Hopeless Romantic : BTS and You fanfics

Taehyung

Every day, I come to the same convenience store, and every day I buy the same thing. One packet of Lotte brand Pepero, chocolate covered cookie sticks. They're not my favorite....but HE thinks they are...

Ever since the moment I first saw Taehyung, on his first day of work....I was enchanted by good looks and nonchalant demeanor. His attitude towards customers was always professional, yet, everyone was continuously charmed by his genuine smile. I guess I fell into the same trap as everybody else.

Today, I decided would be the day that I tell him how I feel. What started as an enchantment became infatuation. I'm not claiming love, but...I really like him. And a date with the hottest guy in town would be a huge bonus.

**

There was just one problem with my plan...I had no confidence at all. Instead of going inside, I just stand outside the shop, staring at him through the windows. Why do I feel so embarrassed? I've never had trouble before.

Usually I go in, wander around the store for a few minutes, longer if there are other customers in line to pay. Eventually, I go to the register, carrying a pack of Pepero sticks.

And every time, he asks the same question: "Is that all for you?" And every time, I nervously shake my head 'no', while I pay with shaking hands. But before I go, without fail, he gives me a wink. My face and ears always burn up.

**

Well.....maybe today was not the best day....maybe I need a distraction to calm my nerves.

I turn away from the convenience store and start walking home. I needed to devise a real action plan...a plan where I didn't freeze in the doorway. But first, what could I use a distraction.

I didn't realize that I had stopped walking, but I noticed a flavorful aroma wafting past my nose. "Oh! Ice Cream!! That will do the trick!" I happily go inside and buy one scoop of mint chocolate chip, my favorite flavor.

With ice cream in hand, I put on my earphone, dancing my way back to the convenience store...back to Taehyung. I felt so cheerful, my nerves couldn't stop me. And I was right. I made it through the door! But Taehyung was not behind the counter. I didn't see him anywhere in the store.

Had I missed him? Did I lose my chance?? What was I going to do??? How could I tell him now????

I walk around the store, as I usually do, waiting for him to return. Maybe I might still have a chance today. But not even music or ice cream could soothe my soul. I reach the end of the aisle, and then turn towards the refrigerated wall.

*Smack* my dripping ice cream was now plastered to my green sweatshirt. I am so stunned, I can't move. How could this happen? Who bumped into me?? I look around at the tall stranger that had emerged from the utility closet.

"Oh My Goodness!! I'm so sorry!! Are you okay?? I'll get some paper towels!!" Taehyung rushes back into the utility, immerging again with the paper towels. He attempts to wipe my sweatshirt himself, but I stop him, handing him the smashed cone instead.

"It's okay. I can do it. Thank you." Looking flustered, Taehyung nods in agreement and rushes away again. What has gotten into him? Usually he is so calm, the cool guy.

"Here!" Taehyung had returned with the small garbage can from behind the counter. How sweet. He was still trying to help.

**

I still had a dark moist spot on my sweatshirt where the ice cream used to be, but it was a lot less sticky now.

Feeling a little embarrassed, I quickly make my way for the exit. I didn't have the strength to face him after the mess we made.

"Wait!" Taehyung yelled from behind the counter. I turn to look at him. I don't know what to say, especially since we never really talked before. "You forgot you purchase!" He holds up a box of Pepero sticks. I guess I expect him to say something else, but he just wanted me to spend money.

"I'm sorry. I'm not in the mood today." I turn to go; I'm almost to the door.

"Wait! Wait!" Confused, I look at him again. What could he possibly have to say to me? I hear the register dinging and see Taehyung putting money in. What is he doing? Is he...paying?

"I'm sorry...about today." He says as he quickly glides over to me and places the box of Pepero sticks in my hand. "I hope you come back. You always make my day." He says with a sheepish smile.

"You make my day too." I smile shyly back to him.

Well...while it was undeniably not a confession....it was defiantly a start.