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[TEAM FOUR] His Favorite Things
Hello!!!!
Really sorry this took a while. Work has been really bad and toxic and I couldnt write at all. Im so sorry again!
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bluedreaming you are next!
"Favorite color?"
Jimin returns the question, perplexed at this stranger suddenly asking him questions from a grade school student's slumbook. They're in the train, specifically southbound going from Roosevelt to Pedro Gil. Jimin woke up especially early just so he can secure a seat because God knows he'd tolerate standing up on his way to a work he despises already.
The least Jimin needs now is a random stranger suddenly asking him what his favorite color is.
"Yeah," The stranger gives him a boxy grin that is way too much for a 6AM train ride. "What's your favorite color?"
The train isn't full with a lot of empty seats still available. The seats in front of Jimin are even bare, so he doesn't even understand why this guy, this really handsome yet odd guy, is beside Jimin. The train conductor announces that the train is leaving and reminds the passengers to mind their belongings. Jimin holds his bag closer to his stomach.
"Uh...why?"
Jimin doesn't even know why he's continuing to engage with this person. For all he knows, this guy could be a literal daylight robber. They are in Manila for fuck's sakes, anything can happen.
"Well you look a little blue, so I wanted to…" The guy brushes his hair with his fingers and smolders. Or attempts to smolder anyway. "say yellow, my name is Taehyung and maybe I can turn that frown upside down?"
What.
The.
Fuck.
The train pulls to a stop at Balintawak station while Jimin still registers what this guy just said to him. There are few passengers onboarding the train, but the seats are mostly full now. A lady sits on Jimin's other side which makes him adjust his seat, but he just ends up sitting closer to Taehyung.
Jimin is still astounded by this Taehyung guy. Who in their right mind would flirt at 6AM when every person in the world have yet to fully wake up. Jimin watches as the smolder quickly transitions to frown then a pout.
He's cute. Like a small child in a beautiful man's body.
"Sorry. Should I have not said that?" Taehyung asks as the train starts to move. Jimin loses his balance a bit and Taehyung holds him by the shoulders to prevent him from falling off his seat.
Jimin mutters his thanks and smiles at Taehyung. It's a shy smile. Or is it an awkward smile? At this point, Jimin's more worried about his ears turning beet red.
"It's okay," He informs Taehyung. "I guess I was just not expecting it, you know?" He sounds loud in the otherwise quiet train ride and it's making him too conscious of everything.
The way the lady beside him is looking at him and Taehyung. The way the old man in front of him is staring at him. The way the morning sunlight reflects on Taehyung's golden skin. The way Taehyung looks at him hopefully, like a kitten waiting in vain.
"Well if anything, the men who doesn't have the courage to ask you out are not worth your time," Taehyung is back to being his confident self.
Really sorry this took a while. Work has been really bad and toxic and I couldnt write at all. Im so sorry again!
bluedreaming you are next!"Favorite color?"
Jimin returns the question, perplexed at this stranger suddenly asking him questions from a grade school student's slumbook. They're in the train, specifically southbound going from Roosevelt to Pedro Gil. Jimin woke up especially early just so he can secure a seat because God knows he'd tolerate standing up on his way to a work he despises already.
The least Jimin needs now is a random stranger suddenly asking him what his favorite color is.
"Yeah," The stranger gives him a boxy grin that is way too much for a 6AM train ride. "What's your favorite color?"
The train isn't full with a lot of empty seats still available. The seats in front of Jimin are even bare, so he doesn't even understand why this guy, this really handsome yet odd guy, is beside Jimin. The train conductor announces that the train is leaving and reminds the passengers to mind their belongings. Jimin holds his bag closer to his stomach.
"Uh...why?"
Jimin doesn't even know why he's continuing to engage with this person. For all he knows, this guy could be a literal daylight robber. They are in Manila for fuck's sakes, anything can happen.
"Well you look a little blue, so I wanted to…" The guy brushes his hair with his fingers and smolders. Or attempts to smolder anyway. "say yellow, my name is Taehyung and maybe I can turn that frown upside down?"
What.
The.
Fuck.
The train pulls to a stop at Balintawak station while Jimin still registers what this guy just said to him. There are few passengers onboarding the train, but the seats are mostly full now. A lady sits on Jimin's other side which makes him adjust his seat, but he just ends up sitting closer to Taehyung.
Jimin is still astounded by this Taehyung guy. Who in their right mind would flirt at 6AM when every person in the world have yet to fully wake up. Jimin watches as the smolder quickly transitions to frown then a pout.
He's cute. Like a small child in a beautiful man's body.
"Sorry. Should I have not said that?" Taehyung asks as the train starts to move. Jimin loses his balance a bit and Taehyung holds him by the shoulders to prevent him from falling off his seat.
Jimin mutters his thanks and smiles at Taehyung. It's a shy smile. Or is it an awkward smile? At this point, Jimin's more worried about his ears turning beet red.
"It's okay," He informs Taehyung. "I guess I was just not expecting it, you know?" He sounds loud in the otherwise quiet train ride and it's making him too conscious of everything.
The way the lady beside him is looking at him and Taehyung. The way the old man in front of him is staring at him. The way the morning sunlight reflects on Taehyung's golden skin. The way Taehyung looks at him hopefully, like a kitten waiting in vain.
"Well if anything, the men who doesn't have the courage to ask you out are not worth your time," Taehyung is back to being his confident self.