Y/N POV
I gather my thoughts and leave the room, greeting Jimin with a smile.
"Hey! I apologize for the last time I panicked."
"It's fine. Are you doing okay?"
"Yup, I am."
"Come in and have a seat. I have an announcement to make," Jimin gestures as I take a seat beside him, "so basically, every year, the seven of us go on a field trip for a day. We go camping, hiking, building bonfires, and share thoughts about our lives that we have been busy in."
"Ohh! That is beautiful."
"Hyungs has allowed us to bring a partner or someone we are comfortable with, so I want to bring you."
"Me?"
"Am I not your best friend?"
"You are, but isn't this like a get-together with friends? What am I going to do?"
"What will you do here? And you promised not to reject me the next time, so you can't now."
"But.. Jimin.."
"No, but."
"You should come; it's fun there," Taehyung murmurs, attracting my and Jimin's attention.
"See, even Tae wants you to come. Come on, Y/n."
"Okay, fine. But the rest will bring their girlfriends, right?"
I almost drowned the last time I was alone with seven of them, not to mention how attractive they were. Taehyung is enough; I don't want any more heart attacks.
"We'll find out tomorrow," Jimin replies with a wink.
"Okay, I'll leave it at that. Let's meet tomorrow," "Jimin comes up to me and hugs me. I returned his hug and smiled as I waved him goodbye. Meanwhile, Taehyung locks the door and returns to where I am.
We stand there for a bit, not saying anything. To be honest, I've begun to fear the silence between us lately because whenever Taehyung and I are together and silent, something weird happens. Things have grown awkward since the last time, and I don't want any of them to happen again.
(It's better to stay in the room)
I start walking toward my room, and the next thing I know, I'm greeted by a strong chest.
(I knew it, I fucking knew it)
I carefully raise my eyes to meet Taehyung, who is already looking at me. He creeps closer to me; his hard eyes fixed on mine. This is the biggest issue with this person; every time he looks, it seems like he's peering directly into my soul.
"Ahh... I didn't see you, sorry," I reply as I try to go to the left, only to be greeted by those mini titties again.
I sigh and shift to the right, only to see him going to the right.
(What is wrong with this guy?)
"You may proceed first," I offer as I make room for him, but he doesn't budge.
I glance at him and ask him to follow my gaze. He bends and whispers right into my ears, "I thought you liked bumping into me."
Huh? Seriously? How self-obsessed can he be?
"Oh! Really? But it looks like you love bumping into me," I cross my arms across my chest and remark.
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Foreign Love || KTH
Romance"So, Y/n. Why don't we try to get along?" "Hmm... How are we going to get along?" "Join me in the shower," He whispers in his husky voice. Like Romeo and Juliet, love stories will never go out of style. They'll be said and heard at times. They'll...
