yoongi asked for my number and i was fighting the urge not to freak out in front of him,
he was so cute rubbing his nape and he was avoiding my gaze all the time. and i asked him this absurd question,
because i, kim rinhee is the great assumer.
" do you have a crush on me or something? "
his eyes widen and he said something under his breath,
and looked at me again.

" you're not my type. "
baaaaaam, and you can hear my heart crushing so i replied as fast as i can.

" of course, yoongi. i know that, i was just teasing you, yah know? "
i winked and turned around and waved my hand as i walked away from him.
ugh. it still hurts. i gripped on the straps of my snapback when an arm was placed at my shoulders. i turned around and used my taekwondo skills to twist that arm, with his body now facing the wall.

" yah, it's me your twin, fuck it, rinhee. "
holy sht, taehyung.

" yah, i told you not to startle me like that ok? "
i said as i heaved a sigh. yes, the almighty kim taehyung is my twin, we are not identical twins okay.
we also have an older brother named as kim namjoon, i know.
weird