As an appreciation token for the vivacious day of Children's Day that's bound to encroach in a matter of two days. I had decided on purchasing all sorts of tasty treats and goodies for the little ones, who call themselves TXT, to enjoy to their hearts content.

This morning, when I had strolled into this small club, all of their eyes darted straight towards the two packets that had been hanging loosely from either of my hands and in an instant, those eyes of theirs where all filling up with wonder and happiness.

Thereafter, without any hesitation or restraints whatsoever, they all sprinted towards me with bright big smiles and eagerness glistening in their doe eyes.

My heart obviously melted at the sight, like it usually does, and once I had settled down, greeted them as well as Yoongi, I went on to share the treats with them; handing each of them a banana milk, thereafter allowing them free will to choose whichever chips or sweets that their hearts were aching for.

But as I sit with them, and look over their happy faces while they dig into their treats I can't help but feel incomplete- especially because Taehyung isn't here with me.

It really feels different without him here as compared to yesterday but I guess it would only be natural for him to not show up because after all we had made a deal with eachother.

That deal which had bestowed all of his responsibilities and duties that's affiliated to this club, onto me. Yet, that is true, he still remains a fully fledged member but at the same time he kind of isn't.

And although, it isn't exactly what he wanted, it's still close enough to not being apart of this club anymore, like he had initially wanted but despite that, he should be grateful since I'm going to be taking over all of his work- which I really don't mind because it's been a while since I've been around kids.

So, I guess this is what people mean when they say; you win some and you lose some.

"Yah, kid?" Yoongi's voice suddenly hits my ear, and I look over at him. "You alright?"

"Ah deh," I smile with a bow.

"You sure?" He presses, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Because Taehyun's been trying to get your attention for a while now."

"Oh..." I mouth and quickly shoot my eyes in Taehyun's direction only to find him looking up at me with a pout, and his choc-mint ice-cream settled down in front of him. "I'm sorry, Taehyun. I'm all ears now."

I smile and slide closer to him.

He gives me a bright smile that shows all of his perfect milk teeth, "Noona! Yeonjun ah~ told me before that his papa doesn't like chocolate and mint ice-cream." He informs, then goes on to dig into the said ice-cream.

"Really? Why?" I ask, genuinely surprised at Namjoon's dislike.

"Because he said it tastes like toothpaste." Taehyun shakes his head in disappointment. "I don't understand him."

"But it really doesn't." I add and Taehyun agrees. "What else does Namjoon-nim like or dislike?"

I let my thoughts slip because suddenly I've become curious about Namjoon.

"Papa likes crabs!" Beomgyu exclaims with a mouthful of chips.

"Aw, is that so?"

Beomgyu nods in confirmation, "But they're really scary."

"Deh, they're like spiders but hard." Yeonjun adds, as he happily sips on his banana milk.

I shiver at the thought, mostly because it's crossed my mind countless times before, "I thought only I felt that way about them but I guess I'm not alone."

Yoongi chuckles beside me, and with a pat on the shoulder he goes on to compliment me, "You're really getting on their good side."

I only smile and look over at Hueningkai, whose eating his fill of ice-cream as well. "And what about Hoseok-nim, what does he like, Kai?"

"He likes spaghetti and sprite!" He hollers back, with a wide smile, but around his lips there's remnants of ice-cream.

"Oh, that's an interesting combination." I mumur and wipe his mouth with a piece of tissue. "And Soobin? You haven't spoken since you've started eating? You wanna tell me anything before I get going?"

He nods his head furiously as his tiny hands grip onto his banana milk that's resting on the floor, "I like when Kai ah~ rubs my tummy!"

"Is that so?" I giggle, quickly moving over to him to tickle his tummy lightly and he giggles softly. "Gosh, you lot are too cute."

They all giggle together and go back to eating but as for me, I unfortunately have to head to my first class for the day which is math- how treacherous- so, I get up and straighten out my skirt.

"Alright baba's, say your good-byes ." Yoongi calmly informs, and they all bow in their seated positions, instantly shooting me cute farewell wishes.

"Annyeong!"

"Have a good day noona!"

"Thank you for the treats!"

"Tell Taehyung hyung we said annyeong!"

"Come play with us soon!"

I smile at their replies and give them all a wave before grabbing my backpack, as well as one of the Seven Eleven packets before heading out.

• • •

[ Taehyung's P.O.V. ]

I look over at the desk beside me, with sad eyes.

It's empty.

Normally, Soo Yeong is here before myself, Jungkook and Jimin and she'd be staring out the window like a nature-crazed freak.

I think I may actually be missing that egg, and her stupidly cute pouty lips.

But I wonder how she's holding up with those little demons.

I ruffle my mint locks anxiously,

"I'm sure she's just fin-"

"Yah! Hyung!" Jungkook's voice breaks me out of my sudden trance. "Minho's stepping out and Soo Yeong's not here as yet."

My eyes immediately darts to the door, only to have Jungkook's words confirmed and from the little glass circle on the door itself, I watch Minho.

He seems to have suddenly come to a stop, right there at the entrance.

I narrow my eyes, suspiciously.

Is he planning on ambushing Soo Yeong outside of class?

"Hyung..."

This time it's Jimin who speaks and his voice is as subtle as ever.

"Text her. Tell her text you when she leaves the club."

Without any hesitation, I pull out my smartphone and search for Soo Yeong's chat.

• • •

As I walk through the hallway, making my way towards math class I suddenly hear the notification trigger on my smartphone.

I pull out my smartphone to find a message from Taehyung and my eyes narrows in confusion but I open it up nonetheless.

' Text me when you're
close to class. '

My lips forms a soft confused pout but despite that I reply to his text.

' I'm almost there.
Is something wrong? '

My message sends, delivers, and is read but I never receive a reply. I frown and slip my smartphone back into my pocket- what's up with Taehyung?

I readjust my packet and I look up but I notice something.

Or rather someone, that's standing outside my math class.

It's Minho.

And he seems to have noticed me as well because from his leaning position against the wall, he quickly straightens up.

A frustrated expression crosses my features and I just decide to keep moving forward because it's easy enough to ignore someone you don't want to make contact with.

But at that exact moment, the door to the classroom springs open and I see an all too familiar mop of mint shaded hair.

It's Taehyung.

Now I realise why he sent that text. How stupid can I be not to have figured it out.

He casuallly steps out of the classroom and out into the hallway.

When his eyes makes contact with my own, a small grin pulls at the tips of his lips, but all I do is stare back at him as my small steps draws me closer towards him.

"Yah. Jagi ah~." Taehyung's fruity voice echoes loudly throughout the hallway and he meets me halfway.

I give him a small smile but out of nowhere, he unexpectedly engulfs me within his arms, pulling me close to him and once my cheek comes into contact with his chest, my breath hitches in my throat.

"You've seen him right?" Taehyung whispers raspily in my ear, breaking me out of my frozen stature and immediately my hands makes it way around his waist.

"Deh," My voice is soft, and my grip on Taehyung tightens just bit, and I get a hint of Downy fabric softener exuding from his blazer.

This is the first time I've actually had a full-on and proper hug with him and he feels so warm- but internally, my psychological state is bashing me black and blue because it's literally screaming, this is what you've been missing out out on, you nut!

But more importantly, why does it feel like he's suturing up all of the pieces of my heart that was hurt by a regretful fake love because as far as I know it's already healed up all by itself.

Suddenly, Taehyung releases me from his warm embrace and I consequently feel the cold air that's floating within the hallway, hit against my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine- I miss his warmth against my body already.

He slides his hand around my waist, jerking me back to reality and he leads me towards the classroom but briefly, my eyes runs over Minho and he looks disgruntled.

But ignorance is bliss so we walk right passed him, and Taehyung let's me enter the room first before following soon after. Then we both make our way to the back of the classroom and in a split second, I sink into my seat but my body feels all tingly like.

"Yah, Soo Yeong ah~?" Jungkook shoots, his voice radiating concern. "You good?"

I smile, doing my best to ignore the tingles that's shooting throughout my body and I give him a simple nod of my head.

"Ooh Soo Yeong ah~, did you stop by at Seven Eleven?" Jimin questions, sweetly. "I heard they're having pretty good deals since Children's Day is coming up soon."

"Ah deh," I answer, and quickly shuffle into the packet. I almost forgot I had it with me. "There! Jungkook, for wasting a perfectly good banana milk yesterday."

I slide a bottle of banana milk across his desk and his eyes sparkles with happiness.

"Thank you..." He mumbles, immediately taking it into his hands.

"You're seriously giving him a banana milk despite him having like a whole crate of them in his backpack?" Jimin shoots, rather dryly.

"Deh! and here's one for you too." I hand Jimin a bottle, with a warm smile. "And sorry for having him..." My eyes briefly darts over to Taehyung, whose staring back at me. "... Force you out of your seat yesterday."

"Yah! I didn't force him." Taehyung counters, with a light scoff then a tug at my bangs.

I ignore the pulls at my hair and place a bottle over his desk as well, "And I really don't know why, but I got one for you too..." His tugging suddenly stops, and his hand retreats from my face. "Maybe for outside just now... I don't know... But thanks."

His gaze then shifts from me to the bottle on the desk and he stares at it with the slightest pout ever.

"Aish!" I holler, with a pout of my own. "If you don't want it I'll take it back!" My hand inches towards the bottle.

"Ani!" He quickly grabs it with his long, slender fingers. "You can't take back something you've already given away, you egg."

"Yah!" I squeal, and softly smack at his arm. "I'm not an egg, you nut!"

"Look whose turned into a little demon themself... Did one of them bite you? Which one was it?" He retorts, with a grin as presses his palm over my forehead so I can't smack him anymore but I still continue to swing my arms around.

"Yah, you two are like an old married couple, seriously." Jungkook suddenly comments, whilst rubbing his temples with his index finger and thumb.

"Deh, Kook's right." Jimin agrees, with a ruffle through his pink locks. "You both supposed to be cute and flustered with every exchange and not at each others throats all of the time."

"Exactly!" Jungkook nods his head furiously. Then he clears his throat, and in a rather formal narrative voice he speaks up, "With a slight blush, Soo Yeong lovingly places a bottle of banana milk over her handsome boyfriends desk, who happens to be Kim Taehyung and at this gesture, he becomes appalled, nonetheless he goes on to look into her bright beautiful- uhh... what colour eyes do you have again Soo Yeong ah~?"

"What?" Taehyung mumbles, in disbelief.

"Hazel and someone's been reading and writing one too many fanfics." I mumble, and back away from a surprised and frozen Taehyung.

"Her hazel eyes," Jungkook continues, with hand gestures this time. "And he mouths, very huskily, thank you, my love."

"What the actual mochi?" Taehyung, breathes with a flustered look.

"Oh my lord, Jungkook ah~!" I use Jimin's ruler to poke him from where I sit. "Stob it! You're so embarrassing."

"But what's left for these two lovers to do..." Jimin speaks, very subtly and my eyes widens at his words. "Is to lovingly share the single bottle of banana milk."

"Yah! I'm going to start hurling things at you guys if you don't stop!" I retort, a full on blush covering my cheeks but those two crackheads only laugh their heads off.

"I don't even know why I'm friends with you guys, honestly." Taehyung shakes his head as he stares at both Jimin and Jungkook with a slightly agape mouth.

I quickly turn around in my seat hoping to cease their teasing of Taehyung and I but their laughing shamelessly continues behind me.

Despite that, I ignore them, setting the Seven Eleven pack over at the corner of my desk, and I rummage through my backpack to get out my math notebook- and Taehyung does the same.

We both stay silent- not speaking a word with each other as we both ready ourselves for class to begin but a few times I gaze over at him, curiously.

My eyes registers his perfect hands that's flipping through his math notebook now that the teachers walked in and he stops at the page that's tainted with the crayon scribbles and cute messages- I can't help but smile at the pure sight, once more.

Afterwards, he pokes a hole through his banana milk, and he sips away the flusteredness brought on by Jungkook's and Jimin's crazy narrative from a few moments ago.

Honestly, it was a bit flustering to hear that short story but alas, seeing Taehyung's reaction was actually kind of cute since he's the one that's always causing the flustering especially upon me.

I sigh, and my eyes unconsciously falls over his notebook once again. The longer I stare at those scrawls across the page, I somehow feel a sense of warmth and fluffiness consume me but suddenly a thought crosses my mind and I lean over to Taehyung's desk.

I stare up at him and he's sipping on his banana milk so casually, "Yah." I mumur, hoping to catch his attention and thankfully I do.

His head slowly turns my way and with his lips pressed against the straw, he mumbles, "If you want some of my banana milk then no. I'm not making Jimin's fantasies come true."

"Ani, I'm just curious..." I playfully brush his shoulder.

"About what?"

"If Mr. Sejin-nim sees your totalled notebook. What are you going to tell him?" I inquire, with a confused look, and he glances at me from his peripheral vision.

"I'll tell him my girlfriend's crazy siblings did it." He shrugs, as his eyes darts down at his notebook.

"But... I don't have any siblings." I mumble, leaning away from him.

"Really?" He asks and I nod, fiddling with the eraser on my desk. "Then I guess I'll tell him about your new siblings then- TXT. Honestly, they're a mess."

"But they're really cute." I whine, with a pout.

Taehyung really doesn't like them and it hurts because they're really adorable and sweet kids.

"For you at least." He retorts, but then he suddenly looks down at me, his features warping into crescent shaped eyes and a weird smile pokes at his lips. "And did you already forget that Taehyun touched your goo-"

"Yah!" I whisper yell and pinch his side to which he squiggles with a soft giggle. "Do you have to remind me all of the time?"

"If I don't who will?" He grins, and bites down on the straw.

I only roll my eyes and look towards Mr. Sejin-nim whose solving quadratic equations on the blackboard.

A/n: Clear a path for author-nim, Jungkook and his co-author, Jimin. They're about to take over this place~ 👀