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The shot of vodka was already ordered and in front of me. I looked at it, then at Taehyung from across the bar, and made a decision.
I was finally going to do it. I liked him so much but I couldn’t stand my friends whining about me not doing something about it. I was going to suck it up and prove to my friends that me and Kim Taehyung would never get that type of closure – the type I’ve always wanted – and it was going to be because he rejected me, not because I never owned to ask him to go out with me sometime.
I took the glass and gulped down the ardent liquid as fast as possible, making a face when it went down burning my throat. I got up and walked towards where he was standing, looking absolutely perfect while talking to a couple of his friends.
“Taehyung?” I asked for him, and he raised his head trying to find the source amidst all the noises in the bar. When he found me, looking at him, his eyes bulged a little in surprise but he quickly smiled.
“Hey! I didn’t see you here today!”
“Yeah, I-“ I fixed my voice. Why am I so nervous? Oh, right, because I’m about to be the joke of his life. “I was just by the bar. Not much for dancing and all,” I explained.
I needed to get there faster because my mind was already clearing up and my courage was already escaping me.
“Uhm, Taehyung?” I asked again.
“Yes?” He said, dismissing his friends. He then walked closer to me, and I couldn’t breathe properly.
Where’s my vodka?
“Do you think you, uhm-“ I almost coughed, goddamn it. “Do you think we could hang out sometime? Like grab a coffee together or something?”
It was awkward. It was so awkward I could feel my cheeks getting hotter by the second and I was sure Taehyung could see them brightly red even in the dim light of the pub.
I just stood there and blinked when he opened the biggest smile I have ever seen in him.
“Are you asking me out?” He asked.
“Well, duh-“ I couldn’t contain myself and he laughed. Did I really just was passive-aggressive with the guy I was trying to date while asking him out?
He opened his mouth to say something and I couldn’t take it, cutting him. “Look, you need to say no in order for me to go back to where I was sitting.”
He laughed again, just the sound already comforting my heart. Kim Taehyung’s laugh was that powerful. “I don’t want to say no.”
“I-What?”
“Does tomorrow at 7 look ok to you? I’ve been dying for a cupcake.” Kim Taehyung said, smiling at me. I blink again. Once, twice. Did he just-?
Was that a fucking yes?
“You’re going out with me?”
“Did you really want me to say no?” He asked, his brows furrowing, “Is this some kind of joke?”
“NO!” I said, maybe a little too loud because damn, I was desperate. “Oh my God, you said yes.” I mumbled. Shut up, you imbecile.
Kim Taehyung was laughing again. “I’m gonna head back now,” he said, “I’ll meet you there, ok? Don’t be late!”
“Well I obviously won’t.” I said. He leaned forward and I thought I was going to die when I felt his mouth on my cheek, planting a kiss there.
“See you tomorrow.”