[CONTENTID1]Chapter 4[/CONTENTID1]

 [CONTENTID2] Crush on you [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3] Too late[/CONTENTID3]

[CONTENTID4] 

The bus stopped in front of the central station.

When Taehyung got off, a strong wind hit his head. He could feel his hair waving to the right side and froze.

This wasn't good. The right side was his best angle.

He looked around and found what he was searching for.

Bathroom.

Mirror.

He ran towards it with all his heart.

The boy was still sitting on the bench, checking the time.

8 pm.

This was great. He arrived in a foreign country, and the people who would take him in didn´t even pick him up.

He groaned in anger. When he threw his phone away, he didn´t think about it.

Since the incident, he had almost not spoken a word with his girlfriend. She wanted to comfort him and permanently tried to make him understand that she would be there for him if he needed someone to talk to. He had told her several times that it was over, but she didn't accept it. Finally, he gave in and agreed to a long-distance relationship. It did not matter to him. He would not see her anyway. And now, she would not be able to contact him.

His timer in his watch started beeping.

Time for his medicine.

His hair was a mess, and this was so frustrating.

Taehyung was furious. But he didn´t dare to pull up the hood. He could ruin everything like this.

He was pacing over a street, the market right in front of him.

He scanned the racks. Toner, make-up, cleaning pads... HAIRSPRAY! He grabbed it and stormed to the counter and bought it. When he went out, he looked to both sides of the streets.

He saw two girls passing the street. Slot level below 80.

He started running back to the station and entered the bathroom. The mirror was slightly too high, but he would somehow manage it.

He grabbed his phone and typed in a number.

„What can I do for you, Mister I-am-late-for-2-hours-already?“ the diva answered.

„You have to help me. I got into a ing weather disaster. My right side is slightly pushed down. The market just had the cheap hairspray. Tell me the right ankle.“

Jin exhaled deeply. „Do you have a mirror around?“

„Yes."

„Listen to me. Don´t get this wrong. Do exactly as I tell you.“

„I am shaking.“ Taehyung sobbed.

„Lift your arm. Your elbow needs to be at the same level as your collar bone. Then carefully push two times.“

„Okay.“ Taehyung was sweating. He lifted his arm and pushed two times.

„Turn slowly to the right side. Place your finger behind your ear and it up in a quick movement.“

Taehyung swallowed a deep breath and needed all his courage to move his hand, but he managed it.

„It´s fixed!“ he yelled.

„Don´t get into the wind again.“ Jin pestered. „You forgot about the boy, right?“

Taehyung hissed. That was bad, and his mom would slaughter him. But it was worth it. Hair in the wrong angle! No way, that he would even enter the kitchen in the house like this.

He turned around in the direction of the central station.

The boy was sitting in a taxi. It was 9 pm. After he was sure, that nobody would come for him, he pulled a paper out of his pocket and gave it to the driver. The address was written on it. „This is a long way. This will be expensive.“ the driver stated.

The boy just nodded.

This day was a disaster. When he was right in front of the station, he saw Slot 4 walking over the street. His mind was a mess. But his body moved on its own. His instinct was too strong. He walked towards her. She was a genius in bed.

„Hi.“ he whispered to her.

She turned around.“Hi.“

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