I know that I'm not supposed to trust strangers, but there is something about Taehyung, that my heart is telling me to trust.
"Taehyung?" I asked, as we walked towards his house.
"What year were you born?"
"1997. So you're my hyung." I smiled softly, as my words left my mouth.
"Hey what are you thinking about Jungkook-ah?" Taehyung asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I shook my head softly, and smiled at him.
"Just how you don't look like you'd be my hyung." I chuckled, when Taehyung pouted, and he lightly hit my arm.
"Yah! Respect your elders!" He said, while laughing, which made me laugh.