Red Is For...

Red Is For...

Prompt: "i don't know why you love me. that's why I love you."

Summary: When you wake up and you discover mother nature has decided to remind you that you're a healthy woman while you're in bed with your boyfriend, you end up projecting your frustration and embarrassment in a not so loving way onto him.

Pairing: Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Light Angst. Fluff 🤢 Boyfriend! Taehyung.

Wordcount: 3.2K

Warning: Period. Brief mentions of vaginal blood here and there. Nothing to be alert of really.

A/N: hey friends ! I hope you like this and have a nice day 💜 please drop by ask box and ask me anything, I'd like someone to talk to me hehe anyways enjoy 💃🏾

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“No no no....” You mutter to yourself like a mantra as you stare at it in disbelief.

There. The prominent red splotch against the white sheets.

This can’t be happening, especially not now.

Your eyes quickly dart to Taehyung who lays fast asleep beside you, lips slightly parted as he snores lightly.

“I can do this.” You laugh nervously as you attempt to device a plan to change the sheets without waking up Taehyung but optimally you realise it’s useless.

You sigh in defeat as you bury your face in your palm and you feel tears threatening to pour. This was so embarrassing for you.

Just then, you feel Taehyung shift and you straighten up, panic filled eyes jerking to his figure but you sigh in relief when you realise he just changed his sleeping position and is now facing away from you with his back turned to you.

An imaginary lightbulb appears above your head as you realise you should seize the opportunity.

You slowly get off the bed, using the blanket to cover the deep scarlet stain as you head to the toilet.

You'll deal with that later, you need to get some pads or tampons, whatever was available since you recalled that you were running really low last time.

After that, you will wake up Taehyung and guide his sleepy figure into the kitchen and sit him down on the dining table before quickly running back in and taking off the sheets and putting them aside to clean when he leaves for work. The perfect plan.

But as you search through the only cabinet in the whole house your lady toiletries were kept, you find nothing in the little space reserved for your lady essentials.

This can’t be happening.

Without a care for the sleeping ball of sunshine ( or two plus Yeontan) on the other side of the door, you start rummaging through all the cabinets and drawers like a mad woman, the amount of noise and ruckus you were making going unheard by you.

It is when you hear a few knocks on the door followed by a familiar raspy morning voice calling for you in concern that you freeze.

“Y/N?”

For the second time, your heart drops to your feet.

Shit.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” He calls again and you don’t respond, you feel your vision blur as your hands shake.

You’re so embarrassed, he probably already saw the blood stain and thinks it’s gross and thinks you're gross.

“Y/N is there anything you need ? Can I help?” He asks softer this time and you can’t help but burst into sob into the palm of your hands.

“Go away! Get lost ! ” you shout instinctively, immediately regretting your choice of words to keep Taehyung at bay while you go through a mental breakdown.

You want to apologize and tell him you don't mean it like that but you don't, instead you wait intently as you stare at the door for him to say something but he doesn’t.

Instead you hear footsteps walking away after some time before you hear some rather chaotic shuffling that then ceases before you hear the front door opening and shutting.

You feel somewhat dejected, maybe he was waiting for you to tell him to get lost so he really could get lost and not have to deal with your panicked, hormonal state. Why were you even sad about it? Isn’t this what you usually wanted anyway? To be alone during times like this and not have his hands all over you for cuddles he never seemed to be too old or tired for as all you craved was personal space?

Your shoulders slump as you sigh and press your back against the cold time walls. Maybe you would wait here until Taehyung leaves for work and then clean the sheets and come back here and never leave. You could live in here, you muse as you look around the modern but simple and clean toilet. The bath tub seemed a comfortable place to sleep in.

Just as you were getting a little too deep into your immature child like thoughts, you were brought back into the dreaded reality by a couple of knocks on the door.

“Who is there?” you asks almost expectantly.

“It’s me of course silly.” Taehyung chuckles and you feel heat rise to your cheeks. Of course, who else could it be.

“I thought I told you to go-" you begin, your pride and refusal to feel embarrassed twice in his presence this morning alone but he beats you to it.

“I’m not going. Open the door.” He says firmly and you feel a shudder run down your spine at the tone and command in his voice but still you have to stay your ground.

“Or what?” you challenge and you almost miss the low huff from him on the other side of the door.

“I’ll break down this door.” He shrugs and you gulp. He really could considering the fact he almost did that the last time front door couldn't get unlocked and he was only half drunk then. Imagine him sober in the morning with fresh surges of energy running through his veins.

So knowing his words aren't empty threats, you slowly walk to the door.

You crack it open just a little bit, your one eye peeping through and looking at Taehyung who contrary to the tone he was using, was smiling warmly at you.

“W-what do you want ?” you stutter as you shift under his gaze.

“Here.” He says as he passes you a plastic bag. He went to the store?

You furrow your brows as you open the crack a little wider to squeeze a hand through and take the package from Taehyung, who immediately walks off when you do.

“Hey, what’s this-" you begin but he cuts you off again.

“Take your time, but I bought food and it could get cold so song take too long~” he sing songs as he smiles at you with that boxy grin one last time before shutting the room, leaving you in a puzzled daze.

“What the-" you begin as you rummage through the plastic bag but your words are caught in your throat as you look at the clear plastic wrapped box you knew all too well with your mouth wide open.

You take it out, it’s just the one you use. You can’t help the way your cheeks burn, this time not from embarrassment. Rather from the way your heart felt so full and warm, affecting your whole body as you imagine Taehyung running to the store and searching for the right pack that were honestly hard to find, and then walking up to the cash register and paying for it, just for you.

Taehyung, your boyfriend, went and bought pads for you. And he didn’t mess up.

You immediately feel guilty for his you were behaving towards him and frown.

You need to apologize and thank him.

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When you are done freshening up and changing you walk into the kitchen to find Taehyung on his phone on the kitchen counter, the boxed meal on the table in their respective plastic bags untouched.

When he notices your presence he beams at you as he puts his phone down on the cold tiled top.

You smile awkwardly as you join him, suddenly not knowing how to act around him.

“I heated it up a little again, hope it’s warm enough?” He says as he pushed your container closer to you, the aroma of the warm meal already appetizing.

You gasp when you open it up and you see what the dish is. Some thing that would be so hard to find at this time of the day, something that you always craved during your period. Yet, it was right here in front of you.

You can’t help but lick your lip as your mouth watered.

“You should eat it before it gets cold.” He chuckles as he observes your expression, finding it extremely cute.

Your cheeks get heated as you pout. You clear your throat as you reach for your spoon and fork, trying to eat gracefully but failing mid way and digging into the meal like you’ve been starved for a whole week.

You clear you throat, not sure if you should address your curiosity over a wholesome breakfast but you knew you had to or else it would eat you alive and by the way Taehyung was looking at you with a raised brow, you knew he knew you wanted to say something. After all, you were tapping the table top and biting the inside of your cheek.

“How did you know?” you blurt out, not needing or wanting to elaborate further on the question and thanking the heavens Taehyung understood what you meant.

“We have the couple’s tracking app remember ?” He beams as he flashes his phone ahead of you and you let out a short laugh.

“It said you should've started tomorrow but I guess it's not very accurate. Maybe you forgot your menstruation would be coming soon.” He shrugs and you bite your lip. He was extremely chill about this. It’s not like Taehyung has never been around when you were on your period. You personally pushed him away so he wasn’t present for the most of it, except for times where you would literally force him to be in your shared apartment by an ultimatum because of the sudden urge for him to be in your presence.

“I kind of did, but thank god you remembered and saved me,” you smile sheepishly and Taehyung chuckles, poking at his food before he shoves a spoon full worth of noodles into his mouth, almost choking to which you laughed wholeheartedly at, gaining a pout from him before he joined you in a fit of laughter.

“Aren’t you going to work today?” you ask once you are done eating, beginning to collect the dishes and containers but Taehyung beats you to It, making you chuckle as he heads to the rubbish chute and disposes of the trash and saves the steel spoons and forks you both had switch to midway the meal because the plastic ones have snapped.

“Nope. I’m staying in today.” He shrug as he puts on an apron and you almost chuckle at the fact that he's all geared up just to wash a couple of spoons and forks but something else is itching in the back of your mind.

“Why?” you furrow your brows, the question coming out before you even processed it in your mind. You regret it immediately because you might just know why, images of a sobbing you booming through the phone, demanding Taehyung's presence next to you and threatening to lock him out for the rest of the day (which you really have done multiple times) if he doesn't come that instant. You really were a witch, especially when you were menstruating and poor Tae was your little victim.

You hear Taehyung chuckle as he glances over his shoulder , getting the gist of what you were thinking of.

“Don’t worry, I'll go in tomorrow.” He says as he turns on the tap and begins washing the utensils.

You suddenly feel an overwhelming wave of emotions swimming through your heart and soon enough your vision is blurry.

Without hesitating, you wobble towards him, enveloping him in a back hug.

“Thank You,” you say in a small voice as you press your cheek into his back which vibrates as he chuckles.

“You don’t need to thank me for things like this Y/N,” he says and you feel tears begin to fall down your cheeks, soaking the fabric of his t shirt.

“No. I do. Thank you for everything. And sorry. I can be such an annoying bitchy brat sometimes and you put up with it to this day. You deserve so much more but you don't leave me. Thank you for staying, and loving and care for me. Thank You.” You confess into his back.

Taehyung stays still, not responding. You begin to panic as you take your arms off his figure.

He abruptly reaches to the back of his neck and unties his apron, taking it off and putting it over the marble counter.

When he turns, you gasp. Stern dark eyes look down at you. He’s serious.

“Don’t ever say anything like that ever again.” He says, voice low and deep and you avoid his gaze.

“It’s true though. I didn't say anything wrong.” You retort still with a pout, even in this situation.

“Y/N,” Taehyung sighs as he cups your cheek and makes you face him.

“Yes, I love you and care for you. But I want to stay with you, I don't have to ‘put up’ with you because i never got tired with you to begin with, I never will. You’re the best person in the world and I'm so glad I found you, there's no where else I'd rather be so why would I leave ?” He says with a low laugh to lighten the mood and you can’t help but smile.

“Look, Y/N, I appreciate your thanks and everything but you don't need to say them. Even if you don't, I know you're happy. And I'm not doing this just because I’m a ‘kind person’, it’s because I love you a lot and want to do everything for you to make you feel better and happy and help as much as I can all the time as your boyfriend.” He confesses, pressing his forehead against yours as you look up at him through your lashes, your heart fluttering in your chest while butterflies somersault in your belly, which to be honest your not sure if it’s because of Taehyung’s words or the fact that you were menstruating and your uterus walls were literally falling apart.

“Tae...” You breathe out, feeling tears threaten to spill again and just as soon a drop falls, he wipes it away with his thumb with a small smile.

When your bottom lips start quivering Taehyung chuckles, pulling you into his embrace as you cry your heart out in his chest. You don’t even know why you were crying but it felt so good to be in Taehyung's arms while he soothes down your hair and whispers loving words in your ears while you did so you had no problem.

After a while, you calm down. Sobs reduced to nothing but hiccups. That’s when Taehyung speaks again.

“Y/N?” He calls as his large palms smooths up and down your back, making you melt further into his chest.

“Hmm?” you hum as through your barely opened lips while your eyes are lightly shut.

“I hope you know you’re not a bratty bitch.” He says and you smile.

“Thanks.” You snort and he chuckles.

“But you can be a bit of a brat sometimes...” He muses and you tut your tongue, pulling away from the hug to smack his chest playfully.

“Whatever Kim Taehyung,” you say as you jokingly roll your eyes and walk into the room.

You are about to get your phone on the bedside table when you furrow your brows.

Were you forgetting something?

You look around the room for a hung until your eyes land on the clean linen sheets.

That’s right.

You quickly climb over it, taking off the blanket and expecting to see the red stain but you see nothing.

Perhaps...

“Tae?” you call out and you hear him respond with a low but audible ‘yeah?’

“Did you change the sheets?” you ask as you clench the crisp sheets in your hands and mentally mumble silent prayers. You don't even know what it is you wanted but you were praying.

“Yeah. I put the previous ones in the laundry. Don’t worry about it!” he calls from the living room and you feel like you’ve fallen in love with him some more at the same time you feel as if you owe him a lot more.

You can’t even help the giddy smile that appears on your face as you, in just one day, have rediscovered just how great of a person your boyfriend was.

It’s at times like this that the overwhelming fact that your boyfriend was the most precious person in the world takes over and you want to cry.

He loves you this much and you don't know why, but maybe you don't ever need to know exactly why because you love him just as much with all your heart. That’s all that matters.

“Tae! You want to cuddle?” you fiddle with the sheets you’re clutching as you peer at the door. It’s very not like you to initiate in skin ship let alone cuddles during this time of the month but you need to be close to him for some reason and you're hoping he won’t tease you about it, at least not now but he wouldn't since you angry when you're on your period is evidently not so... pleasant . Soon enough a head pops out from behind the door, a mop of red hair and a boxy grin.

“Of course!” He exclaims ecstatically  and when you sigh in relief and grin he takes that as approval, you don’t have the time to prepare yourself as he lunges himself at you and tackles you down onto the fluffy bed that was getting messy as the both of you moved around, with not too much strength but just enough that you’re trapped under him.

“Tae! Oh my god!” you snort when he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, tears burning at the corner of your eyes as you run your fingers through his red silky locks and pull him closer to you.

Red, the colour of his lustrous tresses you loved too much. Red, the colour of the splotch against the white sheets that had sent you into a panicked state this morning. Red, all you saw through it all as you lashed it Taehyung mindlessly. Red, the colour of embarrassment that painted your cheeks when you realized he was just trying to help.

But most importantly; Red, as he comes up to face you, your noses brushing as he places a quick peck on your lips while he opens his eyes stares down at you with twinkles glimmering in his orbs, you giggle as you pull him closer and take in his warm sweet scent. Red, the colour of the love you have for each other.

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