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A/N: Before you start reading, this fanfiction takes place in the same AU as BTSNOODLE 's vmin fanfic 'Perfectly'. Check that out as well! (:

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He had never ran so fast in his life.

He paid no mind to anyone around him giving him death stares for almost crashing into them- he just ran. He ran for his life because he knew that if he didn't, he'd be fucked. Utterly, completely, absolutely fucked.

He was fifteen minutes late to hs dance practice and he knew his lovely dance partner was absolutely furious right now. He had stayed up late to finish an essay and he had fallen asleep on his desk. When he had woken up, he was already late by five minutes and had two missed calls and fifteen texts- the last text sent being 'if i dont see you here in twenty minutes, know that you're dead'. With no emojis.

That being the situation, it was no surprise to him when The Most Cliche Thing Possible happened.

''Ooph!'' was the last thing Taeyong could get out of his mouth before he was sent flying to the ground. He gasped in shock when his back hit the ground. He shut his eyes tightly at the pain, feeling anger rising up all the way to his head. He opened his eyes and flinched immediately.

The dude he had bumped into was looking right into his eyes from his spot, completely unfazed. He even looked a little... amused.

Taeyong blushed crimson red, gathered his things and quickly got up on his feet, groaning while doing so. ''What're you looking at? Is it funny that I fell?''

His initial confidence disappeared upon getting up and seeing the guy properly. He was a lot taller and more muscled compared to Taeyong. The latter regretted his desicion of going off almost immediately.

''Well,'' the guy said, a smirk slowly making its way on his face. ''I guess you could say that. It's not everyday a small guy bumps into me, falls and then gets angry.''

Taeyong's eyes widened at the insult and he clenched his hands in fury. ''So not only are you bumping into me, but you're also calling me small- which I'm not!''

''What? Bumping into you?'' the guy narrowed his eyes, annoyed. ''You were the one who bumped into me! You were running without looking anywhere! I was just minding my bussiness.''

''Yeah, minding your bussiness! As if!''

''Whatever, midget,'' the guy rolled his eyes and pushed past the shorter who gasped. ''I've got better things to do than argue with your pretty ass.''

Taeyong watched him take three steps in frustration and then realized what the man had just said. He was quick to hold onto his sleeve and stop him, to which the man groaned.

''Now wha-''

''You just called my ass pretty,'' Taeyong said. The guy's ears started getting red and he hid it immediately by pulling his hair in front of it.

''Let go of me,'' he hissed and pulled his sleeve away from Taeyong's small hand. ''I didn't say pretty, I said petty. Maybe you should go get your ears checked.''

''Liar! I heard you say-''

''Look, I don't care what you heard!'' the guy shouted, clearly embarrassed. ''Way to ruin my morning, pnk midget. I've got places to go, okay?''

Taeyong huffed when the guy started stomping away. He was sure he had heard pretty- he wasn't deaf.

''Whatever,'' he muttered, hand unconsciously going to his hair to fix it after the guy's comment on his pink hair. ''I don't care.''