Super Rich Kids | TAEKOOK

Chapter 5

Kim Taehyung's P.O.V

"God, Kim—your car is a fucking closet."

Type.

"Just move the clothes to the side, sweetums."

"Why do you have pillows and blankets in here? Is this your room?"

Type.

"Just move them right to the side as well."

"Kim, I can't buckle up my seatbelt! The straps won't turn long!"

I finally decided to put my phone away, leaving Jimin on seen. I turned my attention to Jeon sitting right beside me, who wore a cute frown on his face.

I really am serious when I said I'd crush on him hard if he only wasn't such an ass. He's adorable like this. Even more adorable than when he drifted off during theology.

"Alright, move your hands to the side," I said, a pleased hum escaping my lips when he obeyed. I tugged on the straps gently, making it a little longer than it should have before I easily buckled it all up with a click.

I pulled away and watched as Jeon hugged his bag close to his chest, eyes staring right in front. He scrunched his nose a little bit before he lets out one cute sneeze.

"Bless you." I said.

"Thanks." He replied.

Seeing as he had already settled himself, I went back to my own business. I opened up my messages to find twenty three new ones from Jimin.

Wanna know what do they say? It's just the usual, really—but this time it was mixed with something different. He began to tease me and even went as far as to wishing me good luck on this little date I had with Jeon.

And to be honest, I'm wishing myself a little good luck on this one too. The last thing I need right now is to lose my patience halfway through our little productive activity and see both my parents bail me out for the charge of attempted murder a few hours later.

I looked at Jeon again from the corner of my eye. He was quiet and he was staring off into space. This was far from what I had expected him to be.

Should I be worried or should I be glad?

"Hey, sweetums," I called out to him, snapping him out from his little trance. "Don't you think you're a little too quiet? Completely different from the guy I saw this morning."

Jeon then played—he fucking played with his fingers and then the hem of his polo shirt. What's with this sudden change of attitude? Was this because of the little scenario back in theology? Did it really affect him that much? Is that why he's acting so adorably right now?

"Hey," I called out to him again, and this time he looks at me with his cute little red cheeks.

"What is it?" He asks, and I wondered—was his voice always this soft? Were his eyes always this pretty? and oh god, just look at those lips! How did I manage to brush these off as easy as one, two and three in the first place?

Surely, there's no getting these off my mind now. They're just all so... pretty—and dear lord, is my little crush on him returning!? Jimin is gonna tease me so bad once he hears about this!

I hope Jeon pulls out a dick move just so I'd forget about this all over again.

I gulped hard as I try to voice out my question from earlier.

Where was my composure?

"Are you trying to act cute?" I suddenly blurted out, and my face fumed. This isn't what I was about to ask in the first place! I was supposed to tease him! Ask him a question if my hands were as soft as a pillow! Maybe I would even go as far to ask him how would he like it if they were wrapped around his thighs instead, but no—I really had to go and say something as lame as that.