HEY THIEF || A KIM TAEHYUNG FF

CHAPTER - 6

It has been almost the end of the month. Which also indicates 2 months of yn and taehyung's friendship.

She only met Jimin once, and couldn't meet again because of her busy schedule.

Tho, she wanted to. She felt a good connection between them only in one meeting.

She felt positive vibes when he was close, it made her comfortable around him.

Today was yn's day off as it was last saturday of the month, which is yn's freedom day.

College was also closed as it was weekend.

So, Taehyung with Jimin and yn decided to spend time together, having fun and  nothing else.

They were going to meet at a park.

Yn's p.o.v

I counted the money one last time before heading out of the house.

I was saving a little amount of money every month from work in case i need in the future.

Seems like the time has came.

I was going out with Tae and Jimin today after a long time.

Its been ages since i last headed out just to chill and not work.

I would've saved the money to help my brother but i wanted to meet Jimin as well.

And who would want to leave a chance to hang out all day.

I wasn't that interested to see Taehyung since i see him on daily basis. But.... whatever.

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I arrived at the park where we were supposed to meet.

I looked around to see no one.

Yn : huh, where are they ?

I frowned. I looked at the time to see i was five minutes
Yn : maybe thats why.

I started roaming around the tree shades. It was beautiful, refreshing, calm.

The children playing and old people talking and laughing made me calm.

They have no worries in life.

Yn : i'll also be like this soon.

I said as i saw them with a smile.

Its been 10 minutes and im still waiting.

I was looking around to see them but they didnt came.

Yn : why are they still not here? I swear im going to bow there heads up. Are they.... ditching me?

??? : no, we are not ditching you.

I turned around so fast to see Taehyung standing behind me with a smile and reasuring eyes. Hands in his jeans pocket.

I looked. And looked at him.

I wanted to break the eye contact but i couldnt really bring myself to.

It wasnt because he looked sexy or amazing. He was just wearing a sweatshirt with a black jean.

It was normal. He looked normal. But something in him .... or maybe me, didnt actually wanted to look away.