As I stood before my closet, my mind was a messroom of uncertainty. The clothes seemed to blur together in a chaotic mix of colors and textures. What should I bring? The questions swirled in my head like a bucket of anxiety.
Should I bring this one? No. Should I bring that one? No. I thought about the shorts I had bought, but then I considered the long ones too. I didn't have any new clothes, so I had to make do with the shorts I already had. After trying them on, I decided to pack four outfits, just in case. Three days, four outfits – that should be enough.
I quickly zipped up my bag, making sure not to forget my lipstick. As I carried my bag out of the room, my mom asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm staying over at Mimi's house," I replied, trying to sound casual.
"Why do you need to stay with her?" my mom asked, raising an eyebrow.
I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "We have something to discuss," I said finally.
My mom looked at me skeptically. "I know you're lying," she said, her voice firm.
"i am not"i said in denial
"but Mimi just left here "jimin spoke
"yah."i glared with my eyes
"sucy.you could at least look for a rich man over there"
I felt my face grow hot with embarrassment. I quickly grabbed my bag and headed out the door. "I'll see you soon" I said, trying to sound cheerful.
"Please, thank you, love you, bye," I whispered to my mom trying to calm her racing thoughts.
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As she left her house, she made her way to the CEO's mansion. She dragged her suitcase to the corner of the grand foyer, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of him.
That's when she saw him - yoongi, the CEO, sitting on the couch, wearing a casual cordura outfit that seemed to accentuate his chiseled features. His eyes were fixed on something in his hand, and he seemed oblivious to her presence.
She felt her heart skip a beat as she took in the sight of him. Her breathing slowed, and she felt like she was frozen in time.
Finally, she managed to break free from her trance-like state and walked towards him. "Hi, I'm here," she said, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in her stomach.
yoongi looked up, his eyes locking onto hers, and a small smile played on his lips. "Welcome," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I've been expecting you."
Yoongi's eyes locked onto hers, and he smiled, his lips curling up in a gentle smile.
She felt a flutter in her chest as she tried to respond, but her voice caught in her throat. "Ah, ah, ah...where can I drop my load?" she stuttered.
Yoongi chuckled. "Sorry, someone will come get it."
Before she could even respond, a staff member appeared out of nowhere and whisked away her suitcase. She was left standing alone with Yoogi, feeling a little disoriented.
She couldn't help but wonder if she was already losing his interest. Had she made a mistake by coming here? The thought sent a pang of anxiety through her chest....
I slowly sat down, trying to appear calm despite the turmoil inside. Yoongi didn't say a word, his eyes fixed on me with an unreadable expression.
i was scared to talk i didn't know what to say .this was the first time i have been so silent .i didn't know what i should do to gain his attention.....i became so nervous and scared since i was thinking so hard to say. my face was a little red
"Are you scared?" he asked finally, his voice low and husky breaking the silence ... maybe he had noticed my reaction
I shook my head, trying to appear nonchalant. "No, I'm not scared."
Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "You weren't bored this morning, but now that you're here, you're scared."
I scratched my head, trying to play it cool. "I'm not scared. That's just how I am."
then stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate. He walked towards me, his eyes locked on mine, and I felt my heart racing in my chest.
He moved closer and closer, his breath washing over my face, and I felt like I was drowning in his presence. All I could see was his face, his eyes, and his lips which shivers down my spine.
I shook my head, trying to maintain my bravado. "No, I'm not scared of you."
his lips curled up into a smile, and he leaned in closer, his mouth inches from mine. I felt like I was frozen in time, unable to move or breathe.
And then, just as suddenly, he pulled back, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'll be right back," he said, turning to leave.
I let out a shaky breath, feeling like I'd just escaped a near-miss. But as I watched him walking away, I couldn't help but wonder what he had planned next.
As I let out a sigh of relief, I watched him walk away, wondering what he had planned next. A few minutes later, he returned, holding a cup of coffee.
"What are you going to do to make me date you?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
I hesitated, taken aback by the question. "Ehm, well...I was thinking..." I stuttered.
then he chuckled. "so for me to date you or lets say for you to date me ,i am going to do some things?"
I nodded, recalling our previous conversation. "so the first thing is for me to .."i said hoping my trick will work. Mimi had advised me earlier , so will it work because it sound so childish than romantic
his smile was a little brighter. "That's right. And I think it's time you start now?"
I felt a surge of panic. "Oh, yes...I mean, I can try it now..." I stuttered.
Yungi laughed. "Good. Let's get started then. You cant cook .lasttime you cut your finger, cried because of onions and also splash me with oil "
"i can now " the. I nodded, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Okay...but please, don't expect too much. I'm not exactly a skilled chef."
Yoongi grinned. "I'm not worried about you but my body or even my kitchen. I'm sure you are going to burn our kitchen as an experiment.. or maybe touch my body with some ice again" after speaking that i was ashamed.so he knows me so well now .
"so you ate not worried about me getting hurt''
"???"
"then why did you cut your shirt when i cut my finger "
"???"
"or stay close to me and join me cut th onion with your body placed on my back or when you saved me oil ,and still you say you are not worried about me "
"i hate seeing someone getting hurt"
so he is kind but why does his handsome face makes him look like he wanted to have a world alone without anyone in there