Trianna

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Trianna pov
I sit down on Aisha's couch and lay my head back. She's been rambling on and on about her dream. "Trianna Unnie, hurry, get up!" I hear Mackenna say to me. I look up at her and she's looking at me excitedly. "I just found out that BTS is going to be living with Aisha until they go back to Korea because Seattle was the last location for their world tour!" She says excitedly. My eyes widen at this and I jump up. "What?!" I squeal. "I know!" She exclaims. We hug and start jumping. We pull away from each other and squeal again. "We need to keep our calm when we meet the rest of BTS." Mackenna says. She looks at me with a serious face. I nod and follow her out the room. Immediately we run into Jhope. "Huh? Oh hello!" He says. My inner fan girl starts screaming. My face twitches at the urge to squeal in excitement. I turn to look at Mackenna and her face is red as a tomato. I feel my face go crimson red. "H...hello." I stutter back. He smiles and I swear god just took my soul because his smile is so bright all darkness can be banished. "Oh! You speak Korean. You look American though. Are you part Korean?" He asks me. I nod and rub the back of my neck. "Yeah. I'm half Korean and half American." I tell him. He nods with a huge smile. "That's so cool. Do you like Korean foods?" He asks. I nod enthusiastically. "Most definitely! My favorite dish is jajangmyeon." I reply. He chuckles. "I love jajangmyeon. Come with me, I wanna get to know you." He says. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me away from Mackenna. I turn to her and give her a thumbs up. She does it back. I turn back around and see Jhope smiling down at me. "I love your skin tone. It's the perfect kind of tan. You're not too tan and also not too light. It suits you." He says with a small smile. I smile back and look at the ground as we walk. "I wouldn't have the perfect tan if my eomma wasn't Korean." I say jokingly. He laughs at my joke and pinches my nose lightly with the hand that was in his pocket. "You're so adorable and you're funny." He says. I blush. "Gomawo." I reply quietly. "I like that." He says. I blush more and continue to walk with him. We end up outside in the garden. He leads me to a bench and takes off his jacket. Jhope lays his jacket on the bench and pints at it. "Sit down on my jacket." He tells me. I look at it in confusion and comply. "They just painted this bench a little bit ago. I'm not sure if the paint is dry and I would rather you not ruin that beautiful outfit of yours." He tells me. I blush and look at my hands. I start fidgeting out of nervousness and when I look up he's sitting on the ground. "Oh! Oppa, sit on the bench." I tell him. He shakes his head. "You're probably a little uncomfortable around me since we've just met and you're an ARMY, so you must be nervous." He says sweetly. I shake my head. "Aniyo, I'm not uncomfortable at all." I say confidently. Even though I had said that I still couldn't calm my racing heart. He nods and brushed the dirt off his butt. He sits down next to me in the bench. He wipes a finger on the backside of the bench. He wipes his finger over the whole backside, making sure it's dry. The whole backside of the bench is dry so he sits back and I do the same. We relax and continue our conversation, getting to know each other little by little.
Aisha pov
Jada pushes my head a little and I glare daggers at her. I start yelling at her in Korean, forgetting she doesn't speak that much Korean. I clear my throat and look back out the window. "What are they doing?" Taehyung whispers. "Why are you whispering? It's not like they can hear us." I hiss. He nods. "You're right I forgot." He replies. The rest of us sigh in agitation and continue to watch Jhope and Trianna talk. "When are they going to kiss?" Jungkook suddenly asks. Everyone sighs. "You're all idiots!" I yell. "Why?" Taehyung asks. "I don't know. Everyone has their own way of being one." I respond with a sigh.
Trianna pov
I lean in to whisper in Jhopes ear. "Do they not know we can see them?" I whisper. He nods. "I don't think so." He says laughing. I laugh with him. Suddenly he holds my face in his hands. He rubs his thumb along my cheek in a repeated motion. "Can I try something?" He asks. I nod and bite my lip. He licks his lips and pulls me in. He places his lips on mine and I make a small sound of surprise. I was expecting it but it still took me by surprise. He moves his lips and once I figure out the rhythm I kiss him back, placing my arms around his neck. We pull away from each other. He catches his breath. "One more time." He whispers. I pull him in this time and he kisses me with a rougher passion. I return the passion by kissing him just as rough. We pull back to catch our breath. I take my hands from around his neck and he lowers his hands down to mine. "I want to try something with you." He says softly. I look into his sincere eyes. They're filled with passion, sincerity, and admiration. "What is it?" I ask him.

"Be my girlfriend for a week."

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