olympe || k.th x chubby reader [embrace yourself series]

fourteen

『 December 2019 』

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"What about the red one?" I asked, filming a red blouse "I like it!"

"No."

I sighed, sitting back on the bed. The camera was now focused on my face. "I won't go with a dress."

"I get it, but you still should wear something sexy. Just to surprise him although he said you were perfect the way you are!" Charee faked giggling like some dumb teenager "I'm so excited (y/n), can I join you guys?"

"I'm hanging up."

"No! Wait, I just want to help you."

"Fine." I sighed "But I need you to be comprehensive Charee, I won't wear tight clothes."

"Alright!" she nodded "You still have that beige silky shirt? The one Jungkook bought you last year!"

I rummaged through the messy dressing, looking for the infamous shirt. It was nice; large enough to hide my big arms and fat rolls. I could wear it with a high-waisted flare pants and a pair of—

"Heeled ankle boots. No sneakers." Charee interrupted me. "I know you have one, a beige pair."

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The minute I entered the restaurant, I was grateful that Charee had picked a familiar place. At least, I'd be comfortable, maybe even confident. Choi's noodles was a nice restaurant with two floors, big enough to welcome at least hundred customers.

"Hey (y/n)!" the owner waved, gesturing me to approach the bar behind which he was standing "Oh, where's Charee?"

I laughed nervously, unwilling to share my personal matters with him although he was a kind man. It would be embarrassing that someone knows I was on a date. I wanted this night to be casual and easy-going.

"Not coming. I'm actually waiting for a friend, perhaps you saw him?"

He frowned while scanning the place, causing me to mimick. There was a row of single tables with one long couch against the wall and chairs on the other side. Taehyung was sitting there.

"Nevermind, found him!"

"I'll send a waiter to your table then, bon appétit!"

Few seconds later, I was sitting across from Taehyung after an awkward greeting. I took a moment to observe him and found myself gawking at him. He really looked stunning; no actual human could equal his beauty. What in the world does he like about me?

"I like your shirt."

Dumbly looking down at my shirt, I smiled shyly. "Thank you." I choose not to say it was a gift from Jungkook. "I like yours."

"Gucci." He winked, smoothing non-existent creases out.

I rolled my eyes. "Unimpressed."

"Liar. I'm a rich guy, I can treat you right and buy you expensive stuff." Taehyung leaned towards me, speaking in a ridiculously seductive manner.

I laughed, unable to hold it back. "You're not even rich!"

His facial features relaxed, causing me to smile at him. His attempt to make me laugh were successful, and I appreciated that he managed to make every ounce of tension disappear.

"I missed you."

My cheeks turned crimson red. "It has only been three days!"

"Three days feel like a year when all I can think of is that pretty face of yours." the deep sweet voice spoke

Taehyung's flirty mode activated. Even though he would often act that way, he had never been too explicit. Now that I knew how he felt about me, I guess nothing could stop him. It didn't matter anyway. On the contrary, it was quite accomodating because I had to tell him I liked him.