Hello! I know that it's been a REALLY REALLY long time since I updated this story. I am so sorry if I left you hanging. It was just that college had been so difficult to handle for me. I was seriously having a hard time with my classes so I decided to focus on my studies first. But now that my semester is finally over, hopefully, I can start writing again during my break! Thank you to all. PS. During my hiatus in AFF, I really came up with a lot of plots for other stories. And I am so eager to start writing them during this break but I promise to myself that I should finish this story first, or at least write this simultaneously with the upcoming other fanfics. I really hope I could finish this though before my next semester starts. There is always this strange feeling of being bold in sharing thoughts and secrets to a stranger. You reason that it must because this stranger will not judge and use your secret against you since the probability of seeing him again is very little. And you find that really fascinating. You even want to share a secret of yours to a stranger someday, hoping to feel the fearlessness once in a while. However, you haven’t done so. You are either not brave enough to talk to a random stranger or you still don’t have a secret worth telling so. But here you are, sharing a story, which you haven’t told to anybody even your bestfriend, to a stranger. The only difference is that he is not supposed to be a stranger because he is your boyfriend. He must be a stranger to you at the moment, but you know that he will be part of your life for the following weeks. So you assume that telling your secret to him does not count, mentally making a note to yourself that you still have to do that in the future. Taehyung is just right beside you, munching to his burger, while you are telling him your encounter with Jungkook, occasionally taking a bite from your fries, from which Taehyung secretly trying to steal some. “He even said that he wouldn’t pay for the dinner if I wouldn’t let him drive me home,” you say, laughing at the memory because you realize how stubborn Jungkook is. “That’s definitely Jungkook, he doesn’t stop until he gets what he wants,” Taehyung confirms. “If you say so…” “Let me tell you something, Jangmi,” Taehyung suddenly says, looking at you right in the eye. “He’s gonna go for you because he obviously likes you.” You just stare right back at him because you have no idea what to say. “So we have to act really good if you don’t want to be caught,” he says, then sips from his soda. He is not looking at you anymore. “How do you know that he likes me?” You suddenly blurt out, curious to how he easily made an assumption after telling your story. He finishes his coke then shoots it in the nearby trash can. He then looks at you with an amused smile, teasing you that he knows something that you don’t. “Yaaah! Tell me!” you whine. He then moves his fingers, zipping his mouth with those. “Okay then, I won’t tell you how Yoongi and I knew each other,” you threaten him. “Yah yah! I did not treat you food for you to not tell the story between you and Yoongi,” he shouts. You can’t stop laughing because while he is shouting, some pieces of the burger are flying out of his mouth. If this is another person, you must be grossed out, but not now because you are more than satisfied that you have successfully blackmailed him (if you consider that blackmailing though). “Okay so tell me first how did you end up with that conclusion about Jungkook.” “You really wanna know why?” he asks you, still having that amused face he had earlier. You just nod. “Because… he… likes… noonas.” You wanna hit him so hard after hearing what he just said. You can’t believe how this guy is the batch valedictorian in high school. “Just because of that?” “Trust me Jangmi. He’s my friend. I know him,” he confidently says. “Whatever you say.” “So tell me now about you and Yoongi-hyung.” You just get home when your phone rings. It’s Jimin. You answer right away. “Dinner?” he asks you simply. “Okay,” then he hangs up after you answer. Okay. He’s being weird. Well you know very well the reason why. Then you remember that you forgot to ask him where you are going to eat. You are about to text him already when you hear a knock on your door so you get up and open it. “Hi.” It’s Jimin. You don’t expect him to be that fast. “I was just about to ask you where we are eating when you suddenly showed up at my door. What’s up?” You ask him, trying to sound as casual as possible. “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?” he asks back. You can really sense that he is not in the good mood, and you definitely know why. You know that you are really a bad best friend for keeping secrets to him, but there’s not much that you can do. So you decide to tell him about it. “Juice?” “No thanks.” You just get two glasses of water for the both of you. You settle yourself right beside him, holding his hands. “Jimin look here,” he then looks at you, still having a disappointed face. “I am really sorry for being a bad best friend. I am sorry for keeping secrets from you.” “Just tell me about those secrets, okay?” his tone changes. He is disappointed at you but he still cares for you. “So for the last few weeks, I’ve been into a lot of blind dates that my mom had set-up,” you start, observing how Jimin will react to what you just said. “How come-“ you cut him off. “I didn’t tell you because I know that you’re gonna try to stop my mom,” you quickly say. “I was gonna ask, how did you survive all those blind dates? You can’t even start a conversation with a guy,” he sheepishly asks. You are happy after hearing what he said. He is teasing you already. You feel more comfortable now. “You know me right? To be honest, I really don’t like going to these dates, but mom is insisting that I should have a boyfriend since I am already 18. Nonsense right?” He nods in agreement. “So here’s the exciting part. Everytime I have a date, I always make up excuses just to ditch it. Sometimes I show up, but minutes later, I will be gone after going to the bathroom,” You say while laughing because you remember the times you do those tricks. “No way! Hahaha. I can’t imagine you doing all those stuff just to avoid your date,” he says while laughing so hard. “Well I really get weird sometimes.” “I still can’t believe how you became my best friend!” “I am wondering too, idiot!” “So… how did you and Taehyung end up being…” he softly asks. “Uh that,” you pause for a little while, thinking about the right words to say that will not reveal your deal with Taehyung. “Remember when my mom visited me last Friday? About the date?” you ask him. He nods knowingly. “My mom really nagged me about this date, even up to the point of going he