I opened the shower and the cool water runs down, ahh refreshing. I notice that my hand and the light is creating a shadow and I could not take my eyes off of it, will Taehyung's dream come true like what happened to me? Is he poisoned too ...

There are so many questions and there are so many possible answers but right now I have no choice but to let things happen the way they are suppose to be. I grab my strawberry scented shampoo with the thought of Taehyung touching my hair and saying it feels extra soft ,my stomach-butterflies flutters and I smiled unconsciously, is this alright?
Of course it is not. 

How could I even dare ask the question. Mmm the shampoo smells so great, will Taehyung notice I put extra more today? I smell so girly. This is not okay. This is definitely not okay and to make things worst my dream last night, shirtless handsome guy in front of me and I'm getting hard! What the . This might just be a stage in life that every teenage boy is experiencing, yah good luck with lying to myself.

I stepped out of the bathroom and checked my phone, a message from Taetae, "Can we walk together today? I'll be in front of your house after 7 mins or so". My heart thumped again. Holy I'm still , where the is my uniform??? *Beep* another text message. I'm almost there, open the door for me Kookie"
Holy hell! I put on my uniform and buttoned my shirt, put on my necktie and my hair is still dripping wet! Where is my blower!?? Wait did I wear brief? I checked hell yeah I did *ding~dong* It's him.

My heart is thumping like crazy ... why? I run downstairs and even trip, ouch that hurts. I stood up like nothing happen, I hurriedly went to the gate to open the door. "Hi Tae" I said and was panting
"Kookie?"
"Yeah I know I look like hell"
"Yeah you sure do"
"Thanks"
I let him in the house and lead him straight into my room. "So about the beach this weekend I ah-" I stopped as I saw Taehyung smirking
"What is with the necktie and wrongly buttoned shirt?" he asked me
"You see I was still in the bathroom when you rang the doorbell and now this is the result, it was your fault loser" I said as I rolled my eye
"Shut up strawberry Jungkookie"
He sat on my bed and pulled me, he grabbed my waist to make me sit on his lap, I just ing blushed!
"What the ?" I protested "What are you doing?"
He ed my shirt. . Then took my necktie off
"You look stupid, I'll fix the shirt little brat" he said
Oh. he'll just fix it, stupid me. Expecting something else, I frowned

While he was fixing it I can't help but feel uncomfortable my is just so ing close to . What the hell am I thinking? This is so wrong in so many ing ways.

To lighten up the atmosphere I strike a topic "Taetae, do you think dreams happen?"
"Maybe"
"What if there is a tragic dream and you keep dreaming about it and it might happen"
"Then stop it"
"How?"
"Stop the tragedy in your dream"
Why didn't I think of that? I can stop my monster if I face it! I've been having this poison for so many years and that didn't even cross my mind, gash I'm a complete idiot
"You know what Kookie" Taehyun said "Dreams do happen, I was staring right in front of it every single day"
I can't see his expression since I was sitting on his lap and looking on the other side "Except for Sundays" he added.

I finally finished grooming my self. The right way. We walked to school and did our daily routine, it was the same everyday. Except today Taehyung told me I have to go home alone, he has this group project and he needs to stay late.
Since he is not with me I figured I could go this kpop shop which he hated so bad that is why I don't have the time to go there. When I entered the door all I can hear is the sound of girls squeal and talking and the music


*Attention Boys! Nan jum dareul gol
Dareun aedeuleun da mironaego charireul kapji
Mam sok kipeun gose (pu rum pum pum pum)
Aju eunmilhage (pu rum pum pum pum)
Ni mam byokeul ddulko jarananda (ni mam byokeul ddulko jarananda)
Teukbyolhan gyongheom rumpumpumpum (teukbyolhan gyongheom rumpumpumpum)*

-[(Rum pum pum pum f(x)]

Yep this is where I belong, I thought to myself

 

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