"Taehyung."

"Minhee."

The two of us blurted out at the same time, causing an awkward silence to break between us. Again.

We started giggling.

"You go first.", he insisted and I shook my head.

"No, you go first."

"Nah, you."

"Nope! You."

"Come on, Minhee."

"Come on, Tae."

There was a staring contest between the two of us until he broke away and took a deep breath.

"Fine.", he sighed in defeat and I grinned in satisfaction.

"Uhh... I think you already know I am interested in photography, right?", he asked and I nodded, smiling.

"Of course, Mister Vante.", I winked, causing him to laugh. "You sure know a lot about me."

"Oh, come on. Every stans of yours know this. It's basic facts.", I explained.

"You guys seriously are amazing. If I were you, I wouldn't remember.", he said in disbelief.

"It's all about priorities.", I shrugged.

"Right.", he chuckled.

"So. What about your interest in photography?", I questioned being back to topic.

"Ah! Yeah... I was just wondering...", he trailed off, fiddling with his fingers. He looked a bit nervous.

"Yeah?", I raised my brows at him.

"Will you be my model?", he asked and my eyeballs almost left my sockets.

"Ahhhh. I hope this doesn't come across weird. I just have a shoot in mind and I thought you would look fit the concept.", he rambled while I just looked at him in complete shock.

"What kind of concept are you going for?", I asked.

"Well...", he trailed off, building the suspense.

"Nude."

"What the—"

He laughed out loud, while I was this close to throwing my shoes at him. I frowned, seeing the way he was having fun.

"I hate you.", I crossed my arms over my chest, a slight pout lingering on my lips.

"No, you don't, love.", he grinned.

Love?

Yeet-

"Aww. Don't be mad.", he booped my nose, catching me off guard.

Did he just boop my nose?

And why the fuck am I happy about someone booping my nose?!

Because its Kim Taehyung, your bias for nine frikin' years, you dumb bitch-

I gulped, having a battle with my inner thoughts.

Be cool. Be cool. Act cool, Kang Minhee.

GRACE AND POISE.

"God, are you actually upset with me?", Taehyung panicked and I shook my hands vibrantly, ensuring him.

"No, no! I was just thinking...", I trailed off.

"About?", he raised his brows.

How I'm happy about you booping my nose.

"Stuffs.", I answered in a flat tone and he nodded, not asking any further.

I sounded rude but boy, you really don't wanna what's going on inside my head.

"What is your concept anyway?", I changed the subject.

"Oh... uh. How to say...", he hummed, trying to find the right word. "I'm going for something soft and feminine. Something with flowers and nature kind of aesthetic.", he explained.

"Ahhhh... I think I get it.", I chuckled. "But, why me though? There are many pretty models out there willing to model for you."

"No. No. You are the most suitable one.", he grinned.

"What? Why?", I laughed in disbelief.

"Well, you're so beautiful— Shoot.", he immediately covered his mouth and my eyes almost left my sockets, my heart doing somersaults.

DID HE JUST-

"Here's your eggplant pasta salad."

The waitress placed my order in front of me. "And your asparagus goat cheese pasta.", she placed the dish in front of Taehyung.

I didn't even look at her. My eyes were solely on him while he kept looking at the waitress, looking like he was trying to avoid my gaze.

"Thank you.", he smiled at the waitress and the waitress returned the same gesture, before walking away.

"So....", he trailed off, his eyes finally met mine. "How's the pasta?", he asked.

"I haven't eat it yet?", I said and he gulped.

"Oh. Um, okay." He cleared his throat and started eating his food.

I noticed how awkward he was after saying that and I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. An idea popped in my mind.

"You know.", I started and the he glanced up at me, the noodle halfway in his mouth.

"You're right. I really am beautiful.", I shrugged and he choked on his food, immediately searching for water. He chugged down all the water in his glass cup.

I let out a small smile, which he didn't see it.

"What's with this sudden statement?", he asked, out of breath.

"I mean— you said I am beautiful? I mean I already know that fact so you don't have to feel shy or embarrassed over it.", I said and he laughed, shaking his head.

"Kang Minhee, you really are something.", he said, a smile grimacing on his lips.

"Something as in special?", I batted my eyelashes, purposely looking at him with my big doe eyes.

"God, you—", he lost his words and I giggled, leaving him like that as I started eating up my food.

The dinner tasted so magnificent. I insisted on paying our own foods but Taehyung was so against it, telling me that I can buy him dinner some other time.

"I doubt if we could even meet up in the future though. We're both so busy.", I humped, worrying that I wouldn't have a chance to buy him dinner again.

Or more like afraid of not being able to see him again. Sike!!!

"So you mean you're afraid that you won't see me?", he said as if he just read my mind and my face glowed red.

"As if.", I scoffed and he still had that mischievous smirk on his lips.

"You're getting flustered.", he stepped closer towards me, making my heart race.

"Stop teasing me.", I mumbled, voice small.

"Hmmm... is that so—"

"Sir, you left your power bank.", the waitress appeared out of nowhere and Taehyung quickly stepped back, fixing his sleeves.

On the other hand, I could finally breathe.

"Thank you.", he smiled and waited for the waitress to walk away. When she finally did, Taehyung's attention went back to me.

"Minhee?", he called out and I looked up at him.

"Can we meet up like this often?", he said and my eyes went wide.

"Please?"