Seokjin's POV
"Truth or dare?"
I looked at the light eyed boy, the way he was starting at me was intense. He was melting right through me.
"Neither."
Kim Taehyung sighed, "Oh come on!"
I was currently sitting in this kid's house and I didn't know why. I guess ever since that party...ever since that kiss, he and I just connected.
Don't think too wrong!
He's way too young to like...be my boyfriend but he made me feel okay that night. He made me feel like I belonged at that party even though it wasn't for either of us.
He then asked me to tutor him in Math...and I had no idea why I agreed to it. I needed to stop being so nice sometimes.
So here I was...in his house and trying to do Math.
"We're supposed to be doing your math homework! Pay attention!" I scolded before letting my eyes return to the homework.
The boy then began to whine. "Please! Just one time and we'll continue."
I sighed as I watched Taehyung let his bottom lip pop out and eventually quiver. This kid was annoying as shit.
Ugh, fuck it.
"Fine, I choose truth."
Taehyung smiled before making his way to my neck. "Where'd you get your necklace?" This idiot, that wasn't even how you played truth or dare.
I glanced down at the necklace that laid nicely on my chest. Unfortunately, my mind was blank. This was indeed a nice necklace but I couldn't recall where it came from.
"I honestly...don't know," I answered and received the expected reaction.
He raised his brow. "How don't you know?"
I shrugged. "I just don't, I probably got it as a gift or something from my grandparents."
"What planet is it supposed to be?" Taehyung asked, squinting and trying to get closer to my chest.
As my heart was pounding against my chest, I gulped before answering. "I believe Mars."
Taehyung then smiled and looked up at me. The close proximity made me almost choke on my spit. He really needed to move away from me.
"Mars...really doesn't suit you."
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