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Taehyung's hand getting more near when jimin just hold his breath.
Just When phone rings.
Tae come back in sence.Tae realised what he was about to do. Tae step back when his face got red.
Jimin released his holding breath.
Tae throw the clothes on Jimin's face.
Taehyung Wear it and come out. Tae told it with straight face and Live it with red face.
When jimin pull down the clothes for his face and see his hyung getting out from bathroom. He hide his face in his clothe and excitedly he throw his legs in the air when making sound of excitement.
Jimin filling to exciting.
Taehyung stepped out of the bathroom and picked up, hearing his mother Jin's concerned voice.
Jin: "Tae, why are you both late? Is everything okay?"
Taehyung (keeping his tone calm): "Yes, Mom, we just stopped for some ice cream. We'll be home soon."
As he hung up, Jimin appeared, now neatly dressed but still with a slight hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
Taehyung's expression softened as he saw him.
Taehyung (smiling warmly): "Ready for that ice cream, baby? I promised, didn't I?"
Jimin's eyes lit up, and a bright smile broke across his face. He bounced excitedly, almost like a little kid.
Jimin (with a giggle): "Really, hyung? Ice cream now?"
Taehyung chuckled, ruffling Jimin's hair. "How can I break a promise to the light of my heart?"
Jimin (pouting playfully): "Then what are we waiting for, hyung? Let's go!"
Taehyung (teasingly): "Ah, look at you, already acting like a kid. Come on, let's get going."
As Taehyung and Jimin entered the ice cream parlor, they were about to sit down when they noticed an old lady drop her purse. She didn’t seem to notice and started walking away. Without hesitation, Taehyung and Jimin picked up the purse and rushed after her.
“Excuse me, ma’am!” Taehyung called out, handing the purse back.
The old lady’s eyes lit up with gratitude as she took it back. “Oh, thank you, such sweet boys. What a lovely couple you make!”
Jimin’s cheeks turned a rosy pink, and he fidgeted shyly. Taehyung felt a strange flutter in his chest but managed a polite smile.
“We’re not a couple, we—” Taehyung began, but the old lady cut him off with a warm chuckle.
“If you’re not now, trust me, you will be in the future,” she said, a knowing twinkle in her eyes. “Old folks are always right.”
Taehyung opened his mouth to protest, “No, we won’t because we’re—” but she interrupted again.
“Trust me, you two are meant for each other.”
Before Taehyung could say more, Jimin gently tugged on his sleeve. “Hyung, why are you arguing with her? Just take the blessing.”
Taehyung sighed, glancing at Jimin, who smiled with a playful pout. “You know we’re not a couple, Jimin, and we won’t be in the future because—”
“Hyung, stop,” Jimin said, pouting cutely. “Thank you so much for your kind blessings,” he said to the old lady. “We’ll treasure them.” He added in a whisper, “But only I know how I’ll handle this cloud bear.”
The old lady chuckled again, “Oh, you’ll be sweet, and he’ll love you.” With a final smile, she walked away.
As Taehyung watched her leave, he made a small, sad pout. Jimin giggled, leaning in close. “Don’t make that face, hyung, you look silly.”
Taehyung’s eyes widened slightly. “Did you just say I look silly?” he asked, pinching Jimin’s cheek lightly.
“Come on, hyung, let’s go get our ice cream before Mama starts to worry.”
They returned to their table, but Taehyung sat with a straight face, barely touching his ice cream. Jimin sighed, nudging him. “Hyung, don’t sulk like a kid. You’re older than me, you know.”
Taehyung stayed silent, so Jimin leaned over with a soft smile. “Okay, fine. You’re the most handsome in the world. Now, are you happy?” He scooped a bit of his ice cream and brought it to Taehyung’s mouth. Before Taehyung could refuse, Jimin popped the spoon in, smiling as Taehyung tasted it.
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“How is it?” Jimin asked, resuming his own ice cream.
Taehyung didn’t reply, instead, he hummed softly. His eyes fell on a spot of ice cream at the corner of Jimin’s lips. Without thinking, he leaned forward and brushed it away with his thumb, pausing for a heartbeat before licking his thumb, eyes locked with Jimin’s.
“Hmm, even sweeter now,” he said softly.
Jimin’s eyes widened, and a blush spread across his cheeks as his heart raced.
