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Roses

~Two Days Later~

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You knock on Tae's door. Apparently Jimin is at basketball, but you didn't think he had it today. It's Sunday, so no dance. Normally basketball is practicing like literally every day, but you thought this was a special case since the coach was doing paperwork. Oh whatever, it's not a big deal. All you know is that it's six o'clock and you're starving. Tae invited you over for dinner and you couldn't be more grateful.

"It's open!" his muffled voice calls. You softly smile, entering. As soon as you walk in, the smell of pasta hits your nose. You slowly close the door behind you, looking and seeing a round table set up in the corner of the room. The lights are dimmed, the main light coming from candles placed around the white tablecloth. You blink, staring in shock. What the actual fuck Kim Taehyung? You thought Tae was gay! What??? Is he about to... no, no way. Oh no is this a setup?

You gulp, locking the door. "I'm here. Tae where are you?" you call. You hear fumbling down the hall, so you sigh. "Take a seat, close your eyes," a muffled male voice calls back. "Should I really trust you?" "Yes! Please!" With another sigh, you decide to sit, closing your eyes. "This better be worth it and not me being kidnapped." When you get no response, you're slightly confused but don't press.

Eventually, footsteps echo in the room, the sound of crinkling filling your ears. "Okay I lied, don't sit. Can you stand?" You instantly do, snapping your eyes open when you recognize the voice. "Park Ji-" You cut off as soon as your eyes meet his form. He's all dressed up in a suit, his hair changed from short and brown to black and fluffy, his face touched up with some makeup. You blink in shock, mostly because that's not all: he's holding flowers.

He sighs, taking a step forward and holding out the roses. "One night. That's all I'm asking for. One night," he whispers. When you meet his eyes, you realize he's not kidding. Well... one night can't hurt, right? He's fighting for you, no one ever has before. The least you can do is hear him out. So, you nod. "One night and that's it." He sheepishly smiles as you take the bouquet of roses, bringing them close to you. Gosh, when's the last time anyone's ever given you flowers?

You can't stop the smile that spreads across your lips as you smell them. "Thank you," you mutter. He hesitantly walks forward, placing his hands on your hips. To even your surprise, you don't push him away. The bouquet stays in between the two of you, but that doesn't stop him from leaning forward, gently kissing your forehead. You go still from shock when he pulls back, giving you sad eyes. "I'll explain everything. I promise. Here, I'll keep these on the counter until we're done eating, okay?"

You nod, letting him take the flowers away from you. "Sit, I'll take care of everything," he urges. "I can help, it's really okay." He shakes you off, "let me do this. Please?" At his pleading gaze you accept, sitting. The table is all spruced up, a fork and knife laid out for you, candles around, a fake plant in the middle as a centerpiece. It's honestly fancy... or at least, fancy for an apartment table.

He comes over, placing a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs in front of you, then places one on his side. When he sits, you look up at him expectantly. "So... it was a setup." You chuckle, "I got that much. Where's Tae?" "Uh... he may or may not be walking with Jungkook." You raise both your brows, "may or may not be?" "Okay so Tae kind of... said that you wanted to meet Jungkook near the nature preserve but your phone ran out of charge so you couldn't text him yourself."

You start putting it all together, "oh my God, Tae likes Jungkook?" Jimin nods. "Aww that's adorable, I'm happy for them." "Really?" You hum, "of course, they'd look cute together. I always knew Tae liked men, but I had an inkling Jungkook did too." Jimin goes quiet for a moment, making you concerned. Neither of you can eat until he says what he wants to, so you stare at him, and he stares back.