The rain showers were cold on my skin, drenching Taehyung and me. My baby pink dress was long gone lost to the spring rain not to mention my canvas shoes. I was suddenly aware of the uncomfortable feeling of my wet feet and cursed at the sudden change of weather. 

It was spring they said. 

How lovely. 

I heard faint sounds of complaint from Taehyung as he led the way to shelter. His palm was sweaty against mine. Or that could be the rain too, to be honest I was okay with either as long as his hand was still attached to mine giving me the very needed warmth. 

I do have to say that this is very out of my character, to let a guy touch me. Let alone hold my hand on a first date. A blind date I may add. But Taehyung was different. Kim Taehyung is an exception.