第八个小时。
you'd been looking out the window for who knows how long, feeling sorry for yourself, having zoned out whilst staring at the frosty landscape. you were so down and out of it, that you didn't hear the carriage door opening and closing, didn't notice the soft shadow looming over you as somebody stood in front of you, didn't feel the presence of another person joining you. until they gently wave a hand in front of your face.
you recoil in your seat due to being startled, snapping your head up to see who the intruder was. a kaleidoscope of butterflies start to flutter wildly around your stomach when you meet eyes with taehyung, and without even thinking, you jump up from your seat, smiling like crazy, forgetting all about your fight from earlier.
"h-hi!" you stammer stupidly, sounding way too enthusiastic for your own good. but whilst you inwardly roll your eyes at yourself, taehyung smiles back.
"hey." he says in that soothing deep voice of his; just the way he says a simple, meaningless word makes your knees feel weak.
only then do you look down at taehyung's hands and realise he's clumsily trying to hold a bunch of sandwich packets and some bottled drinks without them crashing to the floor, whilst his bag slips down his shoulder. you quickly take some from him, ignoring the brief electric jolt that runs through you when your hands accidentally clash in the process.
"yeah, i bought us some food," he says, then looks at the floor and shrugs awkwardly, "take it as an apology, i guess."
you look at him with a confused expression. you didn't think he needed to apologise - you felt as if it was you who was mostly in the wrong.
"honestly, what you said is true," taehyung sits down, and you sit down next to him, "i am jealous. so i wanted to make you feel shitty in return. i'm sorry." he looks at you with such earnest eyes that it knocks all the air out of you and makes you feel even more regretful.
"you don't have to say 'sorry,' i'm the annoying brat, and i was rude and insensitive. so, i'm sorry." you fiddle with your fingers, not expecting taehyung to forgive you, but he places his hand on top of yours, sending a wave of delight through you.
"you are a brat," taehyung agrees, with a cheeky smile on his face, "but you're lucky i have a thing for spoilt rich girls."
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Fiksi Penggemar❝you know, you're not so bad when you're not being a stuck-up bitch.❞ ❝whatever, peasant.❞ or in which you, the rich kid, spend twelve hours with kim taehyung, the kid who grew up on a farm. tae x fem!reader • completed lowercase intended, short sto...
