As I carry my final moving box into my almost complete room, I flop on my bed, then start up my decorating skills and finish my bedroom. Just as I'm finishing up, I hear my parents greeting our neighbors. I saw their son as we were moving earlier, but he was a blur in the corner of my eye.

"Y/n," Mom calls, "Come downstairs and meet the neighbors!"

"Coming eomma!" I holler back. I was way beyond tired, but it would be rude to not go meet them. I wonder if their son is with them? I quickly throw on a clean hoodie and some leggings, taking one last good look to make sure my room (and I) look good, then I headed downstairs.

"Y/n, these are our new neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Kim." Dad says.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Kim! It's nice to meet you," I say, bowing to Mr. Kim and hugging his wife.

"Y/n, this is our son Taehyung," Mrs. Kim says as their son steps out from behind him.

Wow...

"Hey Y/n." He says smiling at me. I feel myself blushing, so I give him a small smile and a wave.

"Y/n honey, Why don't you and Taehyung go hang out okay?" my Dad asks.

"Okay appa." I kiss him on the cheek and then motion for Taehyung to follow me. We go into my room and he sits on the corner of my bed, while I sit cross-legged in the middle on the other side.

"So, how old are you Taehyung?" I ask.

"I'm 18. How about you, Y/n?" He questions in reply.

"Same. Well, I'm 17, but my birthday is coming up soon" I say.

"Well jagiya, since you're younger, that means you get to call me oppa." I let out a surprised gasp, and I blush when he winks at me.

He's gorgeous!  Holy shit, if he was my boyfriend I would probably die. Oh, no...

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Welcome to my second story! This used to be an old Cameron Dallas fanfic of mine from 3 years ago, but I decided that it has a lot of potential I'm changing it to a Taehyung ff. I hope y'all enjoy💜