Chapter two
Taehyung bit his lip and looked down at his feet. "A-are y-you h-here
f-for J-Jackson?"
The man in front of him chuckled softly at the others cuteness, "no, I'm here for you. Is that alright?" Taehyung blushed at the man's comment, and shrugged his slim shoulders.
"I-I d-dont k-know.
M-maybe?" Taehyung said, now playing with the door handle, turning it back and fourth."What's your name?" The man in the door asked Taehyung.
Should I tell him?
"T-Taehyung. W-what's
y-yours?" Tae replied looking at his feet sheepishly. He suddenly regretted telling the stranger his real name. I should've made one up! Gosh, this must be why Jackson doesn't leave me home alone for very long.
Suddenly, a buz was heard from the man. He looked down at his own jeans and grabbed his phone from his back pocket and swiped his finger across the screen. He looked up at Taehyung and gave a soft smile before he turned around and started to talk quietly in the device.
Taehyung awkwardly started to play with the knob again. A few minutes passed before the man turned around, facing Tae again. He looked Taehyung up and down as if he was remembering what he looked like.
"I gotta go sweetpea, but I may or may not be back. That's if you want me back here." The man looked down at the door that had all of Taehyungs attention, and chuckled. He stepped back a few steps and Tae finally lifted his head to stare at the other one. He bit his lip and ignored the man's question that he had asked.
"W-wait! W-what's y-your
n-name?" Taehyung stuttered out. The man looked in the others eyes and shrugged. The left side of his mouth lifted up slightly, almost a smirk but not quite yet. "If we bump into each other again I'll tell you. Goodbye Taehyung, it was nice to talk to you again." And the man walked towards the elevators, pushed a button and disappeared into one a few seconds later.
Taehyung stared at the elevator doors for a few seconds. He was confused. Again? He sighed and turned around shutting and locking the door behind him so that way he doesn't get in trouble with Jackson again.
Jackson.
Where was he? Taehyung didn't know. Did he know anything anymore? Heck, he didn't even know the man that knocked on the front door a few minutes ago, or even how they knew each other...
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