ARREST ME, OFFICER KIM || KTH

Chapter 27

ARREST ME, OFFICER KIM || CHAPTER 27

Your mother raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying the ridiculous excuse. "The falling star pose? Really? I've never heard of such a thing," she said, eyeing both of you skeptically.

You flashed your best innocent smile and said, "Oh, it's all the rage these days! Great for… core strength and balance. Right, Taehyung?"

Taehyung, still sprawled on the floor, gave a thumbs-up. "Yep, totally. Great for the core," he mumbled.

Your mother’s suspicious gaze lingered for a moment longer before she sighed. "Alright, if you say so. Just be careful, alright?" She placed the tray of juice on the table and left the room, shaking her head slightly.

As soon as she was out of earshot, you burst into laughter. Taehyung slowly got to his feet, chuckling as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Floor yoga? Really?" he said, mocking your ridiculous excuse.

"The 'falling star pose'? You couldn't come up with anything better?" You shrugged, trying to suppress a laugh.

"Hey, it worked, didn't it? Besides, you nailed that 'pose' pretty well." Taehyung looked at you in disbelief,  shaking his head. "You owe me for that one. Big time." He took a step closer, his teasing smile returning.

"Now, where were we before the 'yoga session'?”

Taehyung's teasing words hung in the air. Slowly, he approached you, his gaze softening as he reached out to gently cup your cheeks in his hands.

His touch was tender, his fingers tracing the lines of your face. With a soft sigh, Taehyung closed the distance between you, his lips hovering just inches from yours. You felt his breath mingling with yours, the sweet scent of his cologne enveloping you.

As you began to wrap your arms around Taehyung's neck, savoring the closeness between you, the sound of your mother's voice shattered the moment.

"Jungkook is here!" she shouted from downstairs. 

Before you could fully process the news, the door burst open. In a panic, you pushed Taehyung away, channeling the strength of a superhero trying to save the day.

However, your heroic push was harder than before, sending Taehyung stumbling backward almost towards the door, his arms windmilling in a desperate attempt to regain his balance. He looked like a clumsy dancer.

Meanwhile, Jungkook, who had just entered the room, sprang into action, his arms flailing in an effort to catch Taehyung before he crashed into the door like a hopeless cartoon character.

Taehyung tried to steady himself but only succeeded in grabbing onto Jungkook's arm, causing both of them to wobble.

Your mother, who followed Jungkook, stood in the doorway, her jaw practically hitting the floor as she took in the scene before her.

"What on earth is going on here?" she exclaimed, her eyes darting between the three of you in disbelief.

You forced a laugh, desperately trying to come up with a possible excuse to explain the situation. "Oh, Mom," you began, struggling to maintain a straight face, "we were just... practicing a new form of yoga! It's called the... uh... 'Trust Fall Pose'!"

Your mother arched an eyebrow skeptically, clearly unconvinced by your explanation. "Trust Fall Pose?" she repeated, her tone laced with doubt.