Late Night

Late Night

Pairing: Taehyung x f!reader

Genre: Fluff, 13+

Word Count: 776

Summary: You can’t sleep, so Taehyung calls to sing to you.

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Tears slipped down your face as the night passed, allowing your thoughts to roam freely in your mind. Every insecurity you’ve ever had, every bad memory, all the guilt you’ve been holding back just spilled out all at once. Lately, you’d been feeling like you weren’t enough for anyone, and that you were a burden to everyone you loved. Even though you were doing so much better than you were in the past, you still had these moments. You couldn’t help it.

You were curled up on your side, clutching the sleeves of the hoodie your boyfriend Taehyung gave you. The moonlight that shone through your window almost taunted you, reminding you that the night wasn’t over. You were still going to be feeling these things for as long as the nighttime allowed.

Any time you were feeling all of these negative emotions, your mind always wandered to the thought of your boyfriend. He was the sunshine in your life, the reason you knew what the feeling of love was. Taehyung was always your rock, and he was always assuring you that you could come to him whenever you needed someone. He was always really supportive of anything you did, always telling you how proud he was of you. Reaching over to your night table, you picked up your phone and texted the person you needed the most right now.

You:

Tae, are you still awake?

Tae <3:

Not really, I was sleeping before

Tae <3:

What’s wrong?

You:

Nothing, I just can’t sleep

Right as you hit send, your phone began buzzing. Why was Taehyung FaceTiming me if he just woke up? You quickly cleared your throat so that he wouldn’t be able to tell you were crying before you picked up the call.

“Hey,” You spoke softly. You could hear Tae’s tired voice on the other side, his face only being illuminated by the light from his phone. It was when he gave you a tired smile that you instantly felt bad for keeping him up.

“Why are you still up?” He spoke softly, the sheets of his bed making a ruffling noise as he got comfortable. You didn’t want him to worry too much, so you decided to lie. Looking over at the time, the clock next to you read ‘2:06 am’.

“I can’t sleep.” Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows in thought, almost as if he was worried. But he knew, he knew why you were awake this late. He could hear the pain in your voice. But the boy knew better than to ask you about it, you would tell him when you were ready. 

“Do you want me to sing for you?” He proposed, the idea sending butterflies to your stomach. You always loved listening to your boyfriend’s voice, it was your favorite sound in the world. Taehyung always sang to you whenever you asked him to, you even accompanied him when he went to the BigHit Entertainment building to record with the rest of Bangtan. It was just something about the depth and soul of his voice that instantly calmed your nerves and made you relax.

“Yeah, if you don’t mind. But aren’t I holding you from sleeping?” Another smile formed on the boy’s lips as he shook his head.

“No, it’s okay. What should I sing?” He sat up on his bed, his chocolate brown eyes looking right into yours. The way Taehyung’s shaggy brown hair fell over his forehead just made you fall in love with him even more.

“The one you sang last week, my favorite.” He knew exactly which one you were talking about.

“Okay, I’ll sing it for you.” You watched as he pulled out his laptop, looking into his files for the instrumental of the song. It started playing, and you made sure to close your eyes to savor every moment of his sweet voice.

“In the park that the dawn’s moon has passed over,

I now fill it with my emotions,

This song is headed for you.”

With every word he sang, you could hear the emotions he poured into the song. Every note, every word, every emotion. You felt him singing it to you, and no one else.

“I still wonder, wonder, beautiful story.

Still wonder, wonder, best part.

I still wonder, wonder, next story.

I want to make you mine.”

You felt yourself being carried away by his soft voice and the words he was singing. And soon enough, you could feel sleep starting to take over you. But before it did, you could hear the last words that Taehyung said to you after he finished his song. “Goodnight, Y/N.”

Snow Day

Pairing: Namjoon x f!reader

Genre: Fluff, 13+

Word Count: 1.6K

Summary: Namjoon takes a walk on a snowy day and decides to spend the day getting to know you.

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Namjoon looked outside the window of the empty bookstore, taking in the sight of the small flurries of snow falling to the ground. It was hard not to admire them, each individual snowflake different from the rest. Pretty intriguing actually, if you asked him. It wasn’t snowing that much right now, but there was a huge blizzard the night before. How he got through the streets to get to the bookstore he was sitting in now was beyond him.

Deciding he’d spent enough time sitting at this table, he put a bookmark in between the pages he was reading and stood up to leave, but not before saying goodbye to the workers at the front desk while wishing them safe travels back to their houses.

Stepping out into the snow wasn’t as bad as he’d thought it would be. The sound of the crunching of the snow beneath his feet filled his ears, giving him satisfaction. Although it was cold, it was a perfect day to take a walk, so that’s exactly what he did.

While he took a detour through the park, Namjoon started to look around at his surroundings. The path he walked on had trees towering over it, all of them covered with white snow. This was by far his favorite view. The way the winter stripped the trees completely of their leaves, signaling the end of an era. Soon, the spring would come and give life to those trees once again while new leaves made their homes on their bare branches.

The ground on which he walked was covered in a sheet of snow. Namjoon could tell no one had walked through here today, since his footprints were the only ones he could see. One of his hands reached up to pull his mask off of his face, his nose taking in a deep breath of cold air despite the freezing weather. That’s when he spotted the park benches, which were covered with a thin layer of snow. He made his way over to one of them and took a seat, not worrying about the snow getting the bottom of his coat wet.

Of course he was cold, but he enjoyed this moment of fresh air he was getting. Namjoon’s busy schedule almost never gave him this much time throughout the week, so he wanted to bask in this beautiful and snowy Sunday morning. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the sound of the wind blowing lightly.

“Do you mind if I sit here?” A soft voice pulled him out of his trance. His eyes opened to see someone standing in front of him. You had your arms crossed over a thick winter jacket, your legs wrapped in sweatpants, and to finish the look, black Ugg boots on your feet. Your face was clearly visible to him, and so were your red nose and cheeks.

Namjoon wondered why you didn’t choose to sit on one of the other five benches that were empty, but he nodded anyway and moved over to make space. You sighed and sat down, immediately sticking your hands in your pockets. Silence surrounded you two for a moment. He didn’t mind, the silence was a comforting one.

It was when you spoke up that the silence was finally broken. “What are you doing out here in the cold?”

“I thought I’d enjoy my free time and get some fresh air before I go back to working.” He glanced at you to find that you were already looking up at him. Your already red cheeks turned a slightly darker shade of red once you realized that he was looking back at you.

“What do you work as?” You asked him, seeming genuinely interested in what he did for a living. Usually no one was really interested in Namjoon’s work life, so this really came as a surprise to him. People in this town usually liked to keep to themselves. So you had a conversation about his job as a music producer, his hectic schedule, and the fact that he was finally on his long awaited two month break, starting tomorrow.

“Sounds like a lot of work.” He nodded, a soft smile plastered onto his face. “And it’s good that you love what you do, there’s not many people who follow their dreams like that.”

He looked down at you, a surprised look finding its way onto his face once again. It was something about the way you said it that caught the boy’s attention. You sounded...sad. As if you had a dream, but weren’t able to pursue it.

You were noticeably shivering in this cold weather, and he couldn’t blame you. You’d been sitting out here for about twenty minutes already, and the temperature was definitely in the single digits.

“Do you want to get some coffee?” Namjoon listened as you let out a sigh of relief, nodding eagerly. He guessed that you wanted to get out of this cold just as much as he did. Plus, you were good company. He wouldn’t mind taking some more time off of work.

You both stood up and started down the snowy path until you got to a local coffee shop. The interior was almost empty, only a few customers scattered around the shop. The two of you walked up to the counter and placed your orders. Before you could even think to pull out your wallet, Namjoon took out his credit card and paid for both of your drinks. As much as you protested, he insisted that you didn’t pay for anything.

The two of you sat across from each other at a booth in the corner of the shop, your coffees in hand. Thankfully it was warmer in here, but it was nice to look out at the snowy view outside of the window. Namjoon could see the few people that left their houses walk hurriedly to their cars or nearby stores, desperately trying to get away from the cold. His gaze shifted back to the girl in front of him, who was staring back at him in disbelief.

“It’s so weird to be sitting in this cafe with a complete stranger.” You let out a laugh as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.

“I’m Namjoon, what’s your name?”

The red in your cheeks came back, and he knew it wasn’t from the cold this time. “Y/N.”

“There you go, now I’m not a stranger.” The ends of his lips turned up in a playful smirk. It was honestly adorable how you instantly became flustered because of how close his face was to you. Not only that, but you couldn’t help but stare in awe at the dimples that made themselves known on both of his cheeks. Namjoon leaned back in his chair and grabbed a napkin, writing his phone number on it with a random pen he found in his pocket.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

    - I think we’re past strangers at this point (by the way, it’s Namjoon)

He watched as you eyed the numbers written on the thin sheet of paper, a small smile making its way onto your lips. It was just now that he noticed how cute your smile was.

“I meant to ask you this earlier, but what’s your dream?” Namjoon asked you, causing you to freeze for a second. You folded up the napkin and put it in your pocket as you thought about the question he had asked you.

“Don’t make fun of me,” You looked at him warily. After he promised he wouldn’t make fun of you, you continued. “I’ve always wanted to be a photographer.”

Namjoon’s eyes widened. But he could tell you got the wrong idea, since your face was twisting in worry. “You said you wouldn’t make fun of me.”

“No no, I’m not making fun of you. I just think that photography is really cool. I have a camera I like to take pictures on too.”

“I think it’s amazing how, by using a camera, the most beautiful moments in life can be captured and saved forever. The way the world’s beauty is seen from a small lens is something that can’t be copied or plagiarized.” Your eyes sparkled as you went on about photography, and it was the cutest look Namjoon had probably ever seen. He could already feel his lips turning up into a smile as he watched you talk about your passion.

“Beauty really is in the eye of the beholder, isn’t it?”

There weren’t many people who had a mind like yours anymore. The way you saw art for more than just some pictures on a screen, it was something he hadn’t seen in a really long time.

“I wish I could follow my dream like you, but I’m too scared of failure.” Your voice grew softer as you moved your gaze to look at the snow flurries on the other side of the window. Reaching his hand out towards you, Namjoon placed it gently on your forearm, which made you look back at him with glossy eyes.

“If you do fail, that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you pick yourself back up and keep trying. Success can’t exist without failure.” You smiled at his words, mumbling a small ‘thank you’.

“Walk me home?”

The two of you walked back through the snowy streets, the flurries finally having stopped from earlier. Throughout the walk, you talked about random topics that just popped into your heads. He learned little things about you, like that you were a night person, you’re allergic to carrots, and that you once accidentally killed your pet goldfish when you were seven. Before either of you knew it, you were standing in front of your apartment building.

You looked down, biting your lip as if in deep thought. Namjoon opened his mouth to speak, but he was met with your lips on his cheek.

His eyes grew wide.

You smiled while starting to back away towards the doors. “Get home safe, Namjoon. It was nice to meet you.”

That was the last thing you said to him before disappearing into the tall building.

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this, this is my first time posting my stories to Tumblr so bear with me! More stories to come :)

Coming Home

Pairing: Taehyung x f!reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship, idol!taehyung

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Taehyung comes back home from being on tour to find you asleep with his hoodie in your arms.

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Your eyes danced along the screen as they followed the boy on the video’s every movement. Every step he took, every move he made, it all entranced you so much that you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him. There was a loving smile on your face that only grew with every melodic word your boyfriend sang. Sometimes, whenever he looked directly at the camera, you felt that he was looking at you and singing those sweet words to you. And all of it only made you miss him more.

Ever since your boyfriend Taehyung left with his group for their international tour, you’ve been feeling really lonely. On days he didn’t have practice, he would always sleep over at your apartment and spend as much time with you as he could. When he did have practice, he’d go straight to your place after, no matter how exhausted he was. You loved his company more than anything, and now that he was gone, you had to settle for watching him dance and sing on your laptop screen. You mentally thanked everyone who uploaded fancams of him.

Of course, you and Taehyung facetimed almost daily. He always called you before you went to sleep, and the two of you would talk about each other’s day. You knew it wasn’t the same as being with him, but you still loved hearing his voice before you slept. The only thing you were looking forward to was seeing him again, and when you did, you were never going to let go.

So as you watched a fancam of him at one of his most recent concerts in America, you felt tears well up in your eyes. You just wished he were here right now, holding you close as you fall asleep in his arms. A few tears escaped past your eyelids before you could try to push them down, a sob following soon after.

The sound of your phone buzzing broke you out of your thoughts, your hands reaching up to wipe your tears as you looked down at the caller ID. Taehyung was facetiming you. You quickly cleared your throat and wiped whatever remaining tears you had before answering the call.

“Hey, beautiful,” Your boyfriend’s voice boomed through the speakers of your phone, finally being able to see the boxy smile you missed so much as his face came into view.

“Hey Tae,” As soon as you spoke, the boxy smile that was once on his face turned down into a frown while he moved his eye closer to the camera on his phone. Once he heard the lack of enthusiasm and the slight crack in your voice, he knew you’d been crying before he called you.

“What’s wrong?” You could never hide your emotions from him, he always knew when you were upset. But that’s what you loved about him, that as soon as he picked up on your change in emotion, his first instinct was to comfort you.

You shrugged, putting on your best smile for him. The last thing you wanted was to make Taehyung worry while he was on tour. “I’m okay Tae, I just miss you.”

Taehyung’s eyes softened. Although he loved performing for his fans, all he wanted to do right now was cuddle up in bed with you. He couldn’t wait to be back in your arms after being away from you for so long. But that’s what kept him going while on stage, the thought of each passing day being one day closer to coming home to you.

“I miss you too, baby. I promise I’ll be home soon.” But what you didn’t know was that soon would be sooner than you thought. Anyway, his voice and his words soothed you enough to stop you from crying any further. You simply reminded yourself that Taehyung would be coming home soon, and that you two would finally be together before you knew it.

You spent another half hour talking to him about the concert he had that day, and you told him about the recent k-drama you started watching. He promised you that when he got home, he’d watch it with you. But of course, you wouldn’t believe his words until he pinky promised you.

After the call ended, you couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore. You’d been fighting sleep in order to have the chance to talk to Taehyung today, and now that you did, you could finally go to sleep peacefully. You reached over to grab the hoodie Taehyung gave you that was laying on your desk chair, hugging it to your chest as you tucked yourself under your covers. Soon, you fell asleep breathing in Taehyung’s scent.

Meanwhile, Taehyung, who was exhausted and excited at the same time, thanked his driver as the car pulled up in front of the familiar building. He had asked his driver to take him to your apartment an hour after he and the boys got back to the dorm, which was where he called you from. But you didn’t know he was back a week early from touring, and he wanted to keep it that way so he could surprise you.

The boy made his way into your building, stopping to briefly say hi to the doorman, who was already used to Taehyung just walking into the building. He knew that whenever the idol was here, he was there to see you, so he just let him up without hesitation. Taehyung was thankful for that.

The elevator took a good ten seconds to take him up to your floor, and he was standing in front of your door in no time. Putting in the door code you entrusted him with, he walked in expecting to see you sitting on the couch watching your k-drama, but all he saw was all of the lights turned off. Taehyung thought quickly and used his phone’s flashlight to find his way up to your room, which was only illuminated by the light shining from your bedside lamp. Then he saw you, and his heart immediately swelled. Light snores filled the room as you slept, your arms hugging the hoodie he gave you.

As quietly as he could, he walked into the room and towards the bed. He tried his best not to move you as he climbed into bed with you, making sure to take a picture of you sleeping with his hoodie before he did so. Taehyung wrapped his arm around your waist while leaning over to look at you, his head dipping down to press his lips onto your cheek. But this action caused you to wake up from your sleep, confused as to who was kissing you while you were sleeping.

Taehyung looked down at you with loving eyes as he watched you wake up fully, your eyes widening when you turned your body to see your boyfriend in person.

“Tae,” You breathed out, your body losing its tiredness once you laid eyes on the person you’d been missing the most. He smiled widely when you turned around to face him completely, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him into a hug.

His deep chuckle filled your ears, the sound being so much more different in person than from your laptop’s speakers. You couldn’t believe he was here right now, when you thought he was overseas for the next week.

“I missed you too, baby.” The two of you hugged the other close, your arms holding onto him tightly as if you were afraid he’d disappear if you let go.

“Is this real? Are you really you?” You couldn’t help but think this was all just a dream, some imagined reality stemming from your longing to see your boyfriend again. But the feeling of his hands slowly stroking your back confirmed that this was, in fact, real.

“Yes, love. I’m really here.” Taehyung thought the way you clung onto him was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen. The hug lasted another moment before you pulled away enough to look at his face, your hands reaching up to rest on his cheeks.

You took a moment to study his features, your thumb lightly brushing over his one double eyelid, the mole under his right eye, the one on his nose, all the way down to his bottom lip. One thing you absolutely adored about him was his uneven eyelids, his left one being a double eyelid while his right one was monolid. Taehyung felt insecure about it sometimes, complaining to you how he thought it was weird that his eyes weren’t symmetrical. But you reassured him that it was your favorite part about him, along with the boxy smile you loved so much. He was so beautiful to you.

Taehyung was lost in your eyes as he felt your touch along his face, highlighting all of your favorite features on him. With every touch, his body filled with this intense feeling of euphoria, one he always felt when the two of you were having intimate moments like this. He was so in love with you that it hurt.

The ends of your lips turned up into a soft smile, your eyes meeting his dark ones. Your foreheads rested against each other for a single moment before your lips finally met. The kiss was slow, but filled with so much longing, so much passion, so much love. Through that kiss, you could feel all of the love he had for you, and how much he missed you while he was away. He could taste your dried tears on the corners of your mouth, his heart hurting while knowing that you were crying because he wasn’t there to be with you. But he made it up to you with this moment, this single kiss. With this kiss, he promised you that he would never leave you again.

With this kiss, you both knew that you were each other’s everything.

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