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Jimin and I only became closer as the days pass. I look forward to waiting for the bus, or just missing a few buses entirely and waiting for the next one to arrive. It also came to the point where Jimin and I would walk around, and we started catching the bus close to when the sky became dark.

Today I am earlier to the bus stop than Jimin. Yesterday he told me that he would be staying later at the dance studio because it's the day they announce the spots for the dance solos. And I have no doubts that he didn't get the spot.

I decide to wait for Jimin until he gets out. Seeing that it's a Friday, I don't have to worry about getting home early. I take a seat on the bench, putting down my book bag at my feet, while I scroll through my Instagram, liking a few pictures here and there.

After a while of going through some of the apps on my phone, I find myself getting lost in my thoughts. It never occurred to me that Jimin and I have built a strong bond between us, it was so powerful to the point of just seeing each other place smiles on our faces. It never occurred to me that we would be here in the first place. In the beginning, he was just a stranger who I found attractive and wanted to know more about, however now, he is someone I would consider a best friend.

Best friend.

The two words linger in my mind. It doesn't seem right to think of Jimin like that. Not when I am drawn to everything about him. It's more than the feeling of friendship. However, I don't want for it to be something more, due to the fact I do not know the way he is feeling. I am not going to come out to say something and-

"Taehyung!" I hear Jimin's voice scream from a distant, taking me out of my thoughts and making me look to the left of me. He is running over to me, doing his best to run as fast as he can with his short legs.

I put my phone in my pocket, standing up and smiling widely, encouraging him to hurry. Before he reaches me, he suddenly trips on his feet, but before he reaches the ground, I grab his for upper arms, holding him tightly. Jimin grabs my forearm like his life depends on it, as he takes deep breaths, probably still in shock.

I smile gently and say in a soothing voice, "Don't worry, I got you, I won't let you fall."

Jimin presses his lips together, blush running across his cheeks, as he stands up. "U-uh t-thank you," he stutters out as we let go of each other.

"So, how did it go at dance practice?" I excitedly ask.

He raises his head, and a big smile appears on his face, reaching his eyes. "I got the part!"

"Ah, really?!" I say, smiling widely.

He nods as his eyes light up.

I can't help it.

The way he's looking makes my heart race, and the smile on my face to become wider. I grab hold of him, wrapping my arms around his waist, holding his small, but muscular body against mine. "I'm proud of you," I sincerely whisper to him.

"Taehyung," he says, hesitant. It is only seconds later that he wraps his arms around me. "Thank you."

Then an idea comes to my mind. I pull us apart, but still holding Jimin at arm's length. "Hey, would you want to go out tomorrow?"

Pink blush is back on his cheeks. "Go out?" he asks, unsure.

I nod. "Yeah, we can meet up here around six tomorrow. What do you think?" I ask, hoping he will take my offer.

I don't mean anything by asking him. I didn't even use the word date on purpose. I gave him such little information that I want to see if he'll-

"Okay," he quietly says. "I'll meet you here."

I smile. "I can't wait."

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I'm too emo for this shit, but I still typed it out.
I hope you guys like it.
I sure did.
Bye-