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Kim Taehyung- Insecurities

As the day of the celebration drew nearer, her desire to attend the event intensified. The mere thought of immersing herself in the festivities, surrounded by laughter and merriment, filled her with an inexplicable longing. The idea had been planted in her mind by the enigmatic gentleman who had effortlessly captured her attention from the moment they met. 

 His presence alone was enough to ignite a spark within her, his charm and charisma captivating her every thought. Like the sun, he radiated a beauty that was impossible to ignore, drawing people towards him like moths to a flame. His enigmatic aura seemed to envelop her, leaving her in awe of his magnetic personality. 

 But as the day approached, doubts began to creep into her mind. How could she possibly match the allure of this captivating gentleman? Would she be able to hold her own in his presence, or would she pale in comparison? Uncertainty began to cloud her thoughts, casting a shadow over her initial excitement. 

 She yearned to partake in the festivities, to revel in the joyous atmosphere that awaited her. The anticipation of dancing under the twinkling lights, surrounded by laughter and music, was almost too much to bear. But the fear of not living up to the enigmatic gentleman's charm began to gnaw at her, threatening to dampen her spirits.

As he gently grasped her hand, his touch sent a wave of warmth through her entire being. The soft caress of his thumb against her knuckles had a mesmerizing effect, momentarily distracting her from the passing scenery outside the taxi window. Lost in her own thoughts, she finally glanced up at him, only to be met with a reassuring smile that instantly melted away any lingering doubts. His eyes, brimming with affection, scanned her party attire, appreciating every detail with an intensity that made her heart flutter. 

"You're beautiful."

As she looked into his eyes, she saw a flicker of concern, a glimmer of understanding. He knew her so well, could read her like an open book. With a gentle touch, he reassured her, his fingertips tracing delicate patterns on her hand. His love was unconditional, his patience boundless. 

But amidst the overwhelming affection, a pang of guilt tugged at her heart. How could she be so consumed by her own emotions when this day was meant to honor him? He, who had always put her needs before his own, who had shown her unwavering support and kindness. She couldn't help but feel selfish for allowing her own insecurities to overshadow his moment of celebration. In that moment, she realized that her worries were nothing more than figments of her imagination, mere illusions created by her own mind.

As they arrived at the venue, they gracefully exited the taxi, their fingers delicately entwined, a symbol of their deep connection. Standing before the majestic building, Taehyung wore a reassuring smile, guiding her into the grand banquet where the prestigious award ceremony was unfolding. The stadium was adorned with exquisite decorations, creating an enchanting atmosphere that captivated her senses. Surrounded by a sea of stunning individuals, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Taehyung, with his strikingly handsome appearance, effortlessly blended into the glamorous crowd, while she couldn't shake off the feeling of being a mere outsider in this dazzling world.

The gazes of the other idols lingered on her, their whispers exchanged in hushed tones as the two of them walked past. She could sense their judgment, their unspoken doubts about her presence in this place. Deep down, she knew she didn't fit in here, that she was an outsider in their glamorous world. Yes, she could play the role, donning exquisite gowns, styling her hair flawlessly, and applying makeup with precision. In photographs, she might even deceive the eyes, but she would never truly belong among them. 

 The glamorous gowns and flawless makeup were just a facade, a mask she wore to fit in. Deep down, she knew that beneath the layers of glamour, she was still no one. She couldn't help but wonder if they could see through her carefully constructed image, if they could sense the insecurities that lay hidden beneath her confident exterior. 

 Sitting at the table with Taehyung, one of the most revered idols in the industry, only intensified her feelings of inadequacy. She couldn't help but compare herself to him, his effortless charm and natural talent. It seemed as if he belonged here, effortlessly blending in with the other idols, while she stood out like a sore thumb. 

 The weight of their judgment and her own self-doubt became too much to bear.

She politely excused herself from the dining table, murmuring a sudden urge to visit the lavatory, and gracefully made her way down the familiar corridor that had previously guided them towards the grand arena. A surge of tears welled up in her eyes, causing a sharp sting, and she quickened her pace in an attempt to escape into the soothing embrace of the nocturnal breeze. The mere thought of being present in that place was already a source of embarrassment, but the prospect of being caught shedding tears was simply unbearable. As she gently pushed open the heavy doors, a refreshing gust of cool air tenderly caressed her flushed cheeks. Stepping outside, she allowed the doors to close behind her, and in that moment, she surrendered to the overwhelming emotions, allowing the tears to cascade freely down her face, while tenderly cradling herself in her own embrace.

She had been drowning in a sea of despair, her mind a chaotic storm of insecurities and negative thoughts. Every passing moment felt like an eternity, as time seemed to stretch and warp under the weight of her emotions. The world around her became a blur, as she was consumed by the darkness within her own mind. Unbeknownst to her, someone had stepped outside with her. Taehyung, with his kind heart and empathetic nature, had sensed her distress when she had left. He had seen the way her shoulders slumped, the heaviness in her eyes, and he couldn't bear to see her suffer alone. Leaving behind the award show and celebrations, he had made his way a her, after herdetermined to comfort her.

As he approached her, a gentle touch graced her bare shoulders, causing her to startle and turn her attention to the side. There he stood, Taehyung, his eyes filled with concern and compassion. Overwhelmed with guilt, tears cascaded down her face, mingling with the old ones. She couldn't believe that Taehyung had forsaken the joyous festivities to be by her side. The weight of her self-doubt and self-hatred intensified, as she questioned why someone as kind and caring as him would waste his time on someone like her.

She felt an overwhelming urge to express the inner turmoil she was experiencing, but her voice failed her. Her throat tightened, making her words weak and inadequate in conveying the intensity of her emotions. "I want a better body. I want perfect skin," she admitted, her vulnerability evident in her insecure words. "I want to be perfect like all of your other friends."

Taehyung reached out his hand gently, carefully wiping away the stray tears on her cheeks, before embracing her delicate figure warmly. "I will love you in any form you take," he whispered softly, his fingertips tenderly caressing her cold skin. Overwhelmed by his affection, she couldn't help but feel undeserving of such devotion, especially from someone as extraordinary as him. Suddenly, it was as if he had the ability to understand her deepest thoughts, as he pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes with deep intensity. "My love, I know you may not see yourself as I do," he admitted, his gaze filled with unwavering sincerity, "But please trust me when I say that in my eyes, you are perfect." As she looked into his eyes, she saw a reflection of her true self - a person worthy of love and admiration. His words were like a balm to her wounded soul, healing the scars of self-doubt that had haunted her for years. In his presence, she felt safe, protected, and valued. The weight of his love and acceptance washed over her, melting away the insecurities that had plagued her for so long. She had always felt like an outsider, never quite fitting into the mold idol-society had created. But she fit in with Taehyung- With him she felt seen, understood, and cherished. 

Taehyung's touch was gentle yet electrifying, sending shivers down her spine. His fingertips traced delicate patterns on her skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. It was as if his touch had the power to ignite a fire within her, awakening a newfound confidence and self-assurance. She couldn't help but wonder how someone like Taehyung, with his magnetic charm and captivating presence, could see perfection in her. But his unwavering sincerity and genuine affection erased any doubts that lingered in her mind. His love was not based on superficial beauty or societal standards; it ran deeper, reaching the core of her being. 

In that moment, she felt a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness that had consumed her. It was as if a ray of sunlight had broken through the storm clouds. Together, they stood in the midst of her turmoil, finding comfort in each other's presence. Taehyung's selflessness and understanding became a beacon of light, guiding her towards self-acceptance. And as they stood there, the whirlwind of emotions began to subside, replaced by a newfound sense of hope and resilience. In that moment, she realized that she was deserving of love and compassion, despite her flaws and struggles.

-Taehyung P.O.V. -

His attention was caught by the subtle change in her demeanor when she mentioned her need to visit the restroom. Without meeting his gaze, she gracefully rose from the table. As he observed her moving further away, he couldn't help but notice the weight that burdened her shoulders, causing them to slump. Her eyes, once filled with light, now carried a profound weariness that hadn't been present before. It was evident that if she was enduring any pain, she refused to let him know. After a brief pause, he too stood up from the table and quietly trailed the path she had taken towards the exit doors.

As he followed her, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. The air around them seemed heavy with unspoken words, and he couldn't help but wonder what had caused this sudden change in her demeanor. As she reached the exit doors, he noticed her quickening her pace, as if trying to escape from something. His heart ached at the sight of her retreating figure, knowing that she was carrying a burden that she didn't want to burden him with. With each step he took, he felt a mix of concern and determination. He couldn't bear the thought of her suffering alone, and he knew that he had to be there for her, no matter what.

Observing her as she gracefully walked out, he patiently waited a while before finally leaving the premises himself. The sight of her trying to maintain composure, her arms tightly wrapped around her, caused a pang of sorrow in his heart. However, what truly devastated him were the tears that cascaded effortlessly down her delicate face. How had he failed to recognize her pain? How had he not seen the overwhelming burden she carried?

As he caught up to her, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder, silently offering his support. She turned to him, her eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and embarrassment. Despite the flaws that she perceived in her appearance, such as the crimson tinge encircling her eyes and the rosy hue of her nose, he couldn't help but be completely captivated by her exquisite allure. Her beauty, in his eyes, was simply irresistible. Even though she believed she appeared disheveled, he saw her as nothing short of breathtaking, a truly authentic and captivating individual.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. She confessed her struggles, her fears, and the pain that had been consuming her. He listened intently, his heart breaking with each word she uttered. He reassured her that he was there for her, that she didn't have to face her demons alone.

"I want a better body." You look so pretty.

"I wan perfect skin." Pretty like the wind.

"I want to be perfect like all your other friends." Every time I see you, I feel adrenaline.

Without saying a word, he reached out and wiped away her tears before wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. "I will love you in any form you take." He knew that as they journeyed through life together, he would continuously rediscover the depths of his love for her, much like the countless stars that decorate the night sky. In that moment, he could feel her body relax against his, as if finally allowing herself to let go of the weight she had been carrying. 

With a tender gesture, he slowly withdrew to meet her gaze, confessing softly, his heart heavy with emotion, how truly captivating he found her, and how deeply he cherished her. "I know you don't see yourself the way i do," he murmured. "But please trust me when I say that in my eyes, you are perfect."

His gaze fixated on the profound impact his words and actions had on her, as they shattered the gloomy haze that clouded her thoughts and restored a radiant gleam to her eyes. With unwavering attention, he observed her gradual acceptance of the profound depth of his love for her. As his fingertips delicately caressed her skin, he sensed the goosebumps that arose, a testament to the tenderness of his touch. In that moment, he had successfully brought her back from the depths of despair and provided her with the reassurance she desperately needed. The grand festivities that once consumed their attention were now a distant memory, for it was in this secluded space that their connection truly flourished.

"I want to kiss you." His longing to feel her lips against his own was undeniable, yet this time he decided to express his desire openly. It was not his usual approach, as he would often seize the moment without uttering a word. However, he believed that by voicing his intentions, he would bring her joy. As he gazed into her eyes, he noticed a gentle smile forming on her face, confirming his intuition. In response, she leaned closer, her lips slightly puckered, and without hesitation, he met her halfway, their lips intertwining in a passionate embrace. In that instant, a sense of harmony washed over them, as if all was right in the world once more.