I Imagine Taehyung Is The Kind Of Boyfriend Who Secretly Records His Voice To Be Your Ringtone, Your

I imagine Taehyung is the kind of boyfriend who secretly records his voice to be your ringtone, your alarm, and anything else you can possibly personalize on your phone

bts texts; when you’re meeting up for a date but then you get lost…

I imagine Namjoon is the kind of boyfriend who doesn’t mind if you use his legs to warm yours

13 + badboy!taehyung

thirteen_a sorry kiss@sugababay tagging you bc it’s not like you dislike badboy!tae or anything >:)

two students. one empty classroom. no allowance to leave the place until the due time of three hours were up. set across from one another so far apart, you can literally take a measuring tape to see just how far the teacher had intended to separate the pair of you. 

however, it was all pointless when an emergency phone call has the teacher in charge bolting out of the room with just a sloppy stay here until five thirty!

once the door slams shut, you fish out the remaining homework left of the day to finish it off. since you’re going to be in here for a while, might as well but taehyung is not having fun being on the other side alone so he’s doing all sorts of things to get your attention. from paper airplanes to paper balls, to cooing your name, to singing power ballads with apologies in them, you pay no mind to it until taehyung decides to fuck it.

you only process what’s going on when his steps grow louder in volume and in pressure that you look up. it’s abrupt and out nowhere but it’s too familiar to you to push away when taehyung cups your chin and presses a kiss that jolts through your whole body awake. tensing and relaxing in the next second, you ease into the kiss when taehyung goes slower and slower until he’s easing the harsh beating of your heart in your chest.

then he pulls back, ringing back his initial purpose in the first place which is: “i’m sorry, y/n. i really am…”

“…okay,”

“okay?” he blinks, straightening his back with a raised brow, “that’s it? you’re not mad?”

you snicker, shaking your head as you reach up to stroke the side of his head, “i think an hour and a half of not speaking to you was torturing enough, don’t you think?”

he groans at the memory, remembering how agonizing it was to not be able to talk to you even if it was silently when you wouldn’t comply. what he did wasn’t serious, per se. it’s just that it irritated you to get into detention out of the blue and taehyung had kind intentions for causing such ruckus in the first place. all he wanted was to see you smile and upon realizing that in the moment of silence you had to yourself, all the anger was for nothing and taehyung can smile out of relief now.

“i’ll do better this time. well, at least, better at hiding and not getting caught, that is-”

“might want to save it for next time, kim taehyung,” a voice makes taehyung yelp and the boy looks over his shoulder robotically, only to see the substitute teacher by the doorframe.

“…damn it.”

I imagine Jimin is the kind of boyfriend who will draw you when you’re napping

I imagine Jungkook is the kind of boyfriend who will revive you when you die in video games even if you suck because he still wants you to play with him. You better make it up to him with hugs and kisses though