Home was back to normal. We did the usual: I sat with my legs up on the couch, scrolling through social media while Namjoon button mashed playing his stupid 1st person shooter game as if it would make him play any better.
I chewed on my lip, looking through all the pictures of students at my school we're doing. It was getting close to dusk, and Namjoon hadn't started dinner yet.
"Are you gonna feed me or am I gonna die of starvation?" I pouted, throwing my phone down onto the sofa as I sighed out of boredom.
"Didn't know if you had plans with your friends, usually you go out to the market on Sunday's. Do you want me to cook or do you want take out?" Namjoon asked, his eyes still glued to the television.
"Take out." I answered quickly, smiling to myself.
"You're not cheap, are you?" Namjoon passed, his fingers still pushing onto his remote obnoxiously.
"Nope, you know what I like. And don't skip out on the wontons this time." I joked, sticking my tongue out at Namjoon behind his back.
"Yeah yeah, I heard it the last time. I'll order it in a bit, I'm in a middle of a match and we're winning." Namjoon said.
I rolled my eyes. "So your dumb pixels are more important than your sister dying of hunger? What if I fall over and faint or something?"
Namjoon began to laugh, his dimples poking into his cheeks as he smiled big. "Stop being dramatic, you're fine. We have 5 minutes left of the game, I think you can wait, it's not gonna kill you."
"I'm feeling faint, suddenly!" I joked, dramatically placing my hand over my forehead.
Namjoon still didn't pay attention to me or the fact that I wanted food which made me pout my lips forward. What a jerk.
Suddenly I felt a light vibration in my lap, my phone's screen lighting up brightly causing me to sit up and look at who was texting me.
Taehyung 😽: Hey baby.
My heart fluttered fast. Just the sight of his name and his words caused my stomach to get a rush of butterflies twisting and turning in my tummy. It was Taehyung.
Taehyung 😽: I'm taking you out tonight, everything on me. I promise I won't ditch out like last time.
My eyes widened, my mouth opening a little in shock. He was so forward with his message, almost like I had no choice but to go with him.
Rose 🌹: I have no choice but to come with you, huh? 😘
I giggled a little to myself, watching his chat bubble dance as he was responding back to me.
Taehyung 😽: You got that right. You have an hour to get pretty for me, okay? Be watching. 💜
I felt a hotness come over my chubby cheeks, flushing a hue pink at the fact that he wanted to take me out. I started to think about how maybe I shouldn't be worried about the photo. Taehyung was putting an effort into seeing me, and I wanted to take it full on.
"Um actually," I began to say, sitting up in my spot from my sofa. "The girls want to get together for dinner, I guess. Lisa's mom is making galbi, do you mind if I go over there tonight? I promise I won't be out late."
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playing with fire | taerose 🌹
Fanfiction"Don't worry, I'm really good at pulling out."