The last time you rode a ferris wheel was when you graduated from elementary. After the moving-up ceremony, your mother took you to a huge amusement park to cheer you up sincr your father could not attend the programme because of an important meeting.
"Are you afraid of heights? It will start to go up soon," Taehyung asked you out of the blue, with his eyes glued onto his feet.
"Not really. In fact, I feel calm when I'm high off the ground." You bit your lip when he did not reply.
A minute later, the capsule began to levitate higher. You glanced at Taehyung, who was practically pale. His hands were also trembling. "We shouldn't have decided to do this if you have a fear of heights," you tell me as you nudged his elbow gently.
"It's my second time riding this. I will survive it just like the first one," he responded timidly.
You outstretched a hand over to his side. "What?" he said to you, while staring at your hand. You grabbed his instead and closed yours around it tightly. "You're shaking," you explained with a small smile.
You pointed at the view eagerly. "London sure is beautiful." Taehyung agreed although he was just looking at you. "It is."
After half an hour, the two of you are back on the ground, much to Taehyung's relief.
You suggested to rest first on a bench and your companion quickly agreed. He let you browse through the photos you took inside the capsule which was in his film camera.
"You have to practice your angles and focus," Taehyung tells you in a serious tone, which almost makes him sound like your mother. "I know but I did better than expected for a beginner, right?"
"Well, yeah."
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Time flew by. By the last night you had left in London, the both of you have been in so many beautiful places. You took too many pictures and ate more often than you should have.
You wanted to stay there. London was wonderland for you, a place where you can be yourself. Somewhere you can be genuinely happy.
You checked the time on your wristwatch quickly. It was almost 6 pm, and you were already late for your appointment with Taehyung.
He had asked you out on a date. Not that sort of date, but a friendly date. You let him have his way; you were going to have to leave each other's side later anyway.
You found him in the longue area, sitting alone, with a bag beside him. You walked up to him and he stands up from his seat.
He hands you the bag and you take a peek before untying the ribbon that held it close. It was a stuffed pink flamingo. You giggled softly.
"You said you never saw one, so I got it for you. Her name is Piggy," he told you, putting his hands in the pockets of his coat.
You laughed rather loudlier than you should have. "Why would you name a flamingo Piggy?"
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"1, 2, 3, swag. Alright, another one," you say as you click on the Capture button of Taehyung's film camera.
You were taking pictures of him with the Tower Bridge in the background. And just when you were about to take the perfect shot, he cracked up.
"Why do you say 'swag' instead of 'smile'?" he muttered sheepishly.
You rolled your eyes. "You jerk. I'm already doing you a favor by taking photos of you. Ah, I'm leaving. Why do I have to do this for someone who is not even grateful?" you retorted, pretending to be angry, as you walk away from him.
He ran up to you and draped an arm around your neck as he began to skip. "Are you mad? Is my girlfriend pissed off?" he teases you in a wily tone.
You hit his temple. "I'm not your girlfriend, idiot."
He wished you were.
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Kim Seokjin was pacing back and forth in the confines of his father's personal office in their mansion.
He was clearly upset, his brows raised, and his unruly hair almost touching his eyelids.
He stopped in his tracks when Mr. Kim had finally entered the room, loosing the tie around his neck with a tired sigh.
He noticed his son immediately. "What are you doing here?"
Jin shot him daggers with his eyes. "I should be the one asking you that. Suddenly, I have seven blind dates tomorrow."
His father chuckled, realizing what he meant. "You're almost twenty-seven. You should date a beautiful woman and get married before you turn thirty."
"Since when were you this interested with my love affairs? Sorry, Dad, but I am choosing who to love myself without any help from you," he snapped back at him furiously.
He was not the sort of man that would let himself be controlled by someone else like a useless puppet.
Mr. Kim cleared his throaght before taking out a folder from a drawer in his desk. He dropped it on top of the table with quite a force and looked up at his son.
Jin picked it up and looked through the papers filed inside. They were pictures of you along with your personal information and status.
"I know you enjoy deciding for yourself, but I hope you consider her," his father explained, turning his chair around to stare out the window. "She is the only daughter of Daejeon Hotel's CEO. She is the perfect match for you."
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a/n: there ya go. another mc. let's get the love triangle started hoot hoot. btw if you have questions about the characters, don't hesitate to ask me uwu ㅇㅅㅇ
