8: Mischevious

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"Taehyung."

"Minhee."

The two of us blurted out at the same time, causing an awkward silence between us. Again.

We then started giggling, kinda surprised by the situation. "You go first.", he insisted and I shook my head.

"No, you go first."

"Nah, you."

"Nope! You."

"Come on, Minhee."

"Come on, Tae."

There was a staring contest between the two of us, until he broke away, taking a deep breath.

"Fine.", he sighed in defeat and I let out a chuckle.

"Uhh... I assume you already know that I am interested in photography, right?", he asked and I nodded, smiling.

"Of course, I do. Mister Vante.", I winked and he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "You do know a lot about me."

"Oh, come on. Every stans of yours know this. It's basic facts.", I explained. "You guys seriously are amazing. If I were you, I wouldn't remember.", he said in disbelief.

"It's all about priorities.", I grinned and he chuckled. "Right."

"So? What about your interest in photography?", I questioned and he blinked, almost looking like being reminded.

"Ah! Yeah... I was just wondering..."

"Yeah?", I raised a brow at him. I saw him fiddling his fingers, looking a bit nervous.

"Will you be my model?", he asked and my eyes went wide.

"Ahhhh. I hope you don't take me as a pervert or something! I have a shoot in mind and I thought you would look so good in that concept.", he rambled while I just looked at him in complete shock.

"What kind of concept are you going for?", I asked.

"Well, uh...", he trailed off and I bit down on my bottom lip.

"Nude."

"What the—"

He laughed out loud, while I was this close to throwing my shoes at him. I frowned, seeing the way he was having fun.

"I hate you.", I crossed my arms over my chest, a slight pout lingering on my lips.

"No, you don't, love.", he grinned and I glared at him.

"Aww. Don't be mad.", he booped my nose, which caught me off guard.

Did he just touch my nose?

And why the fuck am I happy about someone booping my nose?!

What do I expect? It's Kim Taehyung, my frickin 'bias' for god sake.

I sighed, having a battle with my inner thoughts.

"God, are you actually upset with me?", Taehyung panicked and I shook my hands vibrantly, ensuring him.

"No, no! I was just thinking...", I trailed off.

"Thinking about?", he arched his brows, curious.

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