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18 • Not Today ✧

Taehyung

Holy fucking shit... what's gotten into me.

"Are you okay..?" The younger questioned, still hugging his arms around me.

It took me a couple seconds to force words out of my mouth but they came out in several different pieces, "Yeah. I-I'm fine. Don't— um. Don't worry about me." I wanted to throw myself off the Ferris wheel.

Jungkook pretended to believe me and pulled me closer against his chest. I hid my face into Jungkook so he couldn't notice my flustered appearance. I'm not supposed to have feelings. I kept reminding myself, I'm not supposed to like anyone. But I couldn't stop smiling. What the fuck I'm crazy, the hell am I smiling for. I then realized Jungkook was playing with my hair, twirling his fingers softly to make little curls.

No, I'm not allowed to like anyone.

But...

I wonder how he feels about me...

Fuck, this is wrong.

After some a couple minutes went by me and Jungkook got off the Ferris wheel, "So where do you want to go eat?" Jungkook asked as we were walking to the car.

I shrugged, "I don't know and I don't care." I said it rather coldly.

Jungkook didn't reply until we got into the car, "Uh, can we go to the new buffet?"

I didn't say anything, I pulled out my phone and entered the address on to the GPS before starting the car. The drive was silent, the tension was quite awkward due to my cold actions. I reached for the radio and turned it on, resulting in a song playing by one of my favorite artists, I hummed along with the rhythm. I didn't realize until a minute after that Jungkook was singing. His voice was perfectly harmonized it was difficult to tell the difference. I formed words and sang, our voices evened each other out. Jungkook turned up the volume, we both sang our hearts out until we reached our destination.

Funny the atmosphere shifted into a more positive vibe just like that.

. . .

We entered the buffet to be greeted with a sweet and sour scent, the aroma of several different foods all roamed the air making my mouth drool. A guy stood by waiting for us, wearing a chief hat at least three times bigger than his head.

"Hello there!" His enthusiasm was on the verge go exploding. "I am you waiter, follow me please!" He walked away, expecting us to follow him. As we did, he brought us to an isolated area. "Make yourselves at home. Any drinks?" he asked as he whipped out his pen and notebook. He then whispered, "Any alcoholic beverages, I won't tell if you're underage."

"Can I have soju please?" I asked. The man jotted down the order.

"And what about you?"

"Uh, I'll just have water." Jungkook said.

The waiter laughed, "Water? What are you four? Boy, I said you could get drinks, lame."

"I don't drink." Jungkook said without an expression. "You shouldn't either, Taehyung. You're the one who's driving and underage."

"C'mon I'm almost 19, Why can't you even drive yet," I groaned, "I'll have soda then." I said to the waiter.

"Okay, I'll be back with your drinks in a second, go ahead and explore the buffet."

After we gathered all the food we wanted we sat back down to our table, there was now one family that had at least five kids. One was crying obnoxiously loud, the toddler spilled two cups of drinks in a row, there were two twins that seemed to be around seven or eight fighting for a phone, and the elder sister was talking loudly while face timing someone. It was chaotic. The two parents were trying their hardest to keep things calm, but they weren't trying hard enough. We decided to ignore the family and began eating our dinner. The chicken was juicy and soft, the rice was also quite good. I was halfway through my meal until something landed on the plate, making my food splat everywhere. There was curry on my shirt, everything on my plate was smashed into pieces.