Wedding Singer (Hiatus)
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 12m
  • Reads 63
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 4
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Aug 02, 2018
15 minutes of driving and I arrived at Yoongi's building. I pressed the elevator button waiting a little. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and texted him. I heard the 'ding' indicating that the lift is here. I stepped forward without looking up from my phone and bumped into someone getting out of the lift. I muttered a small 'sorry' and bowed a little. When I looked up I offered the person a little smile which he returned by the way. I pressed Yoongi's floor button hastily looking at the person walking away.

As the doors were closing, the man looked back and smiled again like he knew I was looking at him. I smirked and waved at him.

"Fuck. He's gorgeous." I said nodding to my right in approval not realizing that there is no one with me at the moment. Shit. What the heck y/n.

Kim Taehyung x Reader
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