Beads of sweat started to cover Kim Seokjin’s oh-so-perfect face. His right hand reached his bang, brushing it to the side then wiping his forehead by the back of his hand. His eyes narrowed while he looked up, facing the sun that shine brighter than usual and couldn’t help to whine.
“Uh..” His plumpy lips pouted. “Today sucks.”
Seokjin tried to breath evenly as his left hand for once more groping his backpack. His bang now completely sticked to his forehead, drenched and wet due to the latter not so usual amount of sweat. When he, for the nth times failed to find his wallet, tiredly the blonde reached for the water mineral bottle instead. His lips started to crack, something that he dislike so much. And, however, his throat was dry indeed. Not to mention how bright the sunlight that gave no mercy.
“Kim Seokjin-ssi?”
Seokjin turned to the very deep voice source where a light brown haired guy with sharp jaw line and chubby cheeks stood. That guy wore a white polo shirt that hugged his body perfectly, mixed with olive blazer which, in Seokjin’s honest opinion, looked so good on that guy. Plus, the tight skinny jeans and sneakers which overall, Seokjin appreciated a lot.
“Do I know you?” Seokjin replied, sounded fierce more than necessary. The heat must have affected his mood. The blonde then sighed, dissapointed in himself. He never wanted to be rude to anyone, especially someone who he just met.
But surpisingly, that guy didn’t seem offended. He managed to smile, showing off his adorable boxy smile and Seokjin wondered how can someone had that kind of smile? Besides, that smile looked perfect. That guy then walked closer, taking his seat next to Seokjin. The blonde used that chance to observe that guy’s eyes. He tilted his head, admiring how those eyes looked homy if that even made sense. And, Seokjin added, that guy actually smelled so good. His perfume lingered vaguely, but the latter knew that boxy smile guy had a good taste. This guy smelled fruity, but not something sweet, fortunately, because the blonde had less tolerance into sweet scents.
“I think you look for this?” That light brown haired guy reached something from inside his backpack -Seokjin immediately recognise his wallet- then handed it to the blonde.
That stranger clearly amused at how Seokjin’s eyes widen, his lips curved into beautiful smile, his brows furrowed in anticipation and how his eyes narrowed. “Whoa, my wallet!” Seokjin held the wallet as if his soul clung into it. The latter then turned to the stranger, resting his palm on the stranger shoulder unconsciously and mumbling,”Thank you so much!” wholeheartedly.
The stranger stared excited face Seokjin then smiling sheepishly. He ruffled his hair that starting to be saucer. Extending his hand, the stranger said,”Taehyung. Kim Taehyung.”
Seokjin welcomed the stranger’s -Kim Taehyung- hand, shook it and mentioned his name with a contented smile,”Kim Seokjin. But call me Jin, please.” But his smile faded as he felt Taehyung’s cold hand. “You okay?” Taehyung, almost looked like a reflex, took his hand back. “I got nervous easily.” Before Seokjin even had a chance to reply, he added,”Have a trip by train is one of them.” Taehyung didn’t sound convincing, not even to himself.
Seokjin pinched his bridge of nose, gazing Taehyung from head to toe and murmuring,”You didn’t answer my question.”
Taehyung snickered dryly. “I am good. I mean, I should adjust myself.”
The blonde held himself to ask more. Why did he even want to know? He never asked a lot to person he barely know. Above all in places like train station or airport. In these kind of places, people just come and go, they wont stay.
Seokjin failed to aware of how the boxy smile guy followed his gaze as if there will be no tomorrow. But, eventually, Taehyung uttered what was on his mind,”Woah, you’re really handsome and beautiful.”
