ding dong!
joohyun frowns, a throaty grunt of irritation bursts out unintentionally, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. who on earth has the gut to bother this 29 year-old homebody in early morning?
the actress lazily drags her feet towards the door, beautiful lips keep cursing whoever standing behind it. with full of cautiousness, she takes a peek through the peephole security camera to confirm the guest's identity. it's a delivery man, pretty tall that his cap almost covers all the screen, and his hand appears to be holding a pizza box.
- who's there?
- good morning miss, your order is here!
- order? i didn't order anything
- someone placed it under your address, miss!
- can you tell me who that is?
- it's someone named kim yerim, miss!
'aish, this pig', she growl in silence, supposing the girls will drop in soon for a chitter chatter.
- okay, just leave it there i'll pick up later
- but she hasn't paid yet, miss!
'yerim this rascal, your face sure is thicker than a raised-crust pizza', the annoyed woman grabs her purse and heads back to the front door, ready to make the payment. but as soon as the electronic lock is unlocked, what appears in sight isn't a delivery boy she expected.
joohyun doesn't say a word, as she stares motionlessly straight ahead.
- hi.
slam
- YA WOMAN OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!!
- why are you here. kim. tae. hyung.
- to deliver pizza
- stop kidding. how do you know my apartment address?
- i asked seulgi and she told me
'jesus christ this traitor i swear', her wrath reaches its climax as she assumes everyone just sold her down the river. this man to her is nothing more than a complete stranger, how could her friend be able to trust him enough to give away her private information like that?
and she realizes that 'friend' is no one else but the legendary moron kang seulgi. oh gosh no wonder.
- go home, or i'll call my bodyguards
- i am your bodyguard, miss
- i'll call the police
- aw please they all stan me to death
- one last time, please leave—
peep peep peep
click!
all of a sudden her eyebrows curled against each other, and her eyes widened with disbelief.
the door opens, no delivery boy, just a kim taehyung standing there with his crafty smirk.
- what the actual fuck—
- oops, forgot to mention that she also revealed your password
- say, how much food did you give her??
- you're funny, i love that
the man nonchalantly makes his way inside joohyun's apartment, acting natural like it were his own home. before settling down, he places his gucci tote on the table, seems to be searching for something.
- what are you doing??
- just wait
- for god sake, get out of my house—
her voice is now more like a rasping grumble, as if to convey some vexation as well. but her anger is blocked in no time, by an object that she assumes to be his gift.
so he doesn't come here with only bare hands and an useless box of pizza, after all.
- w-what is it?
- it's a customized bracelet, got it from harry winston. well, i planned to buy flowers at first, but you yourself is already a blooming blossom, so that'd be redundant
- why is there 'R' and 'V'?
- cool right? 'R' is either 'Red' in 'Red velvet' or 'iRene', and 'V' is my nickname, apparently
- what's the point?
- because you literally have everything, beauty, talent, wealth, except me. now you do, congrats miss, your life is fulfilled.
she looks at him, her gaze is full of curiosity, wondering whether there is anything wrong with this guy. he sure has an unrealistic visual, but his characteristics are not ordinary either. taehyung is technically weird in a positive way, a childish alien concealed under a gentleman's body.
- by the way, don't be too stubborn and unblock me
- do you want me to notice you that much?
- yea, i crave for your attention.
this kid really knows how to use appealing words, she admits. not to mention his puppy-like expression and sugary tone while whispering those phrases, the woman honestly has a weak spot for them.
- fine then, after i unblock you please leave
- ugh stop expelling me, i'm not a bad person, even your close friend trusts me
- no is no.i don't care how you manage to persuade seulgi but i'm not that easy
- that's good, cuz i like to play hard game
he slowly moves forward, as she simultaneously steps backwards until her back meets the concrete wall. under his giant figure, the powerful woman at this moment has turned into nothing but a defenseless warrior, a sniper with no gun.
taehyung lowers his head, looking straight into the other's eyes. the space between their faces becomes too narrow that it can only fit a grape. every details from his forehead to chin is present sharper and clearer, those curved eyelashes, and even those pores on that peanut butter skin. his minty breath brings her goosebump as she swiftly looks away, avoiding their eye contact.
he grins over her adorable reaction, look who was just being full of herself seconds ago.
- your face is super red, joohyun-ssi
- i-it's hot in here
- why don't you look at me?
- you're too tall, my neck got weary
- are you still mad because i hang out with seulgi?
- who cares.
- you know there's nothing between us right?
- how the hell do i know.
- it's true that i want to have a shoot with her, but beside that my main purpose is to get your number, you know that?
- ...
- i just want to be friends with you, is that too much?
- ......you call her by 'seulgi'. how close are you two?
- kinda, but only as buddies. she's a dork just like me
- better date, you two look good together.
- i look way more better with you, joohyun.
her heart skips a beat, a pretty man saying pretty words is indisputably the most dangerous creature in this world.
- watch your mouth, i'm older.
- once we're friends, formalities are dropped. bae. joo. hyun.
- i haven't said we're—
- let's eat, joohyun. the pizza is getting cold
not waiting for his partner's approval taehyung grabs joohyun's hand and drags her with him to the dining table. she resists at first, but the man's strength soon makes her will give up. she has no choice but to follow, sulking.
- i hate you.
- i know, i know.