Chapter 22

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Taehyung's POV

"Chim, help me!!" I yelled out in frustration, I have been standing in front of the mirror trying to find the perfect outfit while his lazy ass was just laying on my bed. It was Saturday and I was to meet Jungkook in his apartment in exactly an hour. 

"Ok fine I'll help you." He said, while rummaging through my closet. After some time he came out with an outfit that looked half decent. I pushed him out of my room then changed into the clothing. 

I came out my room wearing an oversized white shirt which was tucked into a black pants, "how do I look?" I asked Chim who was now situated on the couch. "Like a whole ass buffet." I hummed. 

I put on some light lip tint. "Aww look at you putting on make-up for your date." Chim cooed and I blushed. "Shut up, it's not a date." I stated and grabbed my phone and wallet. "I have to go now, don't forget to lock whenever you decide to leave." I reminded. 

"Enjoy your date" Was the last thing I heard before closing the door. I walked down to Jungkook's apartment, I turned the corner just as he came out. Damn, I want him to choke me, I thought seeing his outfit. 

Tight pants, which showed off his thick thighs and a loose button down, exposing the top part of his chest, he looked like a whole daddy. 

Jungkook's POV

Just as I left my apartment I noticed Tae coming down the corridor. I smirked when I caught him checking me out, "Like what you see, princess?" I teased and he wiped the drool that gathered at the corner of his mouth. He shook his head, "What no, pfft, l-let's just go." He stammered and I laughed. 

After a half hour bus ride, we finally arrived at the art gallery. I showed the worker at the door, our tickets and we finally entered the big hallway. "Woooow!" I heard Tae say beside me, I looked up at where he was looking. A bit art sculpture hung above us. 

After looking at the art work a few more minutes, we moved on. "So beautiful." He mumbled, he sure is ,I thougth admiring the sparkle in his eyes. For the rest off the exhibition, he was dragging me around the big gallery, but I didn't mind at all. 

I loved the way his touch left my skin ablaze, whenever he grabbed my wrist. He was like a kid in a candy store. I'm glad I could make him this happy. 


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