12:00

11:5o

"jagi?" pulling me out of my trance once more, i didn't realize i was only staring directly at his face. i couldn't help but smile tenderly as i lift my hand and carressed his cheek.

"i'm just happy because of you, taetae" i softly spoke and i meant it.

taehyung's presence were enough to make my mind and heart occupied with nothing but happiness and thoughts about him.

he treasures me a lot and i'd ve lying if i said that i don't feel loved, cause i sure am feeling lots of love given to me.

taehyung's eyes softens as i saw the usual tint of pink paint his cheeks and eventually showing his signature box smile. "really? that's a great thing, jagi" he murmured before nuzzling his face on my neck.

i couldn't help but giggle at his cuteness. "i know and i like the feeling too" i mumbled and even before i know it, we were already infront of my house.

a frown curved on my lips, i didn't want the day to end yet. "hey, don't pout like that jagi"

my eyes met with his once more, "but i don't want to go home just yet, i want to spend more time with you . . ." i whined

he giggled and it sent chills on me, "so am i, but we'd be both dead meat if you don't get your pretty ass in that door before the clock stroke 6:30pm"

right, dads and their curfews.

"but —" i was just about to protest once more before he suddenly leaned and let our lips momentarily touch.

the very first time our lips touched after seven dates.

dumbfounded, the moment his lips pulled away my eyes were wide as a fish's and i swear my cheeks were as red as a pimple.

"don't worry jagi. i'll meet you tomorrow again, same time" he mumbled, eyes looking anywhere but mine as he hid the way his voice staggered and the furious reddening of his cheeks.

my heart fluttered, "o—okay"

a smile was plastered on my face as i entered the house, i couldn't help but feel giddy and excited. it's been so long ever since i felt this high feeling like i'm on cloud nine.

"dad! i'm home!" i cheered as i pull off my shoes.

eyebrows creasing, my eyes landed on an unfamiliar pair of shoes that was neatly placed on the far end corner of the racks.

we have a visitor? who might it be?

"dad? do we have a —" lips coming into a halt, even before i could have finished my statement i saw the radiant brown locks of my father as he came rushing towards me before pulling my hand. "welcome home darling and come with me! i have someone i want you to meet!" the man greeted me with enthusiasm and i couldn't help but giggle.

"calm your tits pa!" the man just quirked his eyebrows on me before an even brighter smile painted my lips as i saw how happy father looked. i wonder who it might be, i bet he's a good person to make this father happy. this was the first time since forever ever since i saw dad like this.

i hope i'd get along with that person.

suddenly halting, i almost tripped but managed to balance myself. "pa! i almost tripped, be careful. i don't want any of us hurt!" i managed to rant before father broke into a laugh as my eyes were still laced on the older. "sorry bub, i was just excited i really wanted you to meet this man."

i giggled once more as i noticed that he was whisper-yelling, "why are you whispering?"

"shh. keep it low!" he muttered, as we softly walked through the kitchen. i followed dad's gaze and i saw a rather familiar back but i brushed the thought away as i saw the difference in the hair color – it was blonde.