Violet || Kim Taehyung [ON HOLD]

S E V E N

🍃March 23

I happen to see you at the rink.

I came for you this time, not Jimin. 

And I sit right beside you. You shift, trying to move away from me, but I place my hand on your thigh. 

I should get used to the burst of color soon or I'd look like a dunce each time I touch you. 

"Stop. We have a date in a few days. You can't run away from me."

You sigh, sitting back.

"Can I... ?" I hesitate.

"Can you what?" you ask. 

You look curious, raising an eyebrow as you lean back in your seat. 

Sana looks over with a questioning stare. 

"Can I hold your hand?" I ask. 

"I don't know. Can you?"

You sound like our English teacher each time I asked to go to the bathroom. 

I take that as a yes, lacing my fingers with yours. 

I couldn't focus on my surroundings much yesterday. 

So I take the time today. I could never have imagined how any of these colors looked like. 

I don't know their names, but I really want to. 

"Taehyung, this is your last chance to confess. If you're lying, I don' think I can ever come back from that."

"I will prove it to you, Y/N."

"I want to go now."

"What?"

"The museum. I want to go now," you say. 

"You're pretty demanding, aren't you?"

"Can't handle it?"

Your lips tilt into a smile for the first time after the time you saw me flail on the ice. 

I smirk, booping your nose. 

"I can. Come on, let's get out of here."

I drag you up with me. 

Sana pauses, watching us leave with utter bewilderment on her face. 

You wave at her, not bothering to give her a response. 

"We can just go in the same car," I suggest. 

You hesitate before agreeing. 

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" you ask. 

"Wasn't planning on it until you gave me the idea."

"Taehyung," you hit my arm.