The Photographer | 𝙑𝙈𝙄𝙉

Chapter 39 • Dinner.

☾𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛☽

I put the phone down feeling my hand numb. Damn Hobi really like to talk...

The light outside is gone, the room having a blue color because of the colored lightbulb, that now is dark shade of blue. I started to talk with Hoseok at three in the afternoon, and now it's dark outside, how can he talk so much?

I haven't seen Taehyung from three hours ago, and I have no idea where he can be. Maybe he want to don't interrupt me or maybe he have something better to do then stay and hear a teenager talking with his friends on the phone.

I get up from bed and I decide to go downstairs to search for him. Having my phone in my hand, the flash being the single source of light. I don't know where is the switch, so I can't open the lights on the hall, letting it close.

"Boo" I hear a voice saying and in that second I drop my phone on the floor, instant freezing on the spot, someone's hands being on my shoulders. The person start laughing and in that moment i recognize the voice as being Taehyung's one. I try to punch him but he stop me, grabbing my wrist in his hand. "Did I scared you?"

"Noo.." my voce crack and he giggle. I mentally swear myself and my voice who cracked. God dammit.

"You are so sweet." He say cupping my face in his big hands. "So cute." He continue, kissing the tip of my nose.

"Taehyung~" I say extending the last letters of his name.

"Oh stop being so sweet." He start to leave kissing all over my face making me blush, in that moment I think myself for not opening the lights on. He stops brushing his my lips with his and then he press his forehead to mine.

"Tae." I say embarrassed.

"I have a surprise." He peck my lips, taking my hand in his. "C'mon."

He start walking and I follow him, with little straps. We get downstairs and he stop, putting his hand to my eyes. "Promise me you don't open your eyes if I take my hand from them.

"Why?"

"You will see. Promise?"

"I promise"

"Now keep your eyes close and stay here until I say to you to come." He get his hand from my eyes, making the spot cold again. His steps can be heard on the floor until he go somewhere and leave me there, alone with my eyes closed and confuse.

What is he doing?

"Now come to me. Follow my voice."

"I can't Taehyung, I am scared I will fall."

"You will not fell. Come on, follow my voice."

I start walking, starting to push the air with my hands, thinking if I touch the things with my hands first I will not fall.

"Come to left."

I do what he say and feel his hand on my waist. I let my arms fell beside my body, having my eyes still closed.

"See? You did it."

I feel his hot breath on my face and I sigh, waiting for his new move.

"Now open your eyes baby."

I did what he said looking in the room, opening my eyes wide. He did it for me?

Silver and gold lights are hung around the room, the lightbulb being closed. The table is arranged, on the table being a red tablecloth, the plates with food are on the table, being different from the other times when we ate together, the plates being placed at each end of the table, face to face.

I gasp and he giggle, putting his hand over my waist.

"You like it?"

"Yes. But why?"

"I thought you'd like to eat, take a hot both and after we can watch a move if you want."

"Taehyung.." I say smiling.

"Take a seat." He said moving the chair for me. "I don't know how to do food so good but I think you will like it."

My eyes move to the plate, the fried potatoes and the meat are cooked and plated so good that you will think it's made by a chef.

"Taehyung this looks very good."

"Really? I made this with calm and soul so maybe it's that. I don't know how to cook so well."

He walks around the table to his chair, sitting down.

"Yes, it's looks very good."

"Thank you."

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He put some wine on his glass and apple juice on mines.

"I know you are a minor so no wine for you. Drink your juice."

I roll my eyes and take my wine glass, drinking a little juice from it.

"Did you like my surprise?"

"Yes. Thank you Tae."

"See? It's better without you mom. She really put a lot of restrictions."

"I didn't eaten meat from six years." I say looking at him with my eyebrows raised and a little smile on my face.

"Why?"

"Because she don't want me too. You see I was a little chubby back then so she stop me from eating a lot of things. I didn't eaten ice cream not even one time." I confess, putting the glass back on the table.

"She is really a bitch."

"Taehyung!"

"What? Didn't I told you she is? I mean how to don't let a sweet child like you to eat."

"She said I am still fat."

"Fat? Sweetie you are not fat, come here."

He tap on his tight, waiting for me to go and sit on his lap. And on my surprise I did it, my body start moving without my will.

I sit on his tight and he smile. "Now tell me what do you want to do."

"What?"

"You sure want to do some funny stuff that your mom didn't let you, no?" He ask raising a eyebrow, and I press my lips in a line, thinking. "Let me make it easier. Do you want to drink?"

He get the glass in his hand and get it up, moving it between our faces. I nod as a no and he smile. "But what do you want to do?" He ask taking a sip from the red wine.

"I don't know."

"That's because your mom didn't let you think." He get the glass closer to my face. "Drink."

I look him in the eyes and he nod so I move my gaze again to the wine glass. All the time I was thinking how it taste. "Drink baby, I let you."

I put my lips on the glass and he raise his glass upper, letting the liquid to flow in my mouth. After a few seconds after the wine touched my  taste buds, I feel the taste of the wine and I grimaced, making him laugh.

"Not all the time good looking thing are good too."

"Mhm"

"Do you want some juice to change the taste?"

I nod and he put some juice in a glass, giving it to me.

The worst taste ever.

~♡︎~