You turned and pushed thru the door, not turning around. If you had, you would have seen Taehyung, a small smile tugging at his lips, watching you until he couldn't see you anymore.
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You got to your room, and plopped on your bed, smiling to yourself. You had actually made a few friends. Very attractive friends. You really hoped Namjoon meant it when he said they wanted to hang out with you again. You wouldn't push for it to happen though, because maybe he was just trying to be nice. You wouldn't be texting him first. If he, or Jimin or Taehyung, texted you, you would happily reply. But you didn't want to bother them by texting them.
You threw your phone on the bed, and went to grab your laptop and charger out of your suitcase. You plugged it in, knowing it was completely dead. You hadn't used it in weeks. You really wanted to look up that song.
You grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and started for the bathroom to change, when your phone dinged. Could be your mom, or your boyfriend, although you doubted it. Maybe it was Donna, the one girl you were friends with at work, wanting to know where you were. You guessed you should have let her know.
You picked up your phone, swiping it opened, and clicked on your messages. You smiled when it opened.
Taehyung: I hope you made it to your room okay. Get some sleep. See you tomorrow. ✌Tae
You typed a reply.
'I did, thank you. You should sleep too. Will I see you tomorrow? 🤗 y/n'
You hit send, and dropped your phone on the bed, heading into the bathroom to wash your face and change so you could lie down, and hopefully get an hour or two of sleep.
When you came back out, you had another message.
Taehyung: Do you want to see me tomorrow? 🙄 Tae
You did. You couldn't deny it. You were glad to have someone to do things with, and you guessed it was helpful that he spoke korean, and english. Also, he made your heart feel...strange. You didn't know how else to put it. You didn't really expect anything to become of it. He probably already had a girlfriend anyway. But he was fun to spend time with. They all were.
'I'd like to as long as you really want to spend more time with me...y/n'
You sent it, walking over to the window, looking down at the street below. You didn't realize you had a view of the sidewalk and street in front of the hotel. To your surprise, Taehyung was still in front of the hotel, leaning against a signpost, looking at his phone. You knew it was him, because the red hair was unmistakable.
You're phone dinged again, and you looked at it...
Taehyung: I wouldn't have said see you tomorrow if I didn't, you pabo...😉 Tae
You smiled, and decided not to reply. You would wait and see what tomorrow brought. Also, you need to look up what pabo means.
You looked out the window again. He had straightened up, and was stretching his arms over his head. He looked around, and started walking, and you watched him till you couldn't see him anymore.
You shuffled back over to your bed, sitting down with a bounce. You were feeling a bit sleepy. You should lay down and close your eyes. You glanced at your laptop, really wanting to look up that song. But you knew that if you started messing with it now, you probably wouldn't go to sleep, and then you'd be cranky halfway thru the day tomorrow.
You'd just wait till tomorrow. You stood to pull the covers back, and sat on the edge of the bed, switching the light off. You curled up, pulling the blankets over you, and closed your eyes. You thought about Tae and how beautiful his voice was, and you fell asleep, imagining him singing that song again.
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Taehyungs pov
I wasn't tired, so I didn't go home. Instead I went to the dorm where the guys and I usually stayed. I figured at least one of them would be there.
I walked in to see Hoseok sprawled on the couch, eating ramyen, watching a movie.
"Hey Hobi-hyung, where is everyone?"
He answered without taking his eyes off the TV. "Jin is in the kitchen. Pretty sure Yoongi is sleeping in his room. Jungkook went home, his mom needed him for something. No idea where Namjoon or Jimin are, haven't seen them."
"They were at the arcade with me. I left before them."
He nodded and stuffed another mouthful of ramyen in, chewing noisily.
I walked into the kitchen to see Jin stirring a pot on the stove. I sat on a stool by the counter, and watched him for a minute. Finally he turned, and about jumped out of his skin.
"JESUS TAE... why didn't you let me know you were there?"
I giggled. "Mianhae. What are you making?"
"Spicey mixed noodles. Are you hungry?"
"A little."
He grabbed a bowl from the shelf, filling it generously with the noodles, and setting it in front of me, handing me chopsticks from the drawer.
"Thanks Jin-hyung."
Suddenly there was noise coming from the other room, as Namjoon and Jimin came in the door, both of them wanting to know what smelled good. Jimin popped into the kitchen to see.
"Oh, hey Tae. Did you get y/n to her hotel okay?"
Namjoon walked in just then, and grabbed a bowl, holding it so Jin could fill it with noodles. "Yeah, how'd that go. Did you make sure she got to her room safely?"
I nodded, since my mouth was full of noodles.
"Woah, woah, who's y/n, what hotel, what's going on?" Jin looked from me, to Jimin, then to Namjoon, an eyebrow raised.
Namjoon sat down, stirring his noodles. "Y/n is a sweet girl I ran into today. She came here from New York. She looked kind of lost, so I sat next to her, and before I knew it, we were talking."
Jin looked confused. "Wait, you just sat next to some strange girl, and started talking to her?"
"Yeah, like I said, she looked lost. I wanted to see if I could help her. Turns out, she came to Seoul to get away from an unpleasant situation."
Jin stood there with his mouth open, looking at Namjoon.
"Don't look so shocked, you know I don't like to see anyone in distress. I always try to help people if I can. Besides, she was really nice, and we had a lot of fun at the arcade. Didn't we guys?" He looked from me to Jimin.
I nodded. "Yeah, she's pretty good at ping pong." Jimin nodded in agreement.
I suddenly remembered something. "Do you guys know that she's never heard of BTS? I mean, it was kind of obvious, since she didn't recognize us."
Namjoon shrugged. "Yeah, I got a little worried after I told her my name, not even thinking, ya know. But It didn't seem like she recognized me at all. You didn't tell her anything did you? How would you know she's never heard of us?"
"We stopped to get a drink, and sat for a few minutes talking. It got quiet at one point, and I started singing. When I was done, she asked me what the song was called. I told her, and asked her if she'd ever heard of BTS. She said she hadn't."
"Well good. I'm actually hoping she doesn't figure it out right away. I want her to just think of us as friends, normal people, ya know?"
"Uh, she may figure it out pretty soon." I glanced at Namjoon, thinking maybe I shouldn't say why.
"Why? What'd you do?" He glared at me.
"Nothing. She said she was going to look up the song I was singing, and she hoped whoever sang it sounded as good as me. If she does that, especially on youtube, she's going to figure it out."
"Aish Tae... you know how hard it is to make a friend who doesn't know about us!" He made his weird little grumble noise.
"I know, I'm sorry. Maybe she won't look the song up. Maybe she'll forget."
"What were you singing?" Jimin asked, looking doubtful.
"Spring day" I mumbled.
They all groaned.
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A/n: Mianhae = sorry
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