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Ru Ru! Congrats on the milestone! 𼳠So many of these prompts are tempting but here goes: Taehyung, artist AU, unrequited, falling into the other's arms and "are you serious?"? đ⨠(and don't hold back on the angst, I want the pain)

~summary: Taehyung loves you, just not the way you love him. ~artist au, angst, unrequited love ~word count: 945 ~rating: g ~warnings: pain D:
~a/n: whyyy ajđđI tried to give you pain, but it hurt me too XD.. but thank you so much for your request, I hope you ...like? it?? hahahađlove you lots x also, Iâm using this as my entry for the âkim taehyungâ square at @bangtanwritingbingo âthis drabble is part of my pick & mix drabble game which is still open if you want to request!!

âOof!â
You barely got a glimpse at your friend before he was barrelling towards you and collapsing into your arms. Stumbling back a step from the impact, you did your best to hug him back without spilling the drinks in your hands.
âItâs finally finished,â Tae groaned, low voice rumbling against your shoulder.
Trying to ignore the thrill it sent through your heart, you patted him on the back
âI knew you could do it.â
Pulling away, Tae met your eyes at last. Just for a moment, he was all too close â the wind had flushed his cheeks and stirred up his scruffy hair. The smile he flashed as he prised his hot chocolate from your fingers left you breathless.
You told yourself you shouldnât stare, but all the same it was impossible to take your eyes off him as he closed his eyes and took a sip, humming contentedly at the taste.
âYou always get my order right,â he told you.
You swallowed hard as his fingers circled your own, lightly pulling you along with him.
âIâm not the one who made it,â you protested, âand where are we going?â
âTo the exhibition, of course.â
You raised your eyebrows. Taehyung had been locked up in either his studio or the gallery preparing this exhibition for a while, but you still hadnât expected to see it so soon.
âIsnât the opening at the weekend?â
âYeah⌠Iâm bringing someoneâŚâ
He wouldnât meet your eyes as he spoke the words that made your heart drop every time. You should have expected it, you thought as he scratched the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable.
A while ago, you had told him you liked him. Liked him as more than a friend. And as much as you each tried to pretend, things had never quite been right since.
He hadnât felt the same.
He still went on dates, still only let you as close as best friends did. Somehow, that was worse. You knew he wanted you to move on, but how were you supposed to do that when he was still right here in all his smiling beauty, holding your hand, even if it didnât mean the same thing to him?
âBut I wanted you to be the first to see it,â he quickly assured you, moving on as if he hadnât just shattered your heart again. You didnât blame him for that. Maybe not mentioning it helped him forget, helped him pretend.
If only you could be as lucky.
Offering the strongest smile you could when your chest felt so cold and empty, you soon hid yourself by downing a few gulps of coffee. The warm liquid tasted sickly on your tongue, sat heavily in your stomach.
Somehow, you had already arrived. The gallery wasnât big or modern, but Tae had still been super excited when they had contacted him.
Proudly showing you his access card, he opened the door, allowing you in first. Already, you missed the joyful crease of his eyes as it left your line of sight.
You would prefer to let your eyes linger on his happiness than on these hallways which you knew would soon be filled with people, Taehyung weaving through the crowds with someone else by his side.
At last, you reached the space where he had set up his exhibition. As you stepped inside, you pushed down those thoughts in favour of admiration. The space truly left you spellbound, seeing your best friendâs work on the walls making pride swell within you.
By your side, Taehyung eyed you. He was practically bouncing on his feet as he waited for your approval.
Casting your eyes over the space, you saw a few paintings you recognised, and some that were clearly new. All were in his signature style, bold colours but somehow with a subtlety that drew you in.
And then your breath caught in your throat.
Was that-?
No. You cursed the way your stupid heart swelled, just like it did every time you thought there might be hope. Offering itself up to be broken just the same every time.
Seeing where your eyes had landed, a smile lit up Taeâs face.
âDo you like it?â
You stared at the painting, then back at him. You had to gulp down tears, but your voice was thick when you spoke.
âAre you serious? You painted⌠me?â
The portrait was perfectly recognisable, you just had trouble believing it. It was beautiful, and you even remembered the place it was based on, some woods you had got lost in together a couple of summers ago.
To think that Taehyung had taken the time, his own hands mapping out your features perfectly, breathing his own life into them with vivid colour, even painting the light that shone through your hair. It looked like the way he made you feel. Alive, lit up. And here it was, captured on a canvas for all to see.
You hadnât even noticed the tears welling in your eyes until Taeâs finger brushed one from your cheek.
Startled, you looked at him. His eyes were so wide and innocent. Curse him and his endless love, giving you hope. Curse the fact that love would never be yours.
âI take it these are happy tears?â
Blinking rapidly, you just nodded. There was no way could explain everything you were feeling. This was Taeâs project, it was supposed to be about him. You would support him the way you always did, no matter if it hurt. Bringing him down was the last thing you wanted.
âYouâre important to me, of course I wanted you in here,â he continued, âyouâre my best friend.â
And his words were sincere, but they werenât enough.

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