bubble gum | p.jm x k.th

pacman

"play me over and over. pacman and lover. hoping you run out of quarters soon."

Why do you still wait restlessly for that person to text you back? Why are you giving them your undivided attention when they won't even spare you a glance? Because of hope. Those four words that were kept in the pandora box. Hope isn't always a good thing, it could lead to your deepest despair if the end isn't what you wished for.

I saw him again the next day. I guess he has always been around but I didn't bother to pay attention til now. He told me he'll think about my request.

I hope he already made his decision. I tend to lose interest quickly. My way isn't going to change, never been the patient one.

He looks so delicate like a porcelain doll. So beautiful that's ready to be tainted. The way his eyes focus on his stretch paper and how his veiny fingers gently grip the pencil drawing whatever that comes to mind.

Guessing he felt someone staring because he turned and met my eyes. His uninterested eyes flicker when we made eye contact.

His eyes widened in surprise when he saw me approaching him. I guess that's my cue, putting on a fake smile that could that could leave anyone breathless, I approached him. Once again with my mask on.

"We keep crossing paths. I hope this happens more often Taehyung." Baby, even the devil avoids me. However, you're an angel. Hopefully, you know your limits and won't fly too high because then you'll have a harsh fall. You can then become my fallen angel.

Rubbing the back of his neck, cheeks painted with a rosy shade and eyes that shy away from me, his art forgotten and abandoned. He stuttered a response. "Y-Yeah, I hope so too. I really enjoy your presence." He won't like my presence for long. He'll want me gone later on and wish that he never met me, but it's too late now.

"If you agree to be my muse for my project then we would hang out more often." I carefully watch his reaction before adding,
"S-sorry I didn't mean to rush things, it's just that you caught my interest and I want to get to know you more." I didn't lie about the part of you intriguing me, dear.

"O-Of course not!" Taehyung's eyes grew wide and he became defensive. His cheeks puffed slightly as he shook his head denying my statement. "When you asked me, I was very flattered. I was going to accept right away but I-I was afraid of you not getting a perfect score because of me. That's why I hesitated."

"I-I'll do it." His dark orbs were intense and stared straight into my eyes.

"Thank you for accepting my request. I promise I won't let you down and don't worry, I'll guide you." Trying to hide my smirk, I bit my bottom lip and turn to look to the side trying to act like I was embarrassed instead.

I wish I didn't because someone caught my gaze, someone who was worse than me. The person who made me the way I am today.

The devil itself. Min fucking Yoongi.