miya.
"why did i even agree to this? can i take it back?," i whined as i paced back and forth in my room, contemplating whether i made the right decision to go.
jungkool already texted me and said he'd be picking me up at three. a couple minutes left and he'd be here. i'm so fucking nervous you don't even understand. "fucking relax, hoe. you'll be fine," jiwoo groaned for the tenth time.
i've been facetiming her since the moment i decided to get ready, which was hours ago. don't blame me, a bitch is clueless and the bitch is me. she picked everything for me, she decided to let me wear just casual clothes since she claims i'd probably be uncomfortable throughout the whole date if i wore a dress and i would think about it all day.
i groaned and was going to ruffle my hair but jiwoo yelled at me not to. i immediately apologized and continued to pace back and forth. "why am i so nervous? it's not like i like him or anything!," i puff my cheeks. my bestfriend giggles, "you like taehyung, mi"
my cheeks warmed up, "don't say that!," i scolded, "but i'm right, aren't i?," she smirks and i don't reply.
"I'M RIGHT, BITCH. TELL ME I'M RIGHT"
"shut up, ji," i groaned. nothing's going to change her mind anyway. "why can't you just admit you do?," she grumbles, "as your bestfriend, let me tell you it's so fucking obvious you like him. i just don't understand why you keep denying it," she pouts.
i stop and stand still. shaking my head, i say, "you don't get it, ji. i can just fall for the taehyung now because he looks like taehyung from eighteenth century! okay, i admit the taehyung now makes me feel things but i'm just not sure if i like this taehyung because it's the taehyung now and not the taehyung from eighteenth century or i like this taehyung--"
"oh my fucking god, mi. the times you said taehyung made my head want to explode," she rubs her temples, "okay, i get it but i also don't," she sighs and continues, "didn't you say he said shit about finding you again?"
i nod and she shakes her phone, "DON'T YOU SEE IT'S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW, PARK MIYA????," i flinch at her sudden raise of voice, "literally, you don't meet someone for no reason! you meeting taehyung isn't coincidental bitch the fuck. YOU'RE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER!!!," she screams.
"jiji, why do have to be so fucking loud?," i hiss with my hands covering my ears. "BECAUSE! HOW ELSE ARE YOU GOING TO REALIZE YOUR LOVE FOR KIM--," i immediately cut her off by screaming as well because i didn't want jimin to hear whatever jiwoo had to say.
"i really want to see how your love story goes! life is getting boring and i want to see a love story unfold in front of me, imagine how awesome that would be!," she giggles, "and i'd be that aunt who constantly reminds your children about you and taehyung's love story"
"let's not get into that," i mutter, feeling warm. isn't it too early for that? we're not in relationship? taehyung doesn't like me? i'm not ready yet?!?!?!?!?!?
then, a ding came from my phone and it was a text from jungkook.
i'm outside your house.
from: jkthen, our doorbell rung. panicking, i grab my phone, "whoa what's the rush? is he there?," jiwoo asks and i nod, "gotta go, ji. see you!"
"REMEMBER TO HAVE FUN AND DON'T BE AWKWARD, OKAY?! OH AND DON'T CHEAT ON TAE--"
i immediately cut the call and send her a message, apologizing for ending the call while she was talking. grabbing my wallet, i leave my room and see my brother just sitting on the living room couch, using his phone.
his eyes immediately dart to mine, "oppa, jungkook is here so... i'll be going," i nervously say because he's not the type to be chill with these type of--
"okay"
wAIT WHAT!?!?
eyes wide, "um.. okay..?," i make my way to our front door, still thinking about how my brother was so chill about me going on a date with a boy. i opened the door and was greeted by a smiling jungkook with a daisy on his hand, "hi," he shyly greets. i smile back at him, "hello, jungkook," i greet back.
"you look b-beautiful, by the way," he stutters. i blush and hide my face, "thanks"
there was silence for a moment before jungkook clears his throat, "i think we should get going uhm, you're brother looks like he's about to strangle me," he whispers. i turn around to see my brother shooting jungkook a sharp glare. i gulp and nod, "yes, we should"
we leave the house and i apologize for jimin's behaviour. he waves it off, "it's fine, i would do the same thing if i had a sister," he chuckles and i smile. "so uh, where are we going?," i ask. he scartches the back of his neck, "about that, i don't really know where you want to go so we're actually going to a playground"
a what? playground?
he seemed to notice my facial expression so he immediately panicked, "we could go somewhere else! if you want! you can choose wherever you'd like! it's not like i'm forcing you to--," i cut him off by laughing. "you're adorable," i comment and his face flushed, "t-thanks?," i laugh again, "just bring me to the damn playground. there's nothing wrong with having a date on a playground," i say and he smiles, leading me to a public playground nearby.
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we both burst into laughter. i had to hold onto my stomach with how hard i was laughing. it's amazing how jungkook managed to amuse me with everything and actually made the date a lot fun. he literally had his way with everything at the playground, like he goes there everyday.
"i can't believe you actually did that!," i exclaim, wiping off tears that came out because of how hard i was laughing. "did you see the kid's face?," he laughed more. i exhaled, not wanting to laugh more because i couldn't breathe anymore.
he payed the icecream man before giving me the icecream. i thanked him and began eating mine. "did you just bite into that?," he asks, eyes wide in disbelief. "yup! and you can't do nothing about it," i stick my tongue out and took another bite. he's face scrunches, "i'm uncomfortable," he comments and i laugh, "stay uncomfortable"
we walk back to the playground and sat on one of the benches. the atmosphere was quiet but calming. we just sat there and ate our icecream. jungkook, he isn't that bad. he's actually a great guy with a cute little bunny smile.
jungkook takes the last bite of his cone and smiles, "today was a blast, probably the most fun i've had so far," i smile back at him, "same. i had a lot of fun," his smile grew wider. "so uhm, are you planning on giving me a chance?," he says and i freeze for a second but compose myself almost immediately, "i don't know, i'll think about it"
he nods, understanding. he got up and i did the same, biting the last piece of my cone. "are you upset?," i ask. jungkook shakes his head, "no, i understand. we just met and i can't expect you to say yes right away," he flashes me his bunny smile. then, he does something unexpected.
he kisses my cheek.
i freeze, not knowing what to do. but both of us jump when we hear someone running and screaming towards us.
"JEON JUNGKOOK I AM GOING TO CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF!"
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I AM SO SORRY SCHOOL HAS BEEN CONSUMING ME SO MUCH THAT I FORGOT TO UPDATE THIS T-T but winter package is out!! im broke tho so i cant buy one </333
and this story i think is going to last about 50 chapters and after that, i'll be publishing another story hopefully !! STAY SAFE AND STAY HEALTHY MY FRIES DON'T FORGET TO EAT YOUR MEALS AND DRINK A LOT OF WATER!!
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BOY FROM THE 18th CENTURY ⇻ k. taehyung
Fanfiction❝when i said i wanted to know what living in the 18th century felt like, i never meant LITERALLY!❞