I“Minah! Is that your friend? Invite him in!” My mom yelled from the kitchen window.

… I’m in trouble now….

“Uhm…” I turn and look at  Taehyung. He was standing awkwardly, looking at my mom. “Wanna meet my family?” I ask. He looks at me.

“Sure.” He says, smiling.

“I warn you… they are really-” I start but don’t finish.

“Minah! Come in the house and bring that guy with you!” My mom yells again. I sigh and looks at Taehyung. 

“Be strong! My parents can be strict. Sorry that you have to deal with them on the first day into our relationship… and....” I said.

“It’s okay. I’ll deal with them. Let’s go inside.” He says, taking my hands and interlocking his hands with mine. I lead the way into my house with Taehyung following behind.

“Who is this? Your boyfriend?” My mom asks.

 “Yes. I’m Minah’s boyfriend.” Taehyung says. I look at him as my mom eyes him.

“Honest boy, aren’t you?” My mom asks. Taehyung smiles nervously.

“I’m Taehyung. Minah’s classmate and boyfriend.” He says and bows 90 degrees to my mom.

“Nice to meet you, Taehyung. Why don’t you stay for dinner? We should get to know each other better.” My mom says as she makes her way towards the kitchen, continuing her cooking. “Minah and you can have free time until your dad comes back. And you’ll know what will happen, right?” She asks, eyeing me.

“Yes Mum. Interrogation.” I say, sighing. I grab Taehyung’s hands and dragging him to towards room.

“Minah! Who’s that?!” Minwoo, my 11 year old younger brother asks as I head pass the living room, where he was, playing Mine craft.

“You’ll see when daddy comes home.” I say, walking past him to my room.

“So this is your room?” Taehyung asks as he steps into my small room, looking at my Got7 posters on my wall and other k-pop group’s posters in my room. “Why are there so many boys in your room? And none of them is me?” He asks playfully, folding his arms.

I roll my eyes. My parents are about to bombard and kill him with questions in less than an hour and he complains about why I have so many posters in my room?!

“That’s not the point! My parents are sure going to make you have a hard time tonight… they-“

 “Minah! Calm down!” Taehyung says, cutting me off. “I’ll deal with them somehow. You don’t have to worry. Okay?” He says, smiling and brushing my hair away from my face and putting it behind my ears.

“But…”

“No buts. I’ll be okay. I’m confident that I can make them like me. After all, I am the awesome Taehyung!” He says, giving me a reassuring smile.

“Fine.” I sigh in defeat.

“But I’m glad that you’re worried about me.” He says, pulling me into a hug.

“Aren’t you worried?” I ask, concerned.

“Of course I am! It’s like I’m about to ask your parents for permission to marry you!” He says.

“You’re funny.” I say, laughing. He smiles back at me and kisses my forehead. “Taehyung-ah.” I start.

“Hmm?” He asks, with his arms still around my waists.

“You’re different from the first time I met you.” I whisper, loud enough for him to hear.

“I am? How?” He asks, pulling me even closer if that’s even possible.

“The first time I met you, you were mean and cold.” I say, recalling all the memories of the first time Minjoo, Eunhae and I went to the garden and saw Taehyung and Jungkook sitting at our spot, and the time we had to do the presentations with the other BTS members.

 “But now, you have changed a lot in the past few months. “ I say, also remembering the Halloween party and the truth and dare game.  I smile to myself as I break the hug and looks into his eyes.

We lock eyes and just stare into each other’s orbs.

“I know. And it was all because of you.” He says, giving me a light peck on the lips.

“You know what?”  I say.  He looks at me.

“What?” He asks.

“Even though today was our first day together, you have kissed me A LOT of times….” I say.

“Can’t help it. Your lips are addicting.” He says, smiling sheepishly.

Just then, there was a knock on the door,

“Minah. Dad’s home. Good luck.” Minjung, my 17 year old older sister says, opening my door. She then walks to the living room.  I glare at her walking figure, looking at Taehyung.

“The trouble is just starting.” I sigh, standing up.

“It’ll be alright.” Taehyung says, also standing up and giving me a reassuring smile.

“Let’s go.” I say, heading to the living room, where my dad was sitting at.

Taehyung followed behind quietly. 

Guys.... Help me please....

For the next chapter, who's point of view should it be?