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taehyung was walking down the cold highschool halls clutching his books to his chest. he had a wide smile plastered across his face and he was a bit antsy for their awaited sixth period transition talk. in his peripheral vision he could see aaliyah walking towards him with a cd box in one hand and a note in the other. pacing towards him he could now see she shared the same expression as him.

" taehyung, look what i got! " she cooed in a sing songy voice. she handed the cd that said thirteen going on to thirty to him and read the preopened letter aloud. " to aaliyah the amazing, i think you're beautiful and you should know that. i don't know how to tell you in person so take this gift of mine. love, xxxxxx xxxx. " aaliyah had a smile as wide as could be and taehyung was beaming.

" looks like someone has a secret admirer, " he laughed in between taunts " maybe they'll take my job as your babysitter, they can have it. " aaliyah playfully hit his sides and giggled. " this is so exciting! can you believe that someone thinks i'm beautiful! this is revolutionary tae, literally. " taehyung couldn't be happier that she reciprocated his excitement and he was content with that. but he did want to know just one thing.

" so aaliyah, who do you think your secret admirer is? " he asked with actual curiosity. although it was himself he wanted to at least hear her guesses. " i don't wanna know nor do i care. " she chirped taking the movie from his hands. taehyung was actually baffled at her response? he expected the suspense to be gnawing at her just like it would've to him. to hide his reaction he quickly masked it with a question. " why not? maybe if you find them you could like click. " taehyung suggested shrugging his shoulders. he didn't want to say too much, it might've blown his cover.

" eh, we'll see how it plays out. i have a biochem test in a minute i'll see you later! " aaliyah shouted half running down the hall blowing him a kiss. taehyung caught it and brought his hands to his heart. all of this just for a girl, he thought to himself exhaling deeply, but he corrected himself instantly. not just any girl, it was aaliyah, his shining star. the piercing transition bell was about to ring so the boy had no more time to think. without another thought of his secret he walked to his next class.

TEN DAYS BEFORE

taehyung tucked the sleepy girl in bed and placed a kiss on her forehead. he turned on her tinker bell night light and quietly shut the door behind him. taehyung turned to see aaliyah sitting on the soft black sofa. she held a cup of taehyung's signature hot cinnamon milk and a fluffy blue cover wrapped around her body. her hair was in two puff balls and her silhouette looked like mickey mouse and that made him grin.

it was a sunday night so per usual his mom and step dad were out and he had the house to himself. it was an unspoken ritual for aaliyah to hang with him on sunday nights. taehyung walked into the living room plopping next to her. she rolled her eyes in satisfaction sipping on the hot drink, that was taehyung's only pride because he wasn't the best cook.

" when are you ever gonna give me the recipe to this shit? i'm literally an addict, baby. " aaliyah pouted and looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed. taehyung's cheeks grew a bit red at the pet name but she failed to notice. taehyung shook his head at her attempt to get it out of him. " i'll give it to you on your death bed. then you can drink it with the angels and they'll praise me. " taehyung replied smoothly. aaliyah simply shook her head at his response and didn't say anything further. they both knew it was something he actually liked to boast about so she just left it at that.

aaliyah placed her mug of the sweet liquid on the wooden table in front of them. then she rested her head on taehyung's shoulder. " can we watch a scifi movie please! please! please! i won't ask for like a whole 'nother month. " she promised taking his hand and wrapping her pinkie around his. " why can't we ever watch regular things like anime or reality tv. it's always the terminator or the matrix type of stuff. " taehyung mumbled under his breath but aaliyah still caught it.

" we've watched every episode of death note ten times over. and don't lie we're watching bad girls club season seven. scifis are the only thing we disagree on so please jus let me win once! " aaliyah jumped on his lap and started hitting his arms like haseul would do. taehyung still didn't move a muscle at her weak attempt to watch her favorite movie genre.

" please, taetae, please! " she whined, pleading like a little kid. taehyung put his hand over her mouth signaling for her to quiet. " you're gonna wake up haseul! " whisper yelled. taehyung could feel the girl mouth sorry against his palm.

" i'm only doing this to shut your ass up. " he said standing up to place the independence day disk in the dvd player. aaliyah hugged him when he sat back on he couch and put her face in his lap. after a few minutes aaliyah was too engaged in the movie to notice the loving gaze that taehyung was giving her. he was so damn sprung.

when the movie ended it was around ten pm and sadly they had to depart because of her curfew. aaliyah and taehyung gave goodbye hugs and said their good nights.

when she left he stormed in his mom's office where she kept her old stationary. he found a pack of light pink envelopes, blue ballpoint ink joy pens, and old notebook paper. he gave a it a bit of thought and wrote a sweet message in the best cursive he could.

" to aaliyah the amazing, i think you're beautiful and you should know that. i don't know how to tell you in person so take this gift of mine. love, xxxxxx xxxx. " the blurred name was taetae baby, a combination of the two nick names she gave him earlier. and to top it off even better he found unopened packaging to the movie thirteen going on thirty. he tied a piece of ribbon lying on the desk around the movie case and envelope.

maybe now she'd cute movies and just maybe she'd do it with him.

author's note,
what's your favorite
romantic comedy?

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