He softly kissed her, his right hand on the side of her neck as his thumb caressed her ear lob. While his left hand was pressed on the back of her head bringing her closer and closer.

It was unexpected, unplanned, came naturally. But it was needed, wanted by both of them.

She pressed her hands on his chest to push him softly. When they broke the kiss, she gasped, for air and looked at him.

Damn. Can she get more beautiful? Her swollen red lips were parted as she inhaled breaths. Eyes hooded and cheeks reddened.

"Y/N," he whispered out her name as he pressed his forehead on hers. "I like you." He said.

He didn't want to hold back anymore. He didn't like to hold back anymore. He didn't need to hold back anymore.

Y/N was shocked as he looked at him. Did he just say that he likes me? She could not believe the words that left the man's mouth. But she liked it nevertheless.

Because she liked him too.

"T-Taehyung..." She trailed off as she brought her hands back from his chest and placed them on her thighs.

"Go out with me Y/N."

•

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU DIDN'T BUY ME A BIRTHDAY GIFT!" Joe screamed, his lungs almost bursting as big thick tears flowed out from his red eyes.

"And I can't believe that you still are crying while I am telling you that I bought them but I didn't bring them here and they are at home," Jimin argued back but with an exasperated tone. The father just got enough of his son's loud crying and screams.

He had been crying non-stop ever since he had remembered that his parents didn't buy him gifts in the middle of the night, ruining everyone's sleep. His parents and Taehyung and Y/N were all in the room of the crying boy.

Sham would sigh now and then, not knowing to whether scold the dad for being 'stupid' as she said, or calm down the son.

Y/N would try to comfort him only to make him cry louder, and Taehyung said nothing at all.

I don't wanna mention Haru sleeping soundly in one of the rooms, not one single bug being her guest.

"Calm down Joe, we're going back tomorrow anyway. You get to see them pretty soon." Jimin said, this time softly as he caressed his hair.

"No, you didn't even buy gifts for me! YOU ARE LYING! FUCK YOU!" The now disrespectful boy shouted and immediately looked at his dad with a pressed mouth, knowing that he said the wrong thing.

Jimin just looked at him with an expressionless face as Sham gasped and flames of fire were easy to be seen in her eyes.

"Oh shit." Taehyung cursed under his breath and Y/N's eyes widened as her mind finally told her what happened.

"Joe fucking apologize right fucking now or else I'm going to fucking slap the shit out of you!"

They all were shocked once again at the number of curses the angry Mother used in a matter of seconds. But Taehyung was smart enough to break the awkward silence which was created right after Sham's outburst.

"Sham go outside and take a breathe, yeah?" He said as he ushered the flaming woman out, then closed the door after her. "And Joe..." He firmly called out, not too angry to make the little boy scared. "Apologize right now." He said.

Joe looked up from looking down at his feet -and faced his dad. He stayed silent for a few seconds before tears flowed out all over again. "I-i'm so so sorry daddy. I promise you I will never say that thing again."

•

"No, I'm still waiting for her to come out," Taehyung said as he looked at the window of her house. "Should I knock on the door?"

"NO! Just wait dumbo. Girls are always like this. I don't know why they take too long, but anyways. Do not knock on the door or something like that. You just have to wait like a human being." Jimin said on the other line of the phone.

"Okay." He sighed. "But bro, do you think my outfit is good? I mean a suit-"

"Shush, you are taking her out for a dinner at a restaurant. Of course, a suit is needed." Jimin cut him off in between, speaking while deepening his voice trying to sound as professional as he could.

As Taehyung was about to open his mouth for a response, the door of her small house opened, revealing her in all her glory.

Taehyung got dazed at the sight of the almost illuminating girl and didn't know what Jimin was talking about in the other line at all. "Okay, bye." He said and hung up the phone before Jimin could say another word.

A simple purple dress, shoulder-length brown hair - its waves swaying with the faint wind of the evening. Light make-up didn't hide her natural beauty.

She touched a place in his heart where love goes wild.

"Hi, Taehyung." The girl of his dreams greeted, soft voice pouring into his ears like honey. Maybe something even sweeter than that.

"Hi," he said. The flowers. Give her the flowers idiot. "Oh- um-" He paused, not knowing where he put them while waiting for her. He looked around as Y/N looked at him in confusion.

His eyebrows were joined and his lower lip was pushed out in a pout. Is this even possible? He's cute and handsome at the same time.

"What are you looking for?"

"Eh- flowers. I don't know where-"

She chuckled, cutting his sentence as well as his movements off. "Y/N don't laugh at me!" He whined out, completely frustrated.

"It's in your hands, idiot." She said.

He looked down at his right hand at the speed of light and saw his grip around the bouquet.

•

"Did I tell you that you look stunning tonight?" The man asked the woman across from him.

A faint pink dusted her cheeks at his comment, and she focused on the menu of foods in her hands instead.

He chuckled softly at her reaction.

"Can I take your orders?"

"Yeah. A couple set meal, please."

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Hi, y'all. How r u guys doing?

I'm so fucking sorry for the late update and even more sorry for the shitty chapter.

There is a bitch, called school -you know? And that certain bitch fucked up my mind.

I had to end the chapter at that point or else I wouldn't be able to finish this chapter till the end of my life.

And since my main focus is on my other collab book, I couldn't write this chapter perfectly.

I promise the next chapter will better! I won't disappoint😏

Love you all.

-Taehyung's Soulmate.