I Had The Biggest Smile On My Face When I Watched It Omg-

i had the biggest smile on my face when i watched it omg- 😭

su! per! tu! na! 🐟

"i wish you could see yourself the way i see you" w taehyung or jimin

⨽ pairing: taehyung x reader

⨽ genre: angst

⨽ warnings: self-blame (?)

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You've gone through a break-up many times in your life, but this one was far more painful than the last. And crying was never your thing, but here you were crying in your best friend's arms because of your cheater of an ex-boyfriend.

"Ssh, it's going to be okay, love," Taehyung whispered as he ran his fingers through your hair, gently patting your back. "He's not worth your tears, y/n."

"I know he isn't, but I can't help it, Tae," you whispered, whipping your wey nose. Your tears were still rapidly rolling down your cheeks, and a sob left your mouth.

Taehyung let out a sigh as he pulled your body closer to his, tightening his hold around your body. Taehyung hated seeing you like this. He hated it when you'd go around dating jerks who would only cause you pain and confusion. He hated how all he could do was watch because no matter how many times he tried to warn you, you wouldn't listen.

"Is there something wrong with me, Tae?" you asked, your voice barely audible. "Am I not likeable or loveable?" "There's nothing wrong with you, love," he mumbled.

"You're a very likeable person, y/n," he tried to reassure as he rubbed your back. "If I am, then why is it that none of my relationships seem to work out? I mean, if you dated so many people and all of them either cheated or fell out of love them surely I'm the problem." You muttered, but Taehyung was able to make out your words. "You're not the problem, y/n. they are."

He hated it when you'd blame yourself, thinking there was something wrong with you or that simply weren't good enough.

'I wish you could see yourself the way I see you,' he thought to himself as he continued to run his fingers through your hair.

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hope you enjoyed, and sorry for the wait :)

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part of quote game , submit request here

hoseok and jungkook dancing the save me choreography together and having fun 🥺

i wanna write timestamp fics so badly but idddkkk, i still have to answer the requests sitting in my inbox for the quote game !

ethereal

“tracing a finger across your lover's scar” with jungkook 🥺 thinking abt his cheek scar & crying

You barely registered the dialogue from the film currently playing on your television, with your boyfriend being far too distracting beside you.

Not that he was doing anything except sitting there. That’s exactly what he was doing.

But the flicker of the television shone a light on him that made him your main focus, not so subtly nuzzling your cheek into the couch cushion behind you for a proper view.

His doe eyes enlarged as they concentrated on the screen in front of him, eyebrows cutely knit together as he tried to follow the plot.

His plush cheeks seemed irresistibly kissable at this point, causing you to use every last ounce of self control to not dive forward and smush your lips to the pillowy skin.

Shifting closer to your boyfriend, your eyes nonchalantly floated over to the spot where the smoothness of his cheek was briefly interrupted, the result of his childhood argument with his brother.

The groove in his skin was just as smooth as the rest of his face, the man’s eyes peeking over at you in amusement as you traced along the mark with a light press of your fingertip.

Smirking at your gentleness, he quickly transformed his face into a cringe, grunting in feigned pain causing you to quickly retract your hand.

“Ow.” He hissed, unable to stop the snort that escaped his nose when you jolted away from him at his pained reaction.

Catching onto his act, your mouth fell open with a gasp of his name, sitting back into the couch and rolling your eyes at both his bratty behavior and the way you’d fallen for it.

“I’m sorry baby, just-“ he wiped at the tears building in his eyes, “why would that have hurt me?” He barely got his words out through the laughter bubbling up in his throat, only intensifying as you huffed and moved to the opposite side of the couch from him.

“You’re such a jerk sometimes.” You couldn’t help but let your lips quirk up in a small smile in response to his laughter, letting him tug you into his lap with a small tug on your wrist.

“I love you, though.”