Bangtan's babygirl

"Offended."

As I shamelessly look at myself in the mirror, I notice the very visible eye bags I have.

Ugh. Don't I look beautiful.

As I prepare myself for the boys second concert in Los Angeles, I hear a knock at your door.

Who could that be?

Curiously I go open it.

It's Taehyung.

Stunned at his presence, I instantly jump onto him.

"What are you doing here? It's almost time for the concert!" I squeal.

He smiles, " I know, I just had to come pick up my good luck charm."

I blush.

This boy gets sweeter by the day.

I then look down and notice he has a bouquet of flowers.

They're daises.

I look up at him, "For me?"

"For you." He confidently responds.

We look at each other deeply, then weboth lean in.

I feel his cloud-like lips on mines, and something inside me wakes.

I feel an internal desire to grab him and take him to my room to make sweet love.

What do you want me do?

Have you seen him?

Shutting out my thoughts, I slowly pull away.

"We should get going. I don't want you to be late and make us Armies mad."

He chuckles, and we make our way hand in hand to the stadium.

When we arrive, we sneak in through the back feeling like troublesome teenagers.

Tae rushes to get prepared, whilst I sit and wait for him.

When he comes out,

WHEN HE COMES OUT,

I almost scream.

I check him out up and down.

He's not real.

He couldn't possibly be real.

He looked absolutely unrealistic.

His face.

His body.

His hair.

His radiance.

Acting on instinct, I slowly get up and step in front of him.

I get as close to his face as I can.