Let Me Hold Your Hand

Fairy

Anusha's POV:

I sat in the corner seat of the college cafe, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and resting my chin on the other. The aroma of coffee was hitting my nose.

How can I pay for his shirt? How can I manage all this? God, please just make any magic or send me a fairy-like in fairy tales, and solve all of my problems. I was desperately waiting for a miracle to happen.

I was sadly wallowing in my depressed world until someone snapped their fingers in front of my face.

My eyes trailed up to see none other than Taehyung. He was sitting in front of me and smiling at me.

"Hey," I waved at him, trying my best not to be flustered.

"Why are you always lost in your thoughts? you always seem like you're holding all the world's problems and struggling to solve them," he teased me. I tittered at his words.

I pretended to flinch at his words, grinning. He never fails to make me smile.

"I'm just thinking about my problems involving assignments, like 'how can I finish them on time?'" I replied.

"It doesn't look like you're thinking about assignments," he pointed out doubtfully.

Wah!! It's not easy to lie to him.

"To be honest, yes! I'm not thinking about assignments... I'm thinking about a weekend job. I am struggling to find one," I answered sadly. I spitted the truth.

"I see! I can help you. I will ask my friends about this. I have a good friend circle. I'll find one for you," he announced. He flashed a smile at me.

"Thank you, but it's okay... I've already asked Jack and Bambam. I can find one," I politely declined his offer.

"Are you having a 'thank you' problem? Why do you always keep on thanking me?" He playfully asked me.  

"Do you secretly hating me or something?" He asked, a frown appearing on his face.

"Hell no, why would I ever hate you?" I answered lighting-quick. I shook my head dramatically.

How could someone ever hate him?

"Then why are you always refusing my help? I can't think of any other reasons."

He bent over the table and gestured for me to come forward. I followed his directions, hesitantly inching closer.

What secret is he gonna tell me now?

"I've been told that every girl in this college is just waiting for one glance from me. But if you keep on refusing my help, it makes me think that I've lost my charm!" he whispered.

I started to crack up. He was laughing with me.

Omg, this boy is something!
I can just forget about my problems when I am with him.

"No, you didn't lose your charm. You are always charming, Kim Taehyung. I just don't want to bother you, that's it!" I explained. I smiled cheekily.

"You are my lab partner, and my friend too. Why would you think you're bothering me? I am happy to help you," he replied.

He was so sweet! How could I refuse his help?

"Thank you for your words, that means a lot to me.  I will take your help, at least to prove to you that I don't hate you," I announced.

"Great! I will suggest a doctor help you with the 'thank you' disease. Get a treatment, you need that seriously," he said in a serious tone and I snickered.