I open the door and close it so that it makes the least noise.
I tip toe through the house and try not to wake the others.
The light turns on. . .
I stop in my tracks, quickly trying to make myself look casual.
A chair is turned away from me. . .it slowly turns and I curse silently to myself.
It's Namjoon, just smiling. . .just enough to show his dimples.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
He pushes up his glasses and takes a sip of tea.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I look him in the eyes,
I don't care what he has to say. . .a guy can't have fun around here?
"Have fun?", he says, I soon notice he's looking at the dried paint on my jeans.
Oh. . .
"Yeah, I . . .", I start to say, but he cuts me off "What's the number?", he asks, I start to smile, " 150"
He gets up lighting fast and comes running at me, but i'm faster, " I should really smack you", he says.
I just laugh, then I start to think. . .
"Hyung, how did you turn on the light while sitting in that chair?"
"Haha, no way" , he smiles as he flashes his harry potter wand.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
This guy. . .
YOU ARE READING
Run
FanfictionTaehyung is a troublemaker and he likes it that way. . .will he ever grow out of it? Or will his habits consume him and make him loose everything?
