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"Are you (Y/n)?"
Your whole body turned red. From embarrassment and from anger. You didn't know which one to show though. "I-I..I- yes!" You sputtered. This was too much for you to handle. You didn't do well with eyes staring you down, especially those belonging to BTS. You mentally cursed Taehyung for this. Taehyung let out a slight giggle. "Wow, you've grown quite prettier after the years went by- OW!" He hissed. Hoseok flicked the back of his head harshly.
"Now, that's not something you should say to a very gorgeous young lady." They both exchanged silent bickering before Taehyung went to fixate his gaze on you. His very light brown hair covered his eyes slightly. The sight of him was making butterflies appear in your stomach. "Nice- here you go!" You squeaked and handed everyone their drinks. You headed out to the back, closing the door and you sat down to control your breathing.
"It's alright, (Y/n), just think of it as another day and another customer..besides, he's too busy to even talk to anyone, let alone you." You whispered to yourself. "Ah, excuse me.." You turned your head and saw Taehyung waving at you from the register. You grumbled and stood up, rushing out to meet him. "Here's my number." He handed you a piece of paper with his number on it. Or it could be one of his pranks again. Maybe it's a number of a middle aged man that is a pervert. No- why would he have a middle aged perverted man's number?
You hesitantly took the paper, eyeing him carefully. His eyes were fixated on how your small finger slightly touched his. Then, his eyes gazed up your body to meet yours. "Did I do something?" He questioned. That was the last straw. "D-Do something? You embarrassed me! In front of everyone!" You snapped. The members were surprised at your outburst, but did nothing to stop it; although Namjoon was ready to walk up to Taehyung and pull him away at any time. You noticeably saw him flinch. His earrings dangling and moving with his body.
"Listen (Y/n)..I don't have anymore time to explain, but I want you to text me so I can tell you why that happened. Please.." He pleaded, large hands engulfing yours. You pulled yours back to your chest quickly. "Fine. I swear if this is another prank-"
"It's not! I promise! I just want to explain to you about everything!" His hands flew up in a defensive way. "Alright..I'll talk to you later. Good luck with your performance." With that, you went into the back as they got ready to leave. Taehyung's gaze lingered on you more than it should have before walking out the door to follow his members.