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Chaeyoung's POV

"Here, this is his room," I groan internally after my voice cracked, my eyes avoiding his eyes as I recognized the amused grin showing off on his face.

I mean, I was trying my very best not to freak out, because Holy Guacamole, Kim fucking Taehyung is right inside our house, and if I actually wanted, I can just go ahead and drag the man inside my room.

Okay, that was a little over the top because I obviously can't lock him in this house - he is freaking big, I'm not kidding. Okay, that didn't really turn outright too.

Just after he was able to put Jimin down on his bed, he released a long sigh before rubbing his hands together.

"Finally," he muttered in satisfaction.

Maybe due to the meds given to him, Jimin had been drowsy the entire ride home and Taehyung had to literally carry him to his room which I am goddamn thankful for because if not, I will, without conscience, leave Jimin to sleep outside the house.

I am not carrying my brother who weighs twice my number for whatever it's worth.

The moment he turned around, I was startled when his eyes locked on mine, a huge smile plastered all over his face.

My cheeks burned hot after remembering what happened earlier.

Stupid Chaeyoung,

The moment Jimin fell on the floor, I made a quick pivot and run towards the door. However, I didn't know Jungkook was camping outside and kicked me back into Taehyung's amusement.

He probably thought I was a freak.

"So, I didn't know Jimin has a sister. Why did I never see you here before?" he asked, confused. And I can't blame him. I leave the house early so I can stay in my favorite place before going to school.

Also, every moment that he was visiting my brother, I locked myself in my room which isn't new since I always do that especially if Jimin is in the house.

In the beginning, I wasn't really into Kim Taehyung. I was simply too asocial that I never paid attention to anyone else. Until I saw him, ethereally gazing at the stars from his room, his drapes like always open.

It was midnight then and I was binge-watching my favorite Netflix series when I decided to open my window only to be greeted by the most perfect scene before me.

He was sitting at the corner of his bed and he has that very endearing look on his face that lead me to be mesmerized by his almost perfect looks. The way his beautiful blonde locks fall freely on his face, his sharp nose complimenting his red lips.

He was the literal epitome of perfection.

From that moment on, I've watched him from afar. I am fine with seeing him even for only five minutes or less.

Just seeing him makes me so goddamn happy and that's what makes it easier for me to go on day by day.

At school, I make it a point that I don't bump in with my brother. If I do, I simply avoid his glance and thank God he doesn't call me. That's probably the reason he is unaware of my existence. Besides, I doubt my brother tells his friends about me. Jungkook was barely even able to find out.

But fuck, I didn't know to see him this close will make my knees go weak.

"So, what's your name?"

I was too engrossed in staring at him that I didn't even realize that he was asking me a question. Additionally, my eyes were focused on the bulge in his shorts.