I couldn't help but sigh in discontent as I threw another outfit to the floor of my already-messy room.

"God, why am I treating this like its a date? He's a fucking client." I groaned as I started at myself in the mirror.

My hair was disheveled from hours of pacing, trying to look perfect for my appointment with Taehyung.

I checked my watch and sighed once more. Ten minutes until he's supposed to pick me up.

I wanted to scream, but held it in as I scrambled back to my closet.

"No, too red, not red enough, too hot, too gay, nope, this is not it," I mumbled with every article of clothing.

On my last shirt, I smiled, instantly taking it off the hanger.

I threw on a white graphic tee with the top I found placed on top. To go with it, I grabbed a pair of my favorite skinny jeans and some black shoes.

Two minutes.

Although that time constraint was crumbled as I heard my doorbell.

I groaned as I ran to the bathroom, hurriedly buttoning my pants, to fix my hair. I ran my fingers through my hair, hoping it looked sufficient enough.

I ran out of my room and towards the front door, stopping a few steps away to catch my breath and straighten up.

I took in a deep breath as I opened the door, giving Taehyung a soft smile.

"Hey Taehyung!"

He giggled. "You know, if you needed more time to get ready, you could've told me instead of running around in there."

My ears turned red as I nodded sheepishly, locking my door and headed to his car.

I smiled at Yeontan, who sat on the front seat with his nose out the window. "Hey Tannie! Mind if I sit there?" I tilted my head to the side as I spoke.

As I went to grab the handle, I heard a quiet growl, making me chuckle. "Really, Yeontan?"

I tried again, getting the same results as before.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook-ah. He's being extra fiesty today, not wanting to share me with anyone."

I nodded in understanding, giving up the fight and climbing into the backseat.

As Taehyung drove, I found myself admiring him. His long hair curled perfectly against the sides and back of his neck. His skin glistened against the sunlight. The sight of his hands gripping the steering wheel was like a dream, those long fingers draping delicately over the wheel. NO I DIDNT MENTION THE LONG FINGERS FOR THAT YOU FUCKING PERVS LMAO

"Jungkook?"

"Hmm?"

"I really like your outfit today. It brings out your body."

I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Um, thank you?"

He shook his head, his eyes still on the road but a soft smile on his lips. "No! I mean because normally you wear baggy clothes, so it's nice to see that you actually have a thin waist, and that you clearly workout your thigh muscles a lot."

I chuckle, shrugging lightly. I took a mental note to wear this style of clothing again when I see him, since he seems to like it.

••••

As I was about to get out of the car to go back inside my house after a successful training with Yeontan, I stopped and turned to look at Taehyung.

"Did you, um, want to come in? I have coffee and tea."

Taehyung gave me a sad smile before shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Jungkook, but I'm actually running late for something as is since it took so long to get you home."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, forcing a smile. "That's okay! Maybe another time. Um, I'll let you go then! Bye Tannie."

I climbed out of the car, not turning back to see his face. I didn't want him to see my vulnerability.

But even after I closed my door, I noticed that he still hadn't left his spot in front of my house.

I closed the curtain with a sigh, forcing the tears back inside so I didn't have to admit the truth about the way I'm feeling.

•••••

^The outfit he wore