It felt warm.

I wanted to stay like this for as long as I could and I didn't care that it was the first time that I had ever met taehyung, this feeling was just different.

All I ever wanted was to be held by someone while I cried and it was finally happening. I expected that it would sooth me but it didn't. It was like a catalyst for my mind and all the bad thoughts were suddenly amplifying. It felt like I was going to explode.

My heart was beating fast, my breathing was erratic and my grip on taehyungs shirt was getting tight. I never experienced this before because whenever I would cry, I would forcibly stop myself midway because I hated being weak and I knew that my tears didn't matter.

As if he had heard my thoughts, taehyung hugged me tighter.

It took me a while but I finally forced myself to stop before the semi-mental breakdown turned into something more. It felt kind of satisfying to cry this much and I knew that I would feel better if I just let everything out, but it was just too much right now.

"You know you really shouldn't sit so carelessly on the edge of a 12 story building" he warned pulling me backwards and taking a seat next to me.

"At times like this I don't really mind falling" I said as I looked down, it was scary but I truly didn't mind dying sometimes.

"Don't talk like that" He said looking ahead, his voice sounding hurt.

I wanted to talk to him about it but we fell into a comfortable silence that was soon followed by taehyung resting his arm around me and me resting my head on his shoulder and I wasn't keen on interrupting that.

"Don't you ever think about it?" I asked not being able to hold in my curiosity anymore.

"What? Suicide?"

I nodded in response so he would continue.

"Of course I do, I mean it's only normal to think like that when you're in my situation" he said as he looked at his hands.

"There were times where I almost gave up and couldn't pull through. Times where I attempted suicide but didn't succeed"

"I'm glad I didn't though" he continued, staring at the city lights.

"Why?" I asked, realizing how offensive that question was.

He sighed as he turned his head to face me. How were his eyes glowing like that?

"Because I got to meet you"

In movies, books and even real life situations the girl would smile and blush, which is what most normal girls would do, but I didn't, what I did was thank him as I let a few tears stream down my face.

"Why are you thanking me?" He muses.

"B-Because this is the first time I felt like someone actually c-cared about me" I didn't mean to stutter but I was just so nervous and touched. It was an extremely awkward mix of emotions and I didn't know how to act.

He smiled at my response and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Chicks are way too easy now a days"

"Asshole"

"C'mon let's go" he chuckled helping me to my feet.

"You still haven't shown me around seoul yet"

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After we were done visiting the most popular locations in seoul, we felt exhausted. So naturally, we decided to end our day with ice cream.

We were currently in an ice cream store talking about silly random topics. The store was very empty because it wasn't all that popular but I honestly thought that they made the best ice cream in seoul! They had cigar flavored ice cream which tasted a lot better than it sounds but all in all it was a great place to have some one on one time with taehyung.

"Which school do you go to?"

I told him my schools name right away because I had developed a sense of safety around him, I didn't think much of it really. Rationally speaking though, this wasn't something that you'd want to tell someone that you met online.

"Why are you asking?"

"I need to finish my senior year so I'm looking for a school to enroll in" He said as he took another spoonful of his strawberry ice cream. I really need to stop making assumptions.

"Wait, but why my school?" I asked knowing that I was being kind of annoying, but I couldn't help but ask.

"I want to enroll in a school where I at least know one person" he continued.

"You can't come to my school" I can't let him find out about how people treat me and how they view me in schoolーHe can also never ever whatsoever find out about the rumors.

"That's not up to you, so I don't really care what you have to say about this" He said in a nonchalant manner, which really pissed me off.

"Check please" he asked before I could fight back.

"I am not letting you enroll in my school" I insisted as I looked him dead in the eye, hoping that my glare would stop him.

"Excuse me, what? I can't hear you" He said as he brought his hand up to his ear.

"Taehyung I'm serious"

"I'm serious too! I honestly can't hear you over the sound of me not caring" he said, pretending to frown.

"Whatever let's just leave" I said rolling my eyes and getting up. The thought of taehyung coming to my school was just absolutely terrifying. I couldn't stop thinking about what would happened if he saw me there.

We left the shop and started heading towards my grandma's house, taehyung wanted to walk me home. I trusted him enough now and to be very honest if taehyung doesn't end up being a good guy then humanity is basically fucked, right?

"Why don't you want me to go to your school though?"

"I have my reasons" I murmured.

"Are you gonna tell me?"

"No"

He sighed and looked around for a while, I could tell that he felt frustrated or maybe even a little angry.

"Is it really that bad?"

I was a bit taken aback by his question but was glad he asked nonetheless.

"Yeah" I spoke quieter than I intended to, I just felt ashamed to be in this situation.

"I bet I can help though"

"How?"

"Didn't I tell you that I have my ways?" he winked giving me a slight nudge. I usually hate it when guys act cheeky but taehyung was just so adorable. I hate how much he's been growing on me.

"Okay this is it" I said as I halted in front of my grandma's house. Taehyung stared at the garden for a while and honestly who wouldn't? My grandma does the most when it comes to the garden. She spends all of her money and time on it.

"Well let's get in then" he said heading towards the door.

I held his collar and pulled him back lightly. Idiot.

"Yeah, that's not gonna happen"

"Okay fine but daddy will be here whenever you need him" he said giving me a smirk before turning around and waving goodbye. The word 'daddy' sounded...odd in real life? I wonder if it sounds different in other situations?

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I couldn't really sleep after I got back home, I just couldn't get Taehyung out of my head. It was driving me crazy.

I was now lying on my bed and scrolling through my phone trying to get him out of mind, so I can get some sleep. A notification popped up before I could though.

1 new message from cantbetaemed.

cantbetaemed: heyyo

yurangel: dude u were just here

cantbetaemed: but i missed u ):

cantbetaemed: i had fun today btw

yurangel: me too ♥

cantbetaemed: oh my god

yurangel: i can be soft ok shut up

cantbetaemed: this is such a milestone for us

cantbetaemed: this was the first cute text that you sent me omg

cantbetaemed: thank you jesus

yurangel: u done yet?

cantbetaemed: yes

yurangel: good

cantbetaemed: so what r u doing rn

yurangel: nothing much oppa

cantbetaemed: u did not just call me that

yurangel: what? do you like daddy better?

cantbetaemed: no its not that

yurangel: then what is it oppa?

cantbetaemed: u know its really frustrating imagining u calling me that

yurangel: how is it frustrating?

cantbetaemed: im really tired today

cantbetaemed: so can u stop? please?

yurangel: why? am i making you hard oppa?

cantbetaemed: why are you doing this

It's amazing how his attitude would change based on what I called him. He was kind of dominant when I called him daddy but was the complete opposite when I called him oppa. I wasn't going to continue calling him that though since he was only a few months older than me, but I was certainly going to keep the observation that I had made in mind.

I was about to type back a reply, when I heard the door bell ring. Naturally, I went and got the broomstick that was lying on the kitchen island because this wasn't a white horror movie where I would mindlessly go to the door past midnight unarmed.

This was the perfect time and setting for a murderer to come here and slaughter us. A teenage girl and an elderly woman in a quiet neighborhood? We were such an easy target and yes I have thought about this before, but who wouldn't? Maybe it was because I watched too much horror movies and maybe its just common sense? Who knows.

I tiptoed towards the door and started to slowly open it. I then looked up to see no one else but Jimin.

"Sup sis"

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ya girl forgot how to write lol pls don't hate me for the past two updates!! ik they suck (':