PS5 (Taehyun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

PS5 (Taehyun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gif I used for my header (obviously) 😁 Creator is credited. Any and all lyrics from “PS5” belong to Salem Ilese, Alan Walker, and Tomorrow x Together.

A Note from Kutemouse: I loved writing the Yeonjun version, so I decided to make a Taehyun version seeing as how they both sang on the song “PS5.” For this one-shot, I tried to do like an opposite mirror of the Yeonjun version. For example, the characters in the Yeonjun version were very confrontational, in this version, Y/n and Taehyun avoid confrontation at all costs 😂 Anyway, hope you enjoy! 💜

(Basically Unedited)

Rating: PG

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Swears, hella passive aggressiveness, cold shouldering, Taehyun being a supreme jerk, relationship drama x 5000

Word Count: There are words

Master List

PS5 Yeonjun Version

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PS5 (Taehyun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

You shuffled your feet, your bottom lip trapped between your teeth as you debated whether or not to interrupt your boyfriend. His silvery-blonde hair hung down into his eyes as he stared intently at the screen, the buttons of his controller clicking as he played. “Um,” you mumbled. “Taehyun?”

He didn’t respond. Then again, he hadn’t said more than five words to you for the past couple days. Last week, you had gotten in a huge fight with him. Your job required you to travel to Europe for a few months, and your boss hinted the project you were working on might take even longer. That night, you had come home tight-lipped and stressed, and all it took was Taehyun asking what was wrong for everything to explode. You and he argued into the late hours of the night, ending with Taehyun insisting you quit your job. His reasoning was that Korea was your home, both of your families were close by, and he couldn’t and didn’t want to leave.

The problem was, you loved your job. You worked hard to get it, and you didn’t think you could find another anywhere else that would make you as happy. You tried to compromise, tried to come up with some sort of solution where you could keep your job and your relationship, but to no avail. Taehyun was stubborn, and after more arguing the next day, he went out to calm down and came home with a brand-new PS5 and an expensive-looking gaming headset. He’d barely said anything to you since.

Taking a deep breath, you tentatively reached out and tapped his shoulder. He didn’t even bother looking at you as he removed a headphone. “Taehyun? Dinner’s ready.”

He nodded once before slipping the headphone back over his ear. Your chest tightened painfully as you walked back into the kitchen and sat down to eat, alone. You guessed Taehyun would rather eat his dinner cold than eat with you.

You picked at your food, the pain in your chest traveling up your throat, making it hard to swallow. Finally, you pushed your plate away, sighing. You didn’t know how much longer you could deal with this silent treatment. Shouldn’t you be talking things out, trying to figure out a plan so the both of you could stay together?

You felt anxiety creep along your nerves, triggering your flight response. You weren’t the type for confrontation, and you dreaded even trying to talk to Taehyun, but what other choice did you have? Between his silence and his new gaming console, he barely noticed you were there as it was. You would either have to talk to him or allow him to continue shutting you out until you faded out of existence from his life.

Bracing yourself, you quietly crept up to Taehyun, gently tapping his shoulder. He sighed, muting himself before removing a headphone once more. “What?”

“Oh, um… uh…”

“What?” he asked again, irritation evident in his tone.

“I-I was wondering if w-we could talk,” you stammered. God, you hated conflict of any sort, especially with the guy who was still, despite everything, the love of your life.

Taehyun’s chocolate-brown eyes narrowed. “Can’t you see I’m live?” he said, gesturing at the screen.

“O-Oh, sorry. I’ll leave you to it, then.”

You shuffled to your bedroom, hanging your head. There was nothing you could do if he wouldn’t talk to you. Damn him! Tears blurred your vision as you yanked open your closet and pulled out a duffel bag. You barely noticed what you were throwing into it. Clothes, toothbrush, underwear. You just knew you needed to get away.

You made your way to the door, tears still streaming down your face, trying to keep your sobs contained. The sound of you opening the lock must have caught Taehyun’s attention because he suddenly whipped his head around, sliding his headphones down to hang around his neck. “Y/n?”

You paused, a tiny blossom of hope filling you along with embarrassment over your reddened, tear-stained face. “Y-Yes?”

“Wait,” he said, crossing the room towards you, distress in his eyes. “Where are you going?”

“To Wonyoung’s,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

“Wait, why?”

You took a deep breath, allowing yourself a brief glance into his alarm-filled eyes. “I just think-” You broke off, choking back a sob. “I just think we need some time apart.”

You reached for the doorknob, but Taehyun put his palm against the door, not letting you open it. “Y/n, please. Wait. I know I… I know I’ve not been in a very talkative mood lately, but-”

“Not been in a talkative mood?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Taehyun, you’ve barely spoken five words to me over the past couple days.”

“I’m ready to talk now!” Taehyun pleaded.

You finally looked him full in the eyes, your tears dry for the time being. “It’s too late,” you said firmly. “Now let me go.”

Taehyun’s hand fell to his side in defeat. “Fine.”

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The next day, you woke up on an air mattress in Wonyoung’s room, depressed as hell. You could barely move let alone think. Your entire being just felt numb, your limbs heavy, and your willpower weak. Despite Wonyoung’s attempts, you weren’t going to be going anywhere anytime soon.

A furious knocking sound roused you from a deep sleep. You placed a hand to your aching head, groaning, before you heard Wonyoung’s voice. “What are you doing here?”

“I need to see her.”

Shit. Taehyun.

“Well, she’s sleeping. You can try calling her later or something.”

“I already did. She’s not responding.”

“Maybe there’s a reason for that.”

You sat up, shocked. Your usually sweet, soft-spoken best friend had never sounded more angry. “Wonyoung, wait,” you called out. “Let me talk to him.”

You did your best to get yourself off the mattress without stumbling, smoothing down the large t-shirt you sported and running a hand through your hair. You hoped you didn’t look as bad as you felt. “Y/n,” Taehyun breathed out when he saw you. He nervously glanced at Wonyoung. “Can we talk?”

“Sure.”

You stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind you. “So talk,” you said, folding your arms over your chest, your voice devoid of emotion. You had expected this talk to come sooner or later, and you wanted to get it over with some dignity.

Taehyun mumbled something, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking everywhere but at you. “What?” you said.

He took a deep breath. “I just came to apologize.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“I mean it, Y/n. I have acted like a supreme jerk, and I didn’t realize how badly I messed up until you were leaving me.”

“I didn’t leave you,” you muttered. “I just wanted to give you the space you supposedly wanted.”

Taehyun stepped close to you, and you hated how your senses craved the touch of his soft hands, the smell of his cologne containing notes of lavender and orange blossom, the way his eyes used to roam over you from across a room, lifting his pale-pink lips in a smirk. You shoved your feelings down like you had been doing since you left. If you weren’t feeling attracted to him, maybe it won’t hurt so much when he inevitably breaks up with you.

“I thought I wanted space, but when I got too much of it, I couldn’t…” He broke off, not able to finish.

“Couldn’t what?”

Taehyun took your hands in his, squeezing tightly. “Couldn’t breathe!”

He sighed, leaning his forehead against yours. “I couldn’t fucking breathe. I can’t live without you, Y/n.”

Despite you spending the entire morning refusing to feel any sort of emotion, tears filled your eyes at his words. “Does that mean…?” You didn’t dare finish that sentence.

“It means, if you go to Europe, I’m going with you. I don’t care what it takes.”

A spark of joy began in your chest, igniting a wave that eventually covered your entire body in warmth. “You’re being serious?”

“I’m being serious,” Taehyun said, giving you a small smile. “I can’t lose you. If you still want to leave me, I completely understand, but if you don’t leave me, I promise I’ll find a way to win you over.”

You kissed him then, not able to stop yourself if you tried. He instantly brought a hand up to caress your face, lifting your chin to deepen the kiss. You separated from him for only a moment. “You already have,” you whispered before touching your lips to his once more.

You didn’t know how long the two of you stood in that hallway, kissing until your head spun, but you knew you’d continue kissing Taehyun for the rest of your life. You never wanted to go a single day without kissing him, whether in Europe or anywhere else in the world.

Favourite BTS MEMBER

Hello kutie! Gosh, I don't know. I feel like my favorite BTS member changes on the daily, if not hourly 😂 I will say that Taehyung spends the most time as my favorite, though. I love his quirkiness, his deep voice, his ability to wear sweats and a hoodie and still look like a million bucks. Most of all, I love his ability to say hilarious things with a completely straight face.

Overall, though, I'd say my bias is OT7. I love them all 🤷🏻‍♀️

Thank you for your ask! I purple you 💜

PS5 (Taehyun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gif I used for my header (obviously) 😁 Creator is credited. Any and all lyrics from “PS5” belong to Salem Ilese, Alan Walker, and Tomorrow x Together.

A Note from Kutemouse: I loved writing the Yeonjun version, so I decided to make a Taehyun version seeing as how they both sang on the song “PS5.” For this one-shot, I tried to do like an opposite mirror of the Yeonjun version. For example, the characters in the Yeonjun version were very confrontational, in this version, Y/n and Taehyun avoid confrontation at all costs 😂 Anyway, hope you enjoy! 💜

(Basically Unedited)

Rating: PG

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Swears, hella passive aggressiveness, cold shouldering, Taehyun being a supreme jerk, relationship drama x 5000

Word Count: There are words

Master List

PS5 Yeonjun Version

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PS5 (Taehyun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

You shuffled your feet, your bottom lip trapped between your teeth as you debated whether or not to interrupt your boyfriend. His silvery-blonde hair hung down into his eyes as he stared intently at the screen, the buttons of his controller clicking as he played. “Um,” you mumbled. “Taehyun?”

He didn’t respond. Then again, he hadn’t said more than five words to you for the past couple days. Last week, you had gotten in a huge fight with him. Your job required you to travel to Europe for a few months, and your boss hinted the project you were working on might take even longer. That night, you had come home tight-lipped and stressed, and all it took was Taehyun asking what was wrong for everything to explode. You and he argued into the late hours of the night, ending with Taehyun insisting you quit your job. His reasoning was that Korea was your home, both of your families were close by, and he couldn’t and didn’t want to leave.

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What the FUCK

:(((

maybe jungkook is the type of guy that will always look up when you enter the room, regardless of what he's doing or who he's talking to; a habit formed from the simple thought of ensuring you were okay, comfortable, and safe. it's when he's with his friends that he looks up to see your grin when you walk in with one of the other guys' partners, heart warming in his chest at the sight. after sharing a sweet giggle, you both easily blend back into the main conversation; sinking into his warmth as he raises his arm and opens up the space beside him that fits you just right. with his lips pressing to the top of your head tenderly in a welcome back, his eyes swim with playful musings next. "care to share what's got you all smiling like that, hm?"

maybe jungkook is the type of guy that sings like his heart is on its last beat at the karaoke bar, closed eyes and free hand waving around with his absurd level of adlibs that cracks everyone up. just as the round of applause fades away, he catches your eye when an old love song queues up next. he nabs back the mic from the table with a cheeky grin and wiggling eyebrows, much to your exasperated eyeroll but entertained expression. after clearing his throat dramatically, he lowers his voice as he starts an announcement reel, causing your friend group to throw their heads back in laughter. with whoops and hollers, it spurs his antics on as he kneels in front of you. "to the love of my life, i would like to dedicate this next song to you."

and maybe, just maybe, jungkook is the type of guy that sets up secret romantic dates with consideration and care. after coming home from work and searching for his warm embrace with a soft call of his name falling from your lips, you are met with silence instead. before worry could strike, your eyes catch the cue card he had taped to the wall adjacent to the coat closet, smiling when it directs you to your shared bedroom. there, you find a new outfit (in your perfect size and in your favourite style) perching prettily on the bed; a single rose and another cue card waiting for you. "let me take you somewhere, beautiful -- just because. go relax, have a bath, and take your time getting ready. i'll come pick you up at 8. i love you ♡ - jk."

PS5 (Yeonjun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gif I used for my header (obviously) 😁 Creator is credited. Any and all lyrics from “PS5” belong to Salem Ilese, Alan Walker, and Tomorrow x Together.

A Note from Kutemouse: This one-shot is inspired by the song “PS5” that Yeonjun and Taehyun collaborated on with Salem Ilese and Alan Walker. When I first heard the song, I wasn’t sure if I liked it, but after a few listens, I came to appreciate it, and now it’s running on repeat in my head 😂 It seemed like a fun project for Yeonjun and Taehyun. I enjoyed the creative wordplay and the banter between the two voices in the song, as well as hearing the gamer’s point of view.

I can’t tell you how many people I’ve heard complain about their partners constantly playing video games. Most notable was my old roommate who complained that her boyfriend wouldn’t even bother letting her play with him. I totally get that. I’ve had partners who ignore me for their game, and it’s hella frustrating. My husband loves video games, but so do I, and he always invites me to play with him. That’s why he’s my husband 😁 A couple who games together wins together ❤️ Seems like Yeonjun needs to learn that lesson 😉

(Basically Unedited)

Rating: PG

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Hella angst, swears, more angst, yelling at each other, ALL CAPS type dialogue (it gets bad okay), Yeonjun being a supreme jerk

Word Count: There are words.

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PS5 Taehyun Version (Coming Soon!)

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PS5 (Yeonjun Version, One-Shot, Angst)

You turned your key in the lock, sighing. Finally. Holy hell, it had been a long day. Between your boss and clients giving you the runaround, you couldn’t seem to get off work before 10 pm these days. But upon coming inside your home, you wished you could’ve worked longer.

Crushed, empty cans were strewn about the floor, half-full ones perched on various furniture. A couple of grease-stained pizza boxes littered the corner, and a pile of dirty hoodies, gym shorts, and socks covered every part of the couch your boyfriend wasn’t sitting in. Even the air smelled unclean, heavy with the stench of fast food, sweat, and the sandalwood-scented cologne used to cover it all up. A cologne that could belong to none other than your boyfriend, Choi Yeonjun.

You precariously made your way through the front room, where you could just make out your boyfriend hunched over against the blaring light of the tv, to deposit your bag on the kitchen table. Dishes stained with food nearly covered its entirety, forcing you to pull out a chair just so you could have a place for your bag to sit in.

“Yeonjun!” you called out as you opened the fridge.

No response.

“Yeonjun!” you called out again, louder.

“What?” His normally playful lilt sounded annoyed.

“Where’s dinner?”

“What?!”

“Oh, for fucks’s sake-” you muttered as you headed towards the living room.

Your once-sweet, handsome-as-fuck boyfriend didn’t even turn as you walked in, his dark eyes glued to the screen, his soft, plump lips pursed in concentration. He had one headphone on still, the other perched behind his ear. You took a deep breath to calm yourself. “Yeonjun.”

“Oh, hey jagi. I didn’t realize you were home.”

You bit your lip to stop from snapping at him, letting out a huff. “Yes, I just got home. Where’s dinner?”

“I actually haven’t eaten yet. Could you order us some food?”

You scoffed. “Are you serious?”

Sensing your irritation, Yeonjun spared you a .2 second glance before returning to his game. “Yeah. We gotta eat, don’t we?”

“Fine.”

You stormed back into the kitchen and yanked your wallet from your bag. You knew the only place open at this hour was the Thai place across town, and they charged extra for deliveries so far away. “Fucking hell,” you grumbled before dialing their number. They took your order, but it wouldn’t be delivered for an hour much to the agony of your rumbling stomach.

You went and changed into pajama shorts and a tank top before deciding to clean up a bit. You loaded the pizza boxes in your arms, placing empty cans on top of them, trying to get as much of the trash cleaned up in one trip as possible. What you didn’t anticipate was the one pizza box that didn’t make it into the pile in the corner yet did end up right in your way. You shrieked as you tripped, cardboard and aluminum cascading down on your head.

“Jagi?” Yeonjun asked, not bothering to turn his head. “You alright?”

“That’s IT!” You picked yourself up and marched over to the tv, yanking the power cord out of the wall.

“Hey, what the fuck?!” Yeonjun shouted before finally noticing you.

Week-old soda dripped from the ends of your hair, staining your top, and doing nothing to quench the anger blazing in your eyes. “Yeonjun, I have HAD IT!” you bellowed. “You’ve barely looked at me for a fortnight now! Ever since you got that PS5, all you’ve done is play video games all day, every day! I understand PS5’s are hard to come by, and you’ve been anticipating this for almost a year now, but FUCK! You could at least acknowledge me when I come in from work! Or, I don’t know, order dinner? Clean up the place? Do the FUCKING DISHES?!”

Your voice rose higher and higher in volume and pitch as you ranted, finally getting the feelings you had been holding in off your chest. Yeonjun stared at you in shock, rose-red lips parted, eyes wide, headphones hanging loosely around his neck. “Jagi, I-”

“I’m not finished!” you snapped. “I don’t recall agreeing to be in a three-way relationship with you and your gaming console, Yeonjun! So you decide, it’s either me or the PS5!”

“What do you want from me, jagi?!” Yeonjun shouted back. “I’m here, aren’t I?! I’m still going to bed with you every night! It’s not like I’m going out and acting shady as fuck, hitting on other girls and shit like other guys! You know exactly where I am, sitting here, online, playing with my friends!”

“As if that makes it better!” you spat. “Just because you’re physically here doesn’t mean you’re emotionally here! Hell, you’re not even mentally here with me, you’re off in some fake world, enjoying the company of the voices in your headset over your hard-working, loving girlfriend!”

Yeonjun didn’t reply, his dark eyes boring into yours, narrow with anger. The speechlessness between the two of you grew until it pressed against your chest, causing your throat to tighten and tears to spring to your eyes. “This isn’t what I wanted,” you choked out before running to your bedroom.

You slammed the door, sliding down until you hit the floor, buried your face in your arms, and sobbed. You didn’t know how long you cried for, you just know you cried until your head ached and your eyes stung. You cried for all the time your boyfriend had wasted gaming instead with you. You cried for the mess your house was in. You cried for the hard day you had at work. But mostly, you cried for yourself. For how stupid you felt as you realized that fucking black and white box was more of a priority for Yeonjun than your relationship. If you could take it outside and run it over along with your love for him, you would.

After your sobs had subsided, you wrapped a blanket around yourself and curled into a ball on the bed, your entire being numb. The door opened, casting a strip of light over your face. You groaned, turning away. “Jagi?” Yeonjun’s voice was filled with remorse. “Jagi, I’m sorry.”

You didn’t bother replying, tightening the blankets around you so Yeonjun couldn’t see the pain on your face. He sat on the bed beside you and stroked your shoulder, his fingers dancing over you. “You’re absolutely right,” he murmured. “I let myself get carried away, and you forced me to look around and realize what the hell I’ve been missing. You’ve been the best girlfriend ever, buying me the PS5 and letting me spend hours on it… And I haven’t even bothered returning the favor.”

You sniffled, fresh tears running down. Yeonjun pulled you upright, concern lacing his dark eyes. “Jagi, please,” he said, running his thumb over your cheek. “Please don’t cry. I’m so, so sorry. I can’t believe what an asshole I’ve been.”

“I didn’t think you loved me anymore,” you sobbed, letting yourself melt into his arms. “You’ve never gone so long without paying attention to me.”

“I know, I know, I’ve been a total jerk,” he said, his voice cracking.

You sat there for a while, letting him hold you as you cried a bit more. Yeonjun chuckled darkly. “What?” you asked, sitting up and drying your eyes.

“I was just thinking,” he said, stroking your cheek. “No matter how much I game, the greatest prize I’ll ever win… Is you.”

You finally allowed yourself to look into Yeonjun’s eyes. “Really?”

The corner of his mouth turned up. “Really.”

Then his lips were suddenly on yours, enveloping them in a kiss. You hungrily devoured each others’ mouths, lips pushing and pulling at each other until you were practically dizzy. “Fuck, I love you,” he murmured, pulling you in for more.

“I love you too,” you groaned between kisses.

He smiled, relishing the effect he had on you still. “And jagiya?”

“Mmmm?”

“If it were a choice between you and the PS5, you know I’d always choose you, right?”

You smiled and blushed, burying your face in his shoulder. It took two seconds for you to lean back, wrinkling your nose in disgust. “Well, I know how you can make it up to me… Starting with a long shower.”

Yeonjun smirked. “Only if you take one with me.”

You playfully smacked his arm, rolling your eyes. “I’m serious!” he protested. “After our shower, I’ll clean our place up, and then? I’m gonna teach you how to play.”

Your eyes widened. “Seriously?”

Yeonjun nodded, placing a kiss on the tip of your nose. “Seriously. There’s nothing more I love than being with you.”