12hrs - k.th

three

第三个小时。

sitting in an uncomfortable silence, you stare at the window whilst taehyung stares at the pages of his book. the silence between you two was becoming unbearable, and the noises coming from your stomach certainly weren't helping.

your stomach was rumbling ravenously, and you were beginning to regret not eating breakfast that morning. taehyung, however, like an intellectual, had packed a multitude of snacks in his bag, and proceeded to start crunching his way through a packet of chips.

normally, you would've been put off by the greasy smell wafting your way, but in this instance, you wanted nothing more than to devour the whole bag.

taehyung notices you eyeing his food. "do you want some?"

crossing your arms and looking away, you scoff. "no."

taehyung smiles at your stubbornness. "yeah you do."

you reluctantly look back at him and hold out your hand, trying to hide your excitement. "okay, give me some."

"what's the magic word?" taehyung gives you a playfully warning look, as if he were scolding a child.

you roll your eyes. "please."

"come and get it."

you roll your eyes again, annoyed at the fact that you had to move from your comfortable position. but you get up and walk over to him. just as you bend down a little and reach out to grab a few chips, taehyung suddenly pulls the bag away. your arm slips, causing you to lose your balance and your whole body staggers forward, resulting in you falling in taehyung's lap.

everything falls silent. your faces are mere inches apart, and with his lips slightly parted, you can feel his warm breath tickling your skin. time slows down as you take in each of his features, as you take in every detail of his face; the little mole right under his nose, the pretty shape of his eyes - his beauty was truly ethereal.

something in your chest flutters violently, and you feel the blood creeping up your neck and settling on your cheeks, staining them bright crimson.

"um," taehyung blinks and looks away from you, "here."

he decides to give you rest of the bag. hesitantly, you take the half empty packet, and start to walk back to your seat.

"wait!" taehyung's voice cracks with nerves as he calls out to you. he's still not looking at you. "you can, um, just sit next to me."