Chapter 12

Taehee's POV

Jimin looked up at me shyly, allowing his hand to interlace with mine. His cheeks tinted red and his shoulders tense.

Still startled, I loosely held his hand as I allowed my face to go red. My heart was beating loudly and I was afraid that he could hear it. "Well, do you want to hang out tomorrow?" He asked nervously.

He brushed my hair to the side before leaning in closer so I could feel his hot breath on my skin. "Oppa, is this a date?"

Without hesitation Jimin nodded before pulling a bit away from me. "It's okay if you -" I covered his mouth with my fingers and looked up at him, "I'll go." I could feel Jimin's lips forming a small smile under my slender fingers.

As I removed my hand away from Jimin's mouth, he stood up slowly and headed to the door.

"Tomorrow at 2pm. Let's meet up at the cafe in front of the train station."

I nodded as he left the room. Still shocked, I squealed and curled up into a ball as I hugged Honey in my arms.

A date with the one and only Park Jimin.

But that's when it hit me. I have a date with the one and only Park Jimin and I have no idea what to wear.

Solbi was the first person to come to mind to help me but I knew she was busy with work today so I didn't want to bother her with my problems. I walked out of my room and knocked on Taehyung's door. He opened the door, smiling as he saw that it was me knocking on his door. He invited me into his room which I hesitantly accepted.

I was careful not to step on the mysterious green and purple stains on the floor as I made my way to his desk chair.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he sat of his bed, across me.

I played with my fingers as I looked down to my hands. "I kind of my a date with Jimin tomorrow." I muttered softly.

Taehyung pursued his lips before his lips formed a sly smirk. He nudged me on my shoulder, "oh so you're boasting to your brother now?" He teased.

I shook my head, "I need you help to choose me an outfit for tomorrow."

Taehyung jumped up from his spot which caught me by surprise as he pulled me into a hug. He nuzzled my head with his, roughly, messing up my hair.

Without much of a reaction I just allowed Taehyung to continue what he was doing.

"My younger sister is being taken away from me. Remember Kim Taehyung will always be more important than Park Jimin!" He stated briefly before resuming to nuzzle my head. I pouted as I tried pulling away but that only made Taehyung hug me tighter and nuzzled my head rougher than before. I sighed, before silently laughing to myself.

"So are you helping me?" I pulled away slowly and fixed my hair.

Taehyung nodded vigorously,"I'm going to make you so beautiful Jimin would want to be my brother in law."

I laughed a little and my eyes roamed around his room until it eyed the massive amount of magazines.

Clearly on each cover there was the same model, even though they were all different magazine companies, Taehyung seemed to only have the issues where that model appears.

Odd as it was I didn't mention it.

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On the next morning it was quiet and peaceful. Birds singing and the sun shining but not not too brightly.

I snuggled closer into my bed, inhaling the sweet scent of clean sheets and covers,

The door of bedroom swung wide open as I jumped up in surprise. Taehyung waltzed inside with a bag of make-up and a curling wand in his hand. I rubbed my eye tiredly as he pulled me out of bed.

Taehyung jumped on my bed like kid on Christmas.

I looked at him in disgust as I pushed him harshly off my bed, "did you even wash your feet?"

He smiled cheekily and that was all I needed for an answer to my question.

"Come on Taehee we need to get you ready!" Taehyung dragged me to my bathroom, helping me put toothpaste onto my tooth brush.

Brushing it slowly as I was still half asleep, I guess Taehyung got tired and eventually was the one brushing my teeth for me. He pulled out of the bathroom after washing my face and pushed me into my room. "I chose your outfit for you, it's on your bed." He smiled as he closed the door, allowing me to change.

On my bed there was a floral skirt, white shirt, a belt and a jacket. My eyebrows knitted, wondering why Taehyung chose such cute clothes for someone like me.

Without wasting another second because I didn't be late I changed into the clothes.

After opening the door, Taehyung looked from up to down and gave me a thumbs up. He he walked into my room and made me sit down on the chair.

He took out his make up tools and began taking out all sorts of make up and applying to my face. After that he curled my hair lightly as I watched him amazed of his skills. Lastly he got out a case of contacts and threw away my newly bought glasses.

Taehyung handed me a mirror, wiped his sweat and waited for my reaction to the reflection.

I stared at my reflection in awe.

"Is this really me?" I asked, not believing this pretty girl in the mirror was me. "Since when did you get so good at this?" His smile dropped and he pursued his lips before smiling sadly once again.

"Some persistent bratty girl from Daegu taught me." He answered, his eyes mellow from the memory.

"Wow when Jimin did my make up I still looked completely the same." I stated as I remembered when Jimin told me I was beautiful to him no matter what happens.

"Well Jimin doesn't know how to apply girl makeup, he's never done that before."

Without noticing I felt happy a little, knowing that I was the first girl Jimin did makeup on. Taehyung noticed my sudden happiness, smirked and decided to poke fun of it. I frosned and smacked him lightly on the arm.

Of course he overreacted like usual and pretended to cry over nothing.

Knowing that I didn't care about his performance, he straightened his imaginary tie. "Shall you head off to go meet your future boyfriend?" I smacked his arm again in embarrassment, "yah he's not my boyfriend."

Taehyung rolled his eyes and looked away, "that's why I said future boyfriend." He mocked me quietly.

"Aish you're hopeless."

"No I'm not, I have Hobi hyung."

"Yeah that's right you do," he smirked proudly, "because you kissed him passionately in front of thousands of people. Is it true you stuck your tongue into Hoseok's mouth too?"

His cheeks flared and he covered my mouth from further talking about his embarrassing days as a rookie in the idol world.

My laugh as muffled but still audible. He let go and allowed me to laugh on the floor, rolling around like a maniac. I couldn't help myself and continued laughing at Taehyung who was getting more annoyed by the second.

After my laughter died down Taehyung was pouting. "Aw come on Taehyung I was only joking." I placed my hand on his shoulder but he swatted it off and glared at me like I was his enemy.

Trying my best not to burst out laughing, I bit my lower lip.

For a while I managed to keep a straight face but slowly the corners of my lips tugged up, firming a small smile.

But then I remembered what Kang Hani had said yesterday to me.

"Hey Taehyung," he didn't respond as he was still pretending to be angry at me, "what did you say to Kang Hani?"

" I didn't say anything." I raised an eyebrow as he sighed loudly.

With hesitation Taehyung shoulder's tensed up, "I found out Kang Hani had quite some embarrassing school pictures when she was young. I got some friends to share her third grade pictures."

As much as I felt bad for Kang Hani, I wanted to smile and shed tears of joy that she finally left me alone.

Taehyung poked my cheek, "are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" His shoulders fell and he gave out a sigh of relief. Sure I don't agree with 'blackmail' but I certainly know he was only sticking out to help me. "Just be careful, you're an idol you can't be out doing stuff like that."

He shrugged and gave a goofy smile, "I said I would always have your back."

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I sat nervously in the cafe. I had come twenty minutes earlier than our meeting time so here I was sitting in a table for two by myself.

A few guys around me was pointing and smirking my way. Each time I looked at them back they winked at me. Not knowing what to do I politely smiled and looked away so I didn't send them the wrong signals.

Did I really look that weird still?

"Hey, what's a pretty girl like you sitting in a cafe alone?" He wriggled his eyebrows and sat in the seat I was reserving for Jimin.

"Ah I'm meeting a friend here." He rolled his eyes at my reply and cupped my face with his hands. I wanted to smack them away but I also didn't want to be rude to a stranger.

"Why don't you ditch your buddy and come hang out with me instead."

"Why you don't you get off my seat before I punch you down to the ground, buddy."

Jimin pulled me away from that guy and glared at him. The guy matched Jimin's deadly glare but then I held Jimin's hand which softened his tense facial muscles. "Oppa lets go!" I pulled him away before he could start a fight.

I pulled him to the closet park I could fine and sat down on the bench. It was harder than I thought to wear heels even though they were quite short.

While looking up, I noticed Jimin eyeing me from head to toe. His mouth partially open and eyes widened.

I looked away, embarrassed. "Do I look that bad?" I asked playing with the curled ends of my hair. Jimin shook his head and sat down next to me.

Our shoulders touched, "actually now that I'm looking at you properly you're really pretty."

"Thank you." I cracked a small smile and leaned in closer to Jimin. "So what did you have plan for today?" Jimin stood up and jumped in the air excitedly.

"We're going to go lunch first, I'm starving." I laughed and nodded at him as he rubbed his stomach cutely. He held out his hand to me and I gladly took it. As he took me to the place we were eating lunch I noticed how big his hand was compared to my tiny hand. Jimin wasn't the most handsomest person in the world but I didn't care.

Sure he was quite short nor was he the sharpest pencil in the pencil box.

But Jimin's okay with being just Jimin.

We ended up in this small korean barbecue restaurant nearby. Jimin seemed to know the owner as they were talking like they've known each other for a long time.

The grandma led us to a small round table and asked what we wanted. I didn't really know what to order so I let Jimin order for me too. As usual we made small conversation, learning about each other's hobbies and likes or dislikes.

After a while I excused myself to go to the bathroom as my stomachs was hurting badly.

I sighed and sat down on the toilet. After doing my business I noticed something on my underwear.

A small red stain.

I widened my eyes, not believing that I had it a week earlier than I expected it to be, so I didn't have sanitary pads.

Ruffling my hair messily I heard a faint but audible knock. "Taehee are you okay?" I recognised Jimin's voice and swallowed my saliva as I knew Jimin was the only person I could ask for help.

"Oppa, can you do me a big favour?"

"Yes of course, did something happen?" My cheeks flared as I clenched my fist tightly. "Can you go buy me sanitary pads?"

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Jimin's POV

So here I was, on a date buying sanitary pads in a convenient store. I didn't really understand the meaning on the packaging, light? Heavy?

Plus why the heck is there so many different brands, colours and patterns?

Geez they're all used for the same thing, aren't they?

A few girls around me giggled as I stood hopelessly in front of the women's section.

My white skin turned pink but I swallowed my pride and picked up just a bunch of different ones. I dashed off to the cashier who smiled at me, "did your girlfriend have a little accident on your date?"

"She's not my girlfriend." Her mouth formed an 'o'. "But she must be quite special if you're buying her something this embarrassing."

I nodded, "yeah she's quite special."

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Author's Note

So it's my birthday tomorrow. I wanted to update tomorrow but I'm out at a beach house and might not have any wifi.