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06. too blind to see | reliability • kth

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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 2.258 genre: drama, light angst rating: pg-13 warnings: cursing, alcohol consumption au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3

summary: taehyung seeks advice from yoongi and ends up realizing that there are some unresolved feelings he needs to figure it out

A/N: this was probably one of my favorite chapters to write. working on the relationship between tae and yoongi is refreshing, because yoongi comes in as the voice of reason (and maybe even the reader's voice too a lil’ bit) and is a very important thing for the protagonist's development.

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“This is concerning” Yoon Gi said as he took the glass from the waiter's tray, “And it also doesn't make any sense. Y/N would never resign without good reason.” He paused briefly to face me, as I remained silent trying to find the right words. “What did you do, Tae Hyung?”

I fidgeted in the armchair a couple of times and ran my hands through my hair before revealing in a tone that I hoped was casual and aloof enough as if things like this happened all the time and I was perfectly okay with the consequences.

“I may or may not have humiliated her in front of the shareholders just to make a point about how wrong it was to go behind my back to buy your shares and then in private question her trust”

“Tell me you're joking” Yoon Gi looked me up and down, his expression a little difficult to read. He looked angry but at the same time confused, as if he hadn't heard me right. Apparently, my attempt at sounding casual failed. I could only mumble sounds. Words? What was that? I suddenly became desperate. Who was I trying to fool? Yoon Gi or myself?

“Tae Hyung! Are you stupid?” he placed the drink on the small table between us, “Why did you do that?”

The real reason I didn't know. I simply did it. Impulse? Yes. Stupidity? For sure. Ego? Most likely. The more I replay the incident in my head, the more ridiculous it gets. Saying it out loud? Mortifying.

“I know, I know” I started defending myself, “In the beginning, the shareholders were all nice and everything was great. They sucked up to me the way they never sucked up to my dad. However, as the years went by I started to deny their perks and demands and they responded by doing the absolute minimum. Didn't affect Vante as you would expect, instead left me with a bunch of shit to do and stress level through the roof” I explained.

Yoon Gi took another sip of his whiskey and, still holding the glass close to his mouth, he pointed his index finger at me making the liquid stir inside. “From where I’m standing you shouldn’t have used Y/N in your so-called revenge plan. You should have talked to her about it first and come up with a plan together to fuck those assholes”

“Yes, we already established that I am a jerk” I lowered my head, pouring more soju, “When I first heard she bought the shares I got really pissed, I’m not gonna lie. I explicitly told her you and I had a deal and she had to come to me first” I continued to defend myself, after all, there was some sort of logic behind my fuck up.

“She bought shares in which company?” Yoon Gi asked.

I squinted for a moment trying to remember names, “FL and Losna"

“Not many people know I own Losna, Tae” he pondered, “It may have been an honest mistake on her part”

“She knew about FL though!”

“I don't care, you’re wrong”

“Yoon Gi” I cry out.

I wanted his help to make sense of all of this and also get some moral support, not to take Y/N’s side and tell me the truth so bluntly. We have been brothers since we were ten years old, which means I hope he will lie to me and spare my feelings — it’s called good manners.

“Tae Hyung” he mimicked me in a sarcastic tone, obviously making fun of my pain, “Listen, I’ll talk to my lawyers about this to see how we can reverse the deal. At least with FL. Losna doesn’t matter much”

Yoon Gi was always mature, sensible, and responsible, there was no way he would spare my feelings. Deep down I knew that and understood he was the only friend who could get me right on track. Did I enjoy our little dynamic? No. Did it work? Every goddamn time.

“What about your dad? What will you tell him once he finds out?” I asked, making Yoon Gi laugh.

“The truth” he replied.

I crossed my arms and stared at him in total disbelief, “You say it like it’s easy…”

“It's not easy at all, but unlike you, my friend, I have this thing called uh…” Yoon Gi paused dramatically looking around as if he had lost something in the armchair, “...balls, so it’ll be fine” he smiled, not showing his teeth.

“Ha ha, very funny” I slowly clapped my hands.

“I wasn't trying to be” his eyebrows arched in surprise, “Natural talent, perhaps?”

“Sure, let’s go with that” I scoffed, “Can your natural talent also help me get back on Y/N’s good side?”

Yoon Gi narrowed his eyes, “Is there more you’re not telling me? Did something else happen?”

This man knew me very well, so much so he knew exactly when I was hiding a piece of information. If I wanted his help, I should tell the full story with Y/N, not just the meeting/humiliation part, so that's how I spent the next fifteen minutes detailing our conversation (or should I say fight?) at the building's emergency stairs.

When I finished, Yoon Gi took a few seconds to digest it all and then tilted his head sideways, biting his lip, trying to read my body expression. “Why are you so desperate to get her back?” he finally asked.

Thank God, an easy question to answer. “Because she is the best and I need her”

“Nah, I don't think that's it” he shook his head and shifted his body, now sitting more on the edge of the chair with a smirk on his face.

“What? What are you trying to say?” I disputed.

“You like her” he pointed his fingers at me, the smirk still intact on his face.

“I what?”

“Like her” Yoon Gi repeated and chuckled as he leaned back in his armchair again, probably satisfied with his ridiculously inaccurate and delusional remark. Unbelievable.

“Since when do you get drunk with only two glasses of whiskey?” I wondered.

“Don't deflect, Tae Hyung”

“I'm not” I shrugged looking around. I wanted to leave so bad. “I don’t know where you got this impression but I don’t like her”

“Don't deny it, Tae Hyung” Yoon Gi rolled his eyes.

“Fine, I’ll play along” I took off my blazer feeling annoyed with this line of questioning, “What made you think I like Y/N?”

Yoon Gi wasted no time. “Gee, I don't know, maybe it has to do with the fact that you talk about her all the time?” he leaned in to pick up his whiskey from the table, “Or how you find any excuse to work late just to see her for a couple more hours?” he asked before taking a sip.

“No no, forget it, I think it's because she never let you shoot your shot, not even in college, and you are secretly obsessed with the tug of war you two play” he seemed to be talking to himself, “It irritates you so damn much but at the same time is exciting, isn't it?” he finally looked at me and smiled. “You hate being told no but she makes it cool, doesn't she?” he lifted the glass as if he wanted to make a toast.

I looked to the glass, then to his face, then back to the glass. What is happening? Where did he get all this from? Why so many details?

“You have to stop reading webtoons, I'm serious” was all I managed to say.

“How can you be this oblivious?” Yoon Gi snorted. “I’m actually a bit sad for you”

“I don't see why” I blinked, confused by his statement. “I'm fine, she's fine. We'll see each other tomorrow” I smiled, sipping some of my soju after raising the glass. This was something worthy of a toast.

“You poor thing. No you won’t, she won’t come back” he shook his head. “I’m sorry to be the one to break it down for you but not only is she ‘the one that got away’, she’s also an amazing professional who just got an amazing opportunity”

When I called Yoon Gi earlier tonight this was not what I had in mind. As time went by I felt worse about how unable I was to resolve the situation.

“Opportunity?”

Yoon Gi pursed his lips for a moment organizing his thoughts. “Y/N is free to do whatever she wants and, honestly, I don't blame her. Ten years with you would take a toll on anybody”

“We’ve known each other for twenty” I replied, pretending to be offended.

“I’m not anybody, first of all” it was Yoon Gi's turn to be fake offended “And you're like my little brother, so it's different” he crossed his legs.

I sank in the armchair imagining Y/N disappearing from my life and never stepping a foot on Vante again: a bitter taste came to my mouth and I felt my chest tighten. 

“You really think she would do that? You know, go work somewhere else?”

Yoon Gi blushed and shyly nodded, “I would if I was her”

But she can’t go. I made a stupid judgment call and it’s not a good enough reason for her to quit. Maybe there is something more she isn’t telling me. If I could just talk to her one more time, if she gave me another chance, I would shut the fuck up and listen. She could demand anything and I would give it to her. A raise? More vacation days? Less overtime? I am willing to do whatever to get her back.

Seeing my sad face, Yoon Gi added, “Give her some space, Tae. Actual space, okay? Don’t call her, don’t text her, and for God’s sake, don’t chase her down some stairs”

Yeah, he's right, I shouldn't be pushing too hard, but then how am I going to show her how sorry I am? Me and my fucking ego ruined everything, that's great.

“I think the first thing you need to do is figure out how you truly feel about her" Yoon Gi started once he noticed the shift in my mood, “I can talk all night long about the tiny details I noticed throughout the years but it won't make any difference because you have to look back and see it for yourself”

I could honestly feel how much Yoon Gi cared. His tone of voice was soft and even a bit sweet, leaving me with no choice but to lift my chin and meet his concerned and loving gaze.

“I can be wrong though, I don't know” he quickly added, uncrossing his legs and placing his hands on his lap. “To be honest I was waiting for the day when you would come up to me and tell you guys were finally a thing. I kinda hoped you were at least working on it at this point. It's been a decade in the making, maybe more” he laughed trying to lighten the mood.

“I-I don't know, man” I confessed.

It was strange for me to hear out loud that Y/N was different because I always knew she was, since and the first time we met. There was something about her that attracted me and at the same time drove me crazy. I hated the way she treated me, always acting like she was superior, but I loved the way her indifference encouraged me to be better and overcome my own limits.

I never felt the need to label our relationship because it had automatically been labeled as 'incompatible' from the get go. It didn't matter how beautiful I thought she looked in a ponytail while studying late at night at the college library, how I envied her attitude towards life or her extensive knowledge in any subject, nor the good relationship she had with all the teachers, classmates. and now Vante employees, Y/N and I were not close enough to create a bond, let alone a relationship. We had no time, opportunity or desire to, I suppose.

Her position in the company felt like meant to be one of my mom’s shenanigans so it was surprising how long it took for shit to hit the fan. At some point, we were bound to have a fight or even fall out for good but I guessed that would happen within the first two years, not now. Besides, in the ten years she spent here, three were dating a guy from London. On and off, of course.

How was I supposed to compete with him? Not that I thought about competing in the first place but if I hypothetically did I wouldn’t stand a chance. Even with me being obviously more handsome, successful, and richer than him, they had a bond and intellectual compatibility I could never match.

“It's okay,” Yoon Gi assured with his hand on my shoulder, “that's why I told you to give it some thought and figure it out. It's normal, you have been close for so long that it might be hard to distinguish at first”

That's it? 

I'm just used to thinking of Y/N as a partner and not as a potential lover? Is it okay to change my mind at some point? Does she even care? What would she say? Wait, what would I say to her? 

This is all happening so fast.

I'm scared.

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𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 ❤ 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗸! 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

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07. a double-edged sword | reliability • kth

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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 4.738 genre: drama, light angst rating: pg-13 warnings: cursing au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3

summary: over the course of a month, tae is forced to face his feelings in order to fix things with Y/N. but will he be able to? she has some news.

A/N: a double-edged sword: a situation or course of action having both positive and negative effects. in this particular chapter i wanted to show that even when you have the best intentions at heart, things might take an inexpected turn and get you back to square one

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≡ 24 hours later ≡

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Saturday. 11pm. I was trying so hard to fell asleep but my stupid and stubborn brain only knew how to repeat Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, over and over and over and over again — it was driving me nuts.

Yoon Gi helped. He truly did. I felt so much better after talking to him but to be completely honest he stirred some shit inside me too and I wasn't sure how productive the next few days were going to be. If I can't sleep, how am I supposed to focus on work? Y/N may have quit but I was still CEO and had a lot of people depending on me.

In the dark, the light beams that came in through the bedroom window made shadows with interesting shapes and I stared at the ceiling as if it was going to give me the answers I needed.

I took a deep breath.

They say there are 5 stages to grieving: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. I already went through 3 but out of order. Does that count?

At first, I tried to bargain with Y/N. No success there. Then I went to straight denial as Yoon Gi casually pointed out how dumb and blind I have been. Now I'm getting depressed because I don't really see a way out of this. Y/N is gone.

Another deep breath.

Maybe I should go make ramen.

In the kitchen, while setting everything up, I went over different conversations I had with Y/N over the years, looking for any hint that my subconscious could have given me that I genuinely liked her. It was still weird to talk about it so openly, even in my own head. Bringing to consciousness something that was asleep, for whatever reason, was uncomfortable.

I'm not sure why I made a point of burying the possibility inside me. Maybe because I believed she hated me (but if she hated you so much, why did she go to work for you?), maybe because I thought she didn't have time for a relationship (she didn't have time because you loaded her with work, idiot) or it was because I was simply afraid (this seems like the most logical option, congratulations). The dialogue with myself went on for a while until the ramen was just the way I like it and I ate out of the pan sitting at the dinner table.

What do I really feel for her?

Is it attraction? Admiration? Lust?

What do I like about her?

If I text Yoon Gi right now will he block me? Probably.

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≡ 1 week later ≡

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “You have been quiet since you got here, honey. Did something happen?” my mom asked as she calmly sliced her steak. Joining us at the table were my father, my brother, and his fiancee Hyun Jae.

“Don't tell me you lost the exclusivity deal with that Australian company” my dad sipped some of his wine while my mom gave an elusive nudge with her elbow making him almost spit his drink.

“No dad, I renewed the deal” I replied.

“So what happened?” my mom insisted, more concerned now, even making Ye Jun lookup.

“Nothing, nothing” I reaffirmed with a (fake) smile making her smile too. “Tell me about the wedding, Jun. Have you guys set the date yet?” I pointed the knife at my brother and my future sister-in-law.

“September 15th” Hyun Jae nodded sheepishly.

“Excellent! I will ask Eun Ae to block my schedule"

“Thank you, Tae” Ye Jun smiled.

“It will be here in Seoul, a classic but intimate ceremony. We are not going to invite many people, just the dearest ones” Hyun Jae explained. “Are you bringing someone?”

I think she must have asked the question that everyone there wanted to ask because the three heads immediately turned to me. My mom because she was curious, my father because he was surprised, and my brother because of Hyun Jae's boldness. Now it was his turn to nudge her with his elbow.

“You can bring someone, or not, it’s fine, we don't care” she laughed embarrassed. “I mean, we do care, you are very important, we are family…” she immediately corrected herself.

“Baby, I think he got it” Ye Jun put his hand on top of Hyun Jae's, making her stop and breathe. It was actually funny the way she blushed. My brother, poor guy, head over heels for her, admired every tiny detail on her face. They deserve each other.

“You should bring Y/N” my mom commented with a smirk as if she had said the most brilliant thing ever.

My dad looked at her a little surprised, “She's a good girl, but wouldn't she give the wrong impression?”

I didn't even have time to say anything, because my mom already intervened as if Y/N was her own daughter, “What do you mean wrong?”

“No, not like that” said my father, “She works at Vante, she is not Tae Hyung's girlfriend. People gossip, you know Soo Jin?”

“And what do you know about gossip, anyway?” my mom narrowed her eyes.

“I'm right here, guys” I remarked, “Doesn't my opinion count?”

“Right” my dad rolled his eyes at my mom and turned to me, “What do you think? Would she accept the invitation even though she only has a professional relationship with you?”

“Maybe, I'll have to ask her” I took another bite of my food. With my mouth full I can't spill out that Y/N no longer works at Vante. My father would kill me.

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As I'm walking to the front door to grab my jacket and car keys after I said goodbye to my family, I hear footsteps approaching behind me. To no surprise at all, it was my mother.

“You used to stay longer, you know?” she stood beside me, snuggling to her beautiful peach cardigan. Her cheekbones had a light shade of pink and her hair was up in a ponytail. She looked so young.

“I'm sorry mom, I really have to go”

“But it's Sunday” she pouted, hugging my right arm and stopping me from putting the other side of the jacket on.

My mom had this adorable side that came out every once in a while, whenever she needed some attention. Didn't happen much, but at the same time, it made my heart grow bigger. It also made me a little bit sad too since I knew it was because she was feeling either sad or lonely.

“Yeah, I know, I wish I could but there's a lot to be done at the company and I have to prepare for a big meeting tomorrow” I (white) lied since I'm embarrassed about the actual reason why. A part of that statement was true though.

“I know that excuse all too well” my mom side-eyed me, letting go of my arm, “Your dad used to say it quite a lot”

More and more I see traits of my dad in me and I hate it. I swore from the beginning that I was going to be different. Better. Look at me treating my mom the same way he did for so many years. I'm pathetic.

“Can't you ask Y/N to help you or handle the meeting? Just this once” she pleaded, watching me put the car keys in the jacket’s front pocket, “Your brother's wedding it's in 6 weeks and I need to discuss some things with you before"

“Uh…” I paused for a second. I should have seen this question coming. “Y/N is very busy too” I shrugged nonchalantly.

My mom furrowed her eyebrows.

“Let me check my schedule” I quickly intervened, holding her by the shoulders, trying to change the subject, “I think I can come to dinner next Friday and we’ll talk about the wedding”

“Fine” she sighed in defeat.

I gave her a big box smile and a kiss on the forehead, “Okay, I gotta go now, mom”

As I was reaching for the doorknob she said, “Wait, just one more thing”

“Yeah?” I turned around.

She looked me dead in the eyes, cute attitude long gone. “Apologize to Y/N”

“W-what?” I stammered in shock.

“I don't know what you did, but just apologize” she pointed her finger at me as if I was five years old and just did something naughty.

“How did you…” I avoided her stare, letting out a nervous laugh.

“Whenever we asked about her you gave evasive answers” she said just before poking me in the chest, “And I know you"

This was my problem and I didn’t want my mom worrying about it. She had a tendency to want to solve everything for everyone and I suspect she would also like me to date Y/N. To this day, I don't know what her real intention was in insisting on hiring Y/N, but something tells me that it was love at first sight for my mother — unlike me, which was not even on the 8790th sight. If my mother could have chosen to have a daughter, I’m sure she would describe Y/N head to toe, flaws and all.

“Thanks mom but I'll find a way to fix it” I replied with a faint smile, barely holding it together. If she only knew how I was feeling inside.

“Oh, I know that, you always do” she gave me a wink, “Just remember to speak from the heart” and rubbed my chest.

“I did that. Didn't work"

“Are you sure?” she squinted her eyes.

“What do you mean? Of course!” I pulled away.

“Tae Hyung, you have a terrible way to communicate your feelings” she looked back at the living room making sure no one was close by to listen to the next part as she whispered, “and that's on me and your dad" I laughed and she returned to normal volume, “So I highly doubt you knew what you were doing”

“I asked her to stay, that I needed her there”

“Wait, why?” she grabbed my arm again and led me towards the door.

“She quit” I whispered as we crossed the threshold.

“What?” my mom shouted.

“Shh!!” I said while closing the door behind us and pulling her close to me as we walked to the driveway, “Yes, I fucked up really bad mom, but I know that if I can just talk to her one more time I'll convince her to change her mind”

“Where is she now?” my mom asked, lowering the hand that was over her mouth.

There’s no more hiding, I guess. I need to come clean.

“I don't know"

“Good God, Tae Hyung” she slapped my arm, “How in the world did you manage to lose your most devoted and talented employee?”

“By being an asshole” I confessed.

She rolled her eyes, “Lovely”

The moment we approach my car I suddenly turn around, desperation fully displayed on my face, “Can you just please keep this a secret? I'll figure something out, just don't tell dad yet”

My mom pondered for a few seconds. Not if she was going to tell my dad or not, because I knew she wouldn't do it, but what to say to me next. I could see in her eyes how worried she was and how badly she wanted to offer me some kind of solution (the family's problem solver, remember?). Instead, she just used the old-fashioned threat, “You better!”

“Now I really have to go” I gave her a hug. “I love you”

“I love you too” she squeezed me a bit tighter before taking a step back and cupping my face, “And remember: be honest. With her, and with yourself”

“I will…” I nodded, promising myself that as difficult as it was, I would try. My mom was right and that was good advice.

“And stop being an asshole” she moved her hands from my cheeks and rested them on my shoulders.

That was also another good piece of advice, although more difficult to execute, so I just laughed, “I will”

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 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Right after I got out of the shower, while still drying my hair, I noticed my phone light up and vibrate over the sink. It took me a few seconds to register the name that appeared in large letters at the top: Y/N. I threw the towel away and picked up the device as fast as I could, almost dropping it on the floor. Desperate was an understatement.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Are you at home?” she asked, which I immediately replied with a grunt which made her continue, “Can I come in? We need to talk”

The tone in Y/N's voice was serious but didn’t show anger as I thought it would; not like that day on the emergency staircase, at least. I ran over to the intercom and saw her on the camera. The request was surprising, the time even more so. It wasn't like her to show up here at my house, so whatever she had to talk about it must be urgent. Okay, Y/N was the topic of conversation, but something stirred inside me and I started to feel restless.

“Sure” I replied, pressing the button that opened the gate and ending the call right away.

She caught me so off guard and I didn't even have time to put clothes on! I was still in my bathrobe. Damn, this doesn't seem appropriate. As soon as I heard the front door open, I ran into the bedroom and put on the first outfit I saw, a set of black sweats.

Back in the living room, Y/N was sitting on the couch with her elbows resting on her thighs and her chin in her hands, swinging back and forth. Was she nervous or just bored?

“Ah, hello!” I coughed first to announce my presence, “Sorry, I just got out of the shower”

“That’s okay” she straightened up and smiled, watching me walk around the couch and sit, “I should have given you a heads up before coming and not simply show up at your doorstep”

“You are always welcome” I adjusted the glasses on the bridge of my nose, still unsure of what to say next and somewhat afraid of what she had to tell me, “Did something happen?”

Y/N took a deep breath.

Oh-oh, that doesn't sound good.

“Over the past few weeks, I thought a lot about what happened, about the things I said and, especially about the things I didn't say” she looked away, now staring at the tv on the wall in front of us. “Do you remember that acquisition in Hong Kong?”

It took me a few seconds to pinpoint the memory but I smiled when I did, “Sure, it was your first international purchase”

That day Y/N was so happy and I remember thinking ‘It's just another purchase, why is she smiling so much?’, without even considering how meaningful it must have been for her.

“Yes, but what I remember most vividly about that day was the way you treated me” her gaze now returned to me, nostalgic and a kind of sad, “I felt invincible because you believed that I could be invincible” she smiled without showing her teeth as if the memory itself was a little painful to talk about.

“I thought you knew” I replied frowning, “You always acted like you were” I chuckled and Y/N blushed.

“Apparently, we never properly recognized how alike we are and how we have influenced each other over the years, have we?” she asked.

I thought about it for a moment, “Yeah, I guess you’re right”

“Everything has always been so implicit” she nodded, “At least for me…”

“Of course, for me too. I was never big on words, you know that” I agreed.

“Maybe that was our mistake too” she observed, suddenly making me understand exactly what this conversation was about. Watching my reaction closely, she continued, “You know what I'm talking about, don't you?”

I knew, of course I did, but it is so difficult to say it out loud.

“My inability to say thank you?” I teased, trying to be funny, too much of a coward to keep going. Why am I like this? Why do I have to make things more complicated? It's so simple. She is so simple.

“I was talking about how we both took each other's trust for granted and ended up abusing certain situations, thinking it would be okay and just brushing them off when in fact the chance of us getting hurt and feeling betrayed was pretty big” Y/N shrugged, “but sure, you can be really ungrateful”

Shit.

I must have spent a lot of time staring at my feet, searching for the right words, because she took advantage of my silence to keep talking.

“Precisely because I knew you trusted me so much, it didn't even cross my mind to consult you on such a small acquisition and, at that time, very insignificant and disconnected of Min Industries, because I had done it before” she paused and glanced back at me just to make sure that I was following along. “You, on the other hand, thought that I would stay, even after I was humiliated and hurt because that wasn’t the first time that we disagreed on something and you put on a little show”

Yup, she called me on my bullshit. I really took our relationship for granted. When I think of the selfish way in which I made certain decisions or how I treated her, it almost seems like an out-of-body experience. It is as if I look at myself and couldn’t recognize the person in front of me.

“My mistake was to assume that you knew and respected me enough not to use me as a pawn in a pathetic power scheme” Y/N continued, now with a little more urgency in her voice, “And yours was that I was going to tolerate this behavior forever and quietly; a bit submissively too”

She got up and started pacing around the room, “I should have told you that your attitude bothered me but I was busy and naively waiting for that Hong Kong Tae Hyung to appear. The one who was kind, empathetic, and also funny” she seemed lost in thought but not for long. She then regained focus and asked me with bitterness in her voice, “I wanted to be your friend, wasn’t it obvious?”

“No, quite the opposite” I snapped.

“Since college”

“What?” I widened my eyes, “You ignored me in college"

“Because in the few interactions we had, you always found a way to criticize me”

“Wait, you criticized me” I said, getting up and pointing a finger at Y/N.

She watched me do this and pointed her finger back, stammering a little bit, “I-I did it because you did it first”

“I'm so confused…” I massaged my temples as I walked towards the kitchen. Water, I need water.

Y/N was right behind me. She stopped in front of the island and watched me open the fridge. “You really have no idea what's going on around you, do you? Always oblivious”

“I don’t do it on purpose, Y/N” I justified, slamming the door and opening the bottle of water. My voice came out a little harsh because of the mocking tone she had used before — I couldn't help it, this is how we communicate. She noticed.

“But it doesn't hurt any less because of it” she whispered, lowering her head and staring at the counter.

Even after I realized my reaction was exaggerated and being completely aware that this was the whole point of the conversation, I couldn't hold back the following words and kind of shouted, “Is that what you wanted to tell me? At this hour of the night? That I’m a bad person? Thanks, I got the memo”

Y/N took a deep breath, “I'll let this one slide”

Does she want to lay all the cards on the table? Great, let’s do it.

“You know what?” I started, taking a quick sip of water and closing the bottle, “I've been waiting to hear from you for over a month. I was desperate thinking that something had happened. Now you show up here, late at night, with what I thought would be an explanation or at least a productive conversation, but no” I faced Y/N, my hands resting on the cold marble, fingertips gripping the edge tightly. “What do you want?”

“To tell you straight up I’m tired” she replied without any emotion in her voice, “I'm tired of your games, trying to understand your obsession with rules, sympathizing with your family problems, giving my blood sweat, and tears for Vante, acting like your work wife, giving up quality time with my family or any possibility of personal life” she shifted the weight from one leg to the other and tilted her head a little to the side, “I just wanted you to see me as worthy”

“Worthy?” I asked.

“Worthy of your time, of your friendship, and who knows, maybe something more” Y/N ended with a humorless laugh, the kind you give after hearing something absurd or a bad joke.

“Something more?” I blinked trying to assimilate the information.

Y/N rolled her eyes, “Don't try to be funny now”

“Promise I’m not” I raised both hands.

“Tae Hyung, for God's sake, the tension between us is palpable, it always has been. Can you honestly tell me you didn't feel it?” she leaned over the island and grabbed the water bottle in front of me and drank right away.

“Well, yes... I did” I scratched my head, “but you are so hard to read…”

“That's because you never bothered to get to know me. Not really” she capped the bottle and tossed it back to me, “Back in college you made sure to put up a wall between us. I don't even know you”

“What are you talking about?” I grabbed the bottle with one hand in a quick reflex, “You’re the person who knows me the best, Y/N” I pointed the bottle back at her.

“You only get that impression because we spent hours on end together, but when was the last time you told me anything personal?”

Wait, that was a valid question. When was the last time? I'm sure it wasn't that long ago. Hold on, I'll remember. It was that day... no, it was that time...

“See?” she crossed her arms, taking advantage of my inner monologue.

“We’re digressing” I walked around the kitchen, returning to the couch, “What is this worthy thing all about? Do you…” I paused as I sat down, biting my bottom lip “Do you like me?” I asked.

Y/N, still in the kitchen, laughed to herself before slapping the island's surface, “Out of everything I said, is this the part you’re focusing on?”

“Oh I'm sorry if I'm a little shocked by the ton of information you just dumped on me” I said in a sarcastic tone, getting up from the couch feeling the adrenaline running through my body, it was impossible to stay still. “It’s obvious that I had no idea that you felt so bad working at Vante, if I had known I would have done something about it. I never wanted or expected you to give up your life for me or the company, now I feel bad”

“It is what it is” she put her hands in the front pockets of the plaid maxi blazer and walked towards me.

“No, it doesn't work like that” I shook my head “It’s like you don't know the basics”

Then that's it. We reached the point of no return. With each new information Y/N revealed, more urgent was my need to make everything clear. I was scared as hell, but we had no choice. Either we talked about how we really felt or we would end our relationship for good.

“You can't come to my house and say everything you want to say and hope that I don't say anything back. The last month was a fucking nightmare for me, I replayed that night over and over in my head, dissecting all my answers and finding three new ones, because I knew I made the biggest mistake of my life” I felt like my heart was going to come out of my mouth, blood pumping in my ear, my hands were starting to sweat, “If I could go back in time, I would, but I can’t. And where were you for me to properly apologize?”

“I needed some time” she muttered.

“Yes, I understand, I don’t blame you. But now you’re here. Let's talk!”

Y/N was still standing behind the couch, her facial expression impassive, just waiting for what I was going to say next. I, on the other hand, had already taken off my glasses and moved to the front of the tv, walking back and forth in an attempt to calm down a little and choose the right set of words.

“I know I already said it, but I’m gonna say it again, I shouldn't have humiliated you in front of the shareholders, let alone questioned your trust or loyalty to me and Vante. For that and also for being an absolute jerk most of the time, I sincerely apologize”

Y/N nodded.

“It was never my intention to hurt you, drive you away, or disrespect you. You are the person I admire the most within the company. That day I saw the perfect opportunity and went for it. I thought that if I showed the shareholders that even the “boss’s favorite” didn’t have privileges, of course, they wouldn’t” I said calmly and slowly so that she had time to absorb everything.

“I am obsessed with rules because they help me find order amid chaos” I continued, “I’m terrible with surprises. I hate the feeling of helplessness that comes attached to error. My perfectionist nature limits me more than it helps and if I could change something about myself it would be that”

I walk towards Y/N, the only thing between us is the couch.

“Believe me, I didn’t make a conscious choice to use them as an obstacle to anything, including a relationship. I'm sorry for that too” I rubbed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

“About telling you things about my personal life, I honestly thought you didn't care at all” I looked up to meet her eyes, “Even before Vante, you never seemed to care about me that way” I put my hands in my sweatshirt pocket, “You mentioned the wall I put up, but you must have helped me build it because I also know very little about your life. Have you noticed that?”

Y/N was speechless. From her reaction, I could see I struck a nerve. She was too focused on pointing out my defects and forgot to recognize her own.

“Huh…” she said, narrowing her eyes after thinking for a while, “I think you’re right. Better late than never then”

“What?”

“Eric proposed to me” Y/N stated.

I shake my head, suddenly dizzy by what I just heard. Torn between confusion, despair, and a nervous breakdown, I feel like screaming and laughing at the same time because if I heard her correctly it is ridiculous. 

“Are you serious?”

Was Y/N testing me? I thought she liked me. Up until three minutes ago, that was what she made me believe. I’m not crazy, she said 'something more’, didn't she? So how could she be marrying another guy? And that stupid englishman of all people? It must be a joke.

“Didn’t you want me to tell you about my personal life? This is personal” Y/N crossed her arms, “Eric proposed to me”

“Okay, you are serious” I said to myself, “What did you say?” I turned my face to her, a pleading look on my face. At that moment it was impossible to read her expression and the silence was killing me, “Did you accept, Y/N?”

“Yes”

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𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 ❤ 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗸! 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

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08. hanging by a thread | reliability • kth

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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 2.909 genre: drama, light angst rating: pg-13 warnings: cursing au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3

summary: tae is conflicted between following yoongi's advice and respecting Y/N decision to move on with another man. which one will he choose?

A/N: definitely one of my favorite chapters :’) with the story nearing its end, i had to continue the build up and create a curve that would lead to the apex (which will come in chapter 9). hope you like it!!

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“I guess I should probably go…” was the first thing Y/N said after a few minutes of complete silence. I was leaning against the tv wall with my forehead pressed against the cold marble and eyes tightly shut. I knew she was starting to get uncomfortable and I desperately wanted to say something to make the situation less uncomfortable. Oh well.

“Are you coming back to Vante?” I asked slightly banging my head to make the imminent headache that was beginning to form go the fuck away.

“No, why?” she quickly replied, sounding genuinely confused.

I immediately turned around, “But I apologized”

“You’re missing the point — again” Y/N said annoyed, “It’s not about that. It’s about what’s best for me right now”

“Running away, you mean?” I crossed my arms and took a few steps closer to her.

“Choosing” she got up from the couch with her purse already hanging from her shoulder, ready to leave. “For the first time in a long time, this is something I chose, for myself. Not for you, not for my family, not for anybody”

I think she has a point. After how honest she was today, I can only accept that she no longer wants to work with me, let alone have me in her life, but it's hard. I never thought we would reach this point. Although she didn't consider us friends, I feel like I'm losing one and it’s the weirdest feeling ever. I don't even know what I can possibly say to reverse this situation and make sure that at least we keep in touch from time to time, like college buddies I guess. 

Jesus, this is so lame. I don’t know if I can do it.

The crazy part is that, for a millisecond, I saw something sad in her eyes. Like she didn't want to go away or maybe she regretted this decision. Unfortunately, I can't hang my hopes on a hunch. I shouldn’t have hopes in the first place, she made that very clear tonight.

“I’ll have your paperwork ready by monday morning. Can you swing by the office?”

“Yes, thank you!”

The relief tone she used stung.

“I’m gonna go now” Y/N announced and I moved out of the way taking a couple steps back to let her through.

“I’ll walk you out”

“Don’t worry about it” she gave me a faint smile, “I know the way”

I feel a mixture of contempt, sadness, and shame. She doesn't even wanna be close to me. It's like I don't know her anymore, I'm shocked. I can't even accompany her for the last time, say a proper goodbye. Would I ever see her again?

Before she reached the front door I decided to turn my back so I wouldn't have the image of her leaving engraved in my brain forever. If I didn’t see it then it didn’t happen, it’s not real, she didn’t leave for good, just temporarily.

Entering my bedroom, I grabbed my phone lying on the bed and texted Yoon Gi.

kim taehyung | 11:23pm: she’s gone gone  min yoongi | 11:25pm: what? kim taehyung | 11:25pm: y/n. she left for real this time min yoongi | 11:26pm: why? kim taehyung | 11:29pm: she’s getting married

As soon as I pressed send I knew it would get a reaction out of him and I laughed out loud when my phone rang announcing his call coming through.

“What the fuck?” Yoon Gi bluntly started.

“Yes” I chuckled.

“You’re kidding right?”

I moved up the bed and laid down, propping one of my arms behind my head, “Wish I was”

“Hold on. How is she getting married? To whom? Was she even dating?”

“To some English guy named Eric”

“English?” he sounded disgusted.

“Well, he’s half Korean. His parents moved to England before he was born” I stared at the ceiling recalling the time when I first found this out.

“How do you know that?” Yoon Gi asked like he read my mind.

“Google”

“Taehyung…”

He will think I’m crazy.

“Fine, a private investigator”

“Just because she is marrying him?”

See? Crazy people behavior alert.

“God no, I’m not a psycho” I explained, “I had him check out the first time he appeared, a few years ago. He’s Y/N college boyfriend”

“So you know him”

“No. Technically they met at the MBA program in London not in college but it was around the same time we graduated so who cares…Anyway, one day he showed up at the office to pick her up and she introduced him as her boyfriend”

I remember like it was yesterday, dark hair, bangs almost on his eyes, a kind smile. A full-on goody-goody. Too perfect to be real, raising the biggest red flag on my book of weirdos.

“I thought it was very strange she hadn’t mentioned a boyfriend before so I had him check out just to make sure he wasn’t a serial killer or something, you know?” I continued.

“And at that moment you didn’t realize you had feelings for her?” the way Yoon Gi asked the question I knew he was furring his eyebrows behind the phone.

“What?”

“Please, who does that? You actually paid a guy to look into another guy because of a girl. A girl that was just your employee, by the way. Don’t you think it screams ‘I’m-in-love-with-you-and-incredibly-jealous-of-this-relationship-you-suddenly-have’?”

“Now I do,” I scratched my head and sat up, “at the time I thought I was just being nice and looking out for a female employee. You know how many weirdos exist these days”

“Right…”

I let out a loud sight and got out of bed. Yoon Gi was doubting my intentions and, even though I was unconsciously already interested in Y/N at the time, what I did was perfectly okay. I didn’t do it because I was jealous nor was I trying to sabotage their relationship.

“Did you at least confess your feelings?” he asked.

I paced around the room a little bit before answering, “Not exactly”

“What do you mean not exactly? Either you did or you didn’t”

“We kinda argued about some stuff, then acknowledged we had sexual tension and next thing I knew she was telling me how ever since college she wanted to be my friend or even more”

“Yah!!!!” Yoon Gi yelled, making me almost drop my phone.

“What, what?”

“If I was next to you right now I’d punch you in the face”

“Why?” I asked, kneeling in front of the bed and putting my phone on speaker. Yoon Gi knew how to be scary sometimes.

“I can’t believe she said this and you didn’t confess” he grunted, “That was your cue! What’s wrong with you?” I could hear the non-existent facepalm from miles away. He was disappointed in me, I knew it. Bet he’s thinking how our conversation at the pub didn’t mean shit for me, but it did.

“I apologized though” I paused to get a reaction, staring at the phone. “Wholeheartedly!” I added.

Sometimes I felt like a little boy asking his father's approval. I never did that with mine but I found myself doing it with Yoon Gi every now and then. I always wanted to be cool in his eyes.

“Okay, that’s actually good”

I silently mouthed a thank you and fixed my posture to sit cross-legged in front of my phone to talk to Yoon Gi as if he was on my bed.

“Yeah, but then as I was gathering the courage, trying to find a way to approach the subject she was like since you wanna know about my personal life, I’m engaged, how’s that for personal? and I was just standing there like are you serious?”

I may have mimicked her voice and my voice for theatrical purposes, which made Yoon Gi laugh. He could be so annoying sometimes, I swear. 

“Why you laughing?”

“I’m imagining the look on your face”

“Thanks”

“Go on…” he said, obviously trying to hold his laugh.

“That was basically it. She said it was her choice and I pondered a little bit before agreeing and saying I would have her resignation papers drafted and ready by monday morning”

“Wait, so she’s not coming back?” Yoon Gi’s tone went back to serious.

“Oh yeah, no" I shrugged.

“Wow, you’re fucked” he clicked his teeth.

“Yup” I agreed, infatuating the ‘p’.

“Personally and professionally” he reiterated.

“Big time”

“I don’t know what to say to you right now”

“I was counting on your advice, to be honest” I tittered.

“Now that you thought about your feelings and is sure about them, you have to tell her”

“Yoongi,” I got up and started gesticulating towards the phone as if he could see me, “she’s getting married!”

Did I not tell the story right? Was he not following along?

“She’s not married yet”

He got me there. If we are going to stick to technical terms, I guess Yoon Gi is right.

“On monday morning, when she stops by to get the papers, just tell her” he suggested.

I don't know, there is something about not respecting the boundaries she imposed half an hour ago that doesn't sit right with me. On the other hand, what made me equally uneasy was how sad she seemed when she left.

“It won’t make any difference” I scoffed, sitting down next to the phone and biting my thumb nail.

“You don’t know that” Yoon Gi reprimanded me.

“I don’t think she’ll like it very much” I shook my head nervously.

Come to think of it, she has been sad ever since our talk in the emergency staircase.

“You don’t know that either” he pointed out.

“Isn’t it just rude? I know she’s with another guy and she made it very clear tonight that she doesn’t want to be in any form of relationship with me. She didn’t even let me walk her out!”

“Stop making excuses for yourself and decisions for her. Just tell her. You’ll feel better, I promise”

“Doubtful” I said, face between my hands, the sound coming off a little bit muffled. I don’t know if Yoon Gi heard me or not. He’s right, I know he is, but I just can’t do it. She’ll just start to hate me and if there’s one thing I’m not willing to lose is her respect.

“Listen to me, don’t listen to me, I don’t care. You know I don’t care” he said, “All I know is that you guys would’ve been great together and you’ll definitely regret it not even trying”

“Damn” I looked at the phone.

“What?” he chuckled, “Too harsh?”

“Not more than usual”

That made me smile. Yoon Gi has always been the type of friend who said what needed to be said instead of what you would like to hear. At the beginning of our friendship, I misunderstood his advice for personal criticism especially tailored to hurt my ego. As I got to know him better, I learned his sincerity was a gift and was always accompanied by the best intentions. He really cared. Not about if I liked or not or what I was going to do per se, but how much I was going to let the problem affect me. 

Yoon Gi is an empathic guy, although he doesn't seem like it at first. He is always thinking about how to help other people feel better and I am very grateful to have him in my life. He knows that even if I don't take the majority of his advice, I have too much respect for him to not at least consider what he has to say.

“I was going for painful” he jokes.

“I appreciate you” I smile again.

“I know you do”

“Talk to you soon”

“Bye!”

After ending the call, I had a lot to think about. I needed a plan to talk to Y/N on monday, I couldn't just confess my feelings out of the blue. It's late and I'm too tired. I'll deal with it tomorrow.

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As soon as I turn left on the street, I can see my house and relief runs through my body. I can't wait to take a shower and sleep! Airplanes are so uncomfortable. But wait, the lights are on.

After parking, I climb the short flight of stairs that connects the garage to the main house and go out into the corridor, instantly being greeted by the delicious smell of something being baked.

“Hi, I’m back!” I say in a sing-song voice, taking off my shoes.

“In the kitchen” a female voice shouts.

Heading in the direction of the voice, and thinking about what I'm probably going to eat, I walk into Y/N separating some ingredients on the island and picking up the mixer.

“What are you doing?” I ask confused.

“Baking a cake?” she replies with a ‘duh’ expression.

I didn't know Y/N liked to cook, I'm quite shocked she is here. How did she get in? I don't remember giving her the keys.

“Okay, and since when do you bake?” I teased taking off my jacket and throwing it on the couch.

She looked up, pointing the spatula at me, “Since the man that I love decided he didn’t want a birthday party”

I smiled and she continued preparing what I gathered was the frosting. I'll never get sick of hearing her say those words. It gives me goosebumps and fills my chest with the warmest, most amazing feeling.

“It’s not that big of a deal” I shrugged.

It really wasn't. I don't care much about my birthday. I used to when I was younger. Once I rented a yacht for the weekend, another time I took my friends to Greece, another year I went to Vegas with Yoon Gi. It's funny to see how priorities change over time because these things sound so trivial right now and don't appeal to me anymore. I did it for fun, not because the fact that I was born was an important event. It was just a date on the calendar where I was allowed to go crazy.

Y/N, however, didn’t see it that way.

“To me it is!”

Inside the bowl in front of her was this beautiful, soft-looking white mixture that made my mouth water and I quickly reached my hand to scoop a little bit.

“This looks good, can I have a tas—” I was interrupted with a slap on my hand.

“No!”

“Ouch” I laugh.

“I’m not done yet” she laughs too and I roll my eyes. Just a tiny bit wouldn’t make a difference, she knows that! Looks so tasty.

“If you behave, I have a surprise set up for you later” she smirked.

“Oh really?” I hugged her from behind, putting my hands on her stomach and leaving a kiss on her cheek. She hummed in response and kept smiling while stirring the mix.

“Can’t wait” I whispered in her ear before kissing her naked shoulder, which unfortunately wasn’t for long thanks to a stupid alarm that started ringing nonstop.

“Aren’t you gonna get that?” Y/N asked me and I shook my head in the crook of her neck. “Tae!” she laughs, “Your phone is ringing”

All of a sudden I feel sad for some reason, “I wanna stay here with you”

Y/N immediately stops stirring the mix and turns around to face me, displaying the most loving look in her eyes as she smiles and hugs me, “But baby, I’m not going anywhere”

And just as seamless it started, seamlessly it ended. When I turned around to pick up my phone and answer it, I suddenly found myself in another place, now totally dark and Y/N was nowhere near. This is actually my bedroom, 4:12 am. It was all a dream.

I sat on the bed, took a few deep breaths, ran my hands over my face and hair, forcing myself to get back to reality and fully wake up from the best and most realistic dream I’ve ever had. It was like a taste of what my life could have been with Y/N if only I had realized my feelings sooner. I hate myself for wasting so much time and energy fighting and suppressing it.

I squeezed my eyes shut trying to remember every detail of her face as she smiled at me. I don't think I have ever gotten this close in real life and wonder how I managed to visualize those beautiful eyes so clearly. Especially the way they formed wrinkles on top of her cheekbones when she smiled and the way her lips practically begged to be kissed.

She seemed so happy with me. And she was baking a cake, for God’s sake. I don’t even like cake that much and yet she made them look like the best creation mankind came up with. Who knew a dream could leave you this worked up. No, stop! I have to remind myself that it isn’t real. She’s not mine, she’s marrying somebody else.

She’s not married yet.

Yoon Gi's voice pops up in my head and that statement is the only thing I can think of as I lie down again and try to go back to sleep. I don’t think I’ll be able to wait until monday to talk to her. I can’t hold it in anymore.

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𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 ❤ 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗸! 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

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09. careful decision, heartful declaration | reliability • kth

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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 4.197 genre: drama, angst rating: pg-13 warnings: cursing, tears, lots of angst au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3

summary: time seems to drag on until taehyung is finally able to pour his heart out for Y/N. everything led up to this very moment. he's ready!

A/N: the amount of work i put into this chapter speaks for itself. i'm very proud of the final result, especially taehyung's declaration. please enjoy and get tissues :')

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SUNDAY, 10:01 a.m.

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After breakfast, I decided to call my mom first.

“Finally” she answered the phone.

“It’s 10 a.m., mom” I yawn.

“Listen, Hyun Jae hurt her foot while we were visiting the wedding venue so the ceremony will have to be postponed”

I immediately stop stretching and focus on the gravity of what I just heard, “Oh, wow. Is she okay?”

“Yes, it’s just a bad sprained ankle. We’re at the hospital right now” my mom replied, kind of whispering, “She’ll have to wear that boot thing for a few weeks”

“I see” I glance over to the kitchen clock, “Since you’re in the hospital with her, I assume Ye Jun is too and our visit to the tailors is canceled”

“Yeah” my mom sighed. “Oh, I ran into Y/N” she added more cheerfully, which immediately made me imagine the worst scenario possible.

“At the hospital?” I asked a bit desperate, getting up from the dinner table.

“No, calm down. At the coffee shop near the venue. I stopped by before the meeting and she was leaving”

Phew.

“Was she alone?”

My mom could sense something was up so she asked suspiciously, “Yeah, why?”

“Nothing” I answered with a smile, happy that the english dude wasn’t around,

“Did you talk to her?”

“Just a quick hello” she was still very skeptical of my line of questioning.

“How was she? Did she look sad or something?” I started pacing around the kitchen.

“No, she was smiling, very polite as always” my mom replied obviously fed up, “What’s going on Tae Hyung? What happened between you two?”

“Nothing” I assured her.

“Did you apologize like I told you to?”

“Yes, I did” I paused, “Profusely”

“Then why are you worried? Aren’t you on good terms now?”

Last night’s discussion came flooding back and I had no option to tell her a semi-truth.

“Yeah, we are”

Semi because we reached an agreement but it wasn’t the best or most ideal one. Technically we are on good terms. Realistically? Well, we pretty much ended our relationship. How do you label that? How do you explain this to a third party? Especially to my mom.

“Great!” she cut me off, ending the conversion, “Listen, the doctor is back to discharge Hyun Jae. I gotta go”

“No problem” I turn on my heels, heading to the bathroom, “Wedding postponed, tailor’s appointment canceled. Got it”

What I need now is a long shower to properly wake up, make me forget the realistic dream, and relax. Lying to my mom is exhausting and I don't like doing it, but I'm not ready to tell her the whole story.

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SUNDAY, 12:30 p.m.

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“The answer is no” Yoon Gi tells me when I called him back after his ‘wanna hang out?’ text.

“Come on, please?” I beg.

“For the hundredth time, I don’t play tennis and neither do you”

“How dare you?” I gasp overdramatically, “ I’m an excellent player”

“Excellent faker” he points out.

Maybe I’m not the best player around, but I sure looked cool trying it. Yoon Gi doesn’t get it.

“Can we please just go out and do something productive? I can’t stay around the house. It will give me too much time to think about Y/N”

“We can go to a shooting range” he suggests like it was something completely normal, the only obvious choice.

“To a what?”

“Shooting range” he repeats, “Guns. Bullets. Loud noises. Stress reliever”

“I know what it is” I scoff.

“I don’t hear a no in that sentence, therefore I’m texting you the address right now and will meet you down there in half an hour”

“Yoon Gi!” I protest.

“Hanging up, can’t hear you, goodbye"

And just like that, the call ended. I found myself staring at the screen completely unsure of what just happened and questioning if I consciously agreed to shoot a gun. A real one. Then the text popped up.

min yoongi | 12:35pm: 21 Bongeunsa-ro 2-gil, Yeoksam-dong, Gangnam-gu

He is serious, okay.

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SUNDAY, 01:09 p.m.

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The shooting range didn't look as scary as one normally would in movies. From the street, the entrance looked like an ordinary restaurant, to be honest. In my mind, shooting ranges were a dark, tiny and underground space with dim lights and strong manly men judging me from afar. The reality was quite the opposite. Very spacious and colorful with extremely organized rooms and various types of weapons, not to mention the staff, which included men and women of different ages. It had a gym vibe, come to think of it.

After entering, meeting Yoon Gi at the counter, and going over all the bureaucratic stuff that involves shooting a gun, we were taken to a small room with 6 individual cabins.

“You can definitely pretend the target is the english dude” Yoon Gi said after we chose the last two cabins in the back, “I won’t judge you”

“Jesus man, you’re a savage” I replied putting on my safety glasses.

He side-eyed me, “I’m not actually into violence, you know that. It’s just playing pretend. Let loose”

I knew that, but sometimes Yoon Gi's ability to analyze a situation impassively rather than emotionally, scared me a little bit. Sure, I could imagine Eric as my target, but I didn't really want to hurt him, so what was the point?

“Who are you imagining for your target?” I asked genuinely curious.

“Myself” he cocked and fired so quickly and confidently my jaw dropped.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Yoon Gi smirked with eyes still on the target, which he hit perfectly, “Long story”

After that, I pressed the intercom button on the side of my cabin to request staff assistance. I think Yoon Gi invited me here because he needed to, and I could see he had a lot on his mind to stop and teach me how to shoot this thing.

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MONDAY, 08:41 a.m.

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Monday morning finally rolled around, and as I was in the car heading to Vante, a million things came to mind. My playlist was on shuffle and the universe, being the prankster that it is, started playing a terrible sequence of sappy songs that remind me of Y/N. I've never been the guy to get attached and this is all very new. Kind of strange (and wonderful) how I discovered this new side of me thanks to her.

“Good morning, Mr. Kim” Eun Ae got up and bowed as I stepped out of the elevator.

“Morning, Ms. Gwa” I bowed back, “What’s my schedule for today?”

“At 9 you have a conference call with Mr. Song Kang Dae, at 10:30 a meeting with our lawyers and a 1 o’clock lunch reservation at La Yeon with your dad” she followed me into the office.

“Busy day ahead, I see” Y/N smiled and bowed to us.

The second my brain registered it was Y/N's voice, my heart skipped a beat. I wasn't expecting her so early.

“Hi, Y/N”

“Excuse me” Eun Ae said quietly, shutting the door on her way out.

“Eun Ae didn’t see me get in, don’t get mad at her” Y/N explained.

“Mad? No, it’s fine” I sat at my desk, “Your papers should be somewhere right here…”

“Okay” she replied.

A few seconds of very uncomfortable silence passed before Y/N herself broke it.

“So I…”

“Found it!” I shouted, grabbing the file and going around my desk to give it to Y/N.

“Oh, great” she smiled without showing her teeth, which I thought was a bit weird like she was suddenly annoyed for some reason, “Where do I sign?”

“Here, here, and...right here” I pointed to the colored arrow-shaped post-its.

I was trying to be as professional as I could before jumping into the most important part. Finding the perfect segway for a confession is harder than it seems and I was no longer paying attention to what Y/N was doing, all I could do was rehearse in my head what I was going to say next.

“Uh” I began after she and I were finished with the paperwork, “I was wondering if I could talk to you about something else before you leave”

“Sure! I need to tell you something too” she fixed her posture and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Y/N seemed nervous, maybe she should start.

“Yeah? Please go ahead”

“No, you go first!”

“It’s okay, you can start” I insisted.

“First things first, you don’t have to worry about my shares, I’m in the process of selling them back to you. Lee Sung is helping me with that, actually” she dried her palms on the navy blue skirt, “You also don’t have to worry about me working for another company because the NDA I signed is still valid and…”

She paused again as if she was afraid to say whatever it was she wanted to say. Ironically it made me feel better about what I wanted to share. She was just as nervous as I was and that was probably a good sign.

“And?”

“I won’t be working in Korea”

“W-what?” I muttered, eyes wide.

That’s not a good sign at all. In my brain, all kinds of sirens went off.

“I’m moving to London”

And then the sirens stopped, making room for an excruciating silence. I felt like I was deaf because her lips were moving but I couldn't understand a word. My mouth was completely dry. Face was hot, very hot. Hot enough to make my eyes start to sting and the tears come out to relieve them.

“This isn’t how I planned to tell you. I’m sorry” was the first thing I heard when my world started spinning again, “Please know that I’ll always be thankful for you taking a chance on me, teaching so much about the business, and of course, trusting me to help expand Vante beside you” she continued.

“Oh… I…” I stuttered, failing to give Y/N a proper answer.

“It’s a lot to take in, I know” she stared down at her lap.

My facial expression is either hilarious or very scary right now, thank God she's not looking directly at me. I'm trying my absolute hardest to fight back the tears by staying completely still.

“I feel like it’s the right moment to explore other opportunities. I’ve done pretty much the same thing over the last decade and it’s time to try something new” Y/N explained while playing with a loose thread on the sleeve of her white shirt.

“Uh...That’s all I had to say” she suddenly looked up and smiled at me, “Now you go”

Everything I had rehearsed and planned is gone. I have no idea how I was going to start, what I was going to say. I better get straight to the point and just say it. Quick and easy.

“I…”

She watched me intently, eyes searching for something in mine. I eagerly tried to do the same and convey everything I was feeling and that my throat wasn’t allowing with that stupid lump. It was so tight that I thought I was going to die of asphyxiation.

“You...ah” I finally managed to speak and clear my throat, “You ran into my mom yesterday”

“Yeah, I did!” Y/N nodded surprised, “She was so sweet. I hadn’t seen her in a while”

I smiled.

“That’s it? That’s what you wanted to tell me?” she chuckled.

“I know! Silly, right?” I made a silly face and got up, “Anyway, I don’t wanna keep you”

Y/N got up too and as she was talking towards the door she stopped and turned to me, “Isn’t this awkward?”

“A little bit, yeah” I agreed, hands in my pockets, “Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Please don’t make this harder” her expression got serious, a bit darker even.

“I’m not. I’m concerned about you”

“I’m not having this conversation with you, it’s not gonna end well” she started walking again.

“I don’t mean to start a fight, Y/N” I grabbed her wrist, “It’s just…" I let her go once she turned to me, “I can’t watch you walk away like this. It hurts too much, especially because it’s all my fault”

“You already apologized, I accepted and we need to move on” she looked away.

“But…”

She immediately turned and looked me dead in the eyes, “I thought a lot about this, I promise you” 

“You quitted in the middle of an argument”

“I did, but as soon as I calmed down a couple days later I thought about coming back”

“What?” I crossed my arms, “Why didn’t you?”

“That’s when the ‘thinking’ began. I spent a month figuring it all out. Once I reached my decision I immediately went to your house”

“But you didn’t say anything that night” I narrowed my eyes.

“I was planning on it but the topic of conversation changed really quickly” she grabbed her phone and looked at the time, “and I feel like it’s going to happen again right now if we keep diving into it”

I was already feeling restless and then the irritation crept in because I needed to know what was going on in her head. I'm tired of this fucking game.

“I get it and I respect your decision, however, I don’t understand it. At all”

“I’m sorry” she took a step backward.

“Don’t apologize for your feelings,” I took a step forward “just explain to me what’s going on and I’ll try my best to be supportive.” I paused for a second, studied her expression from up close, and grew impatient as she stood there with a blank stare, “If you don’t wanna work here because of me, that’s fine” I walked past her, going over to my desk, “The part that hurts me the most though is that we’re behaving like strangers right now and it’s weird”

“We both said things we can’t take back” she justified while I still had my back to her.

“I don’t care” I turned around, “What I do care is if you still respect me”

“What? Of course, I do” she sounded offended.

Now Tae Hyung, say it! Go for it!

“Great, because–”

“Please, you’re making this really hard for me” she interrupted.

Fuck!

“Why?” I sat down and propped my elbows on the table, zero patience left, ready to hear how I’m the one making this hard for her and not the other way around, “Why?”

“Because this is the toughest decision I had to make” she shouted, walking back to the couch and throwing her purse, “You think I wanted to walk away from this? From you? I had to. The argument we had a month ago was just the last drop of water in a glass that was already threatening to overflow”

She paced back and forth a couple of times, took a deep breath, and continued.

“I thought long and hard, the good, the bad, and everything in between. What you don’t seem to realize is that I didn’t recognize myself anymore” her voice was just a whisper. “I had no life, no plans, no nothing. I was on auto-pilot and I couldn’t take it anymore, it was too much. I had to take control of my life once and for all”

Y/N picks up her purse and approaches my desk.

“That’s why I’m starting over. I’m tired of holding on Tae Hyung, I need to let go. Please let me go”

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“And that’s the last thing I remember. Her storming out of my office” I said before taking another shot of soju, “I don’t remember my meetings, what I ate with my dad, nothing. What time is it by the way?”

“Around 10, I guess. When did you start drinking?”

“Not that long ago, I think 7?” I squint, trying to look at my watch but it’s out of focus.

“She really fucked you up, huh?”

“Yoon Gi, I didn’t call you here for you to remind me of her” I pointed a finger at my friend, “I don’t wanna talk about Y/N”

“You brought her up” he sipped his drink sounding incredibly amused.

“You know what the worst part is? She didn’t let me talk” I pouted.

“No, I know you. If there’s one thing you do and do it well is talk. I think you had plenty of chances to say what you wanted to say. You didn’t because you were scared”

“I was about to. Twice!”

“If you only channeled the energy that goes to arguing with her towards confessing, oh man, your life would be so much easier”

“Oh, I’m sorry, when was the last time you confessed any type of feelings for another human being?” I took another shot and slammed the tiny glass on the counter of the bar, “What a goddamn expert you are, huh?”

“Tae, let me take you home. You need some sleep”

“No, no sleep!” I waved my hands in front of him, “What I need is to talk to Y/N”

“Absolutely not” he put his drink down and stared at me.

“Yoon Gi, please” I put my hand on his shoulder, “I’m doing this with or without you but I much rather if you were there”

“You...you just said you didn’t want to talk about her! Now you want to go see her?” he pinched the bridge of his nose, “What the fuck? I hate drunk Tae Hyung” he complained.

I shrugged, “I’m not drunk, I just changed my mind"

“I’m clearly in charge of a child. I can’t believe this” Yoon Gi got up and grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair.

I did the same, knowing I was in good hands for the rest of the night, “Let’s go!”

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“I’ll stay in the car, okay? Dong Hyun will park a little bit down the street so we can give you some privacy” Yoon Gi explained, “If you need anything, call. But try not to, okay? Handle your shit for once”

“Okay” I laughed and hugged him.

“Get off me” he pushed me out of the car.

Standing on the sidewalk in front of Y/N’s house, I waited for Yoon Gi's car to drive away to approach the intercom and press the button. A few seconds later, she answered.

“Yes?”

“Hey, it’s me!” I appeared in front of the camera, “I need to talk to you”

“It’s 11 o’clock” she whispered and I could tell she was pissed.

“Yeah, but I really gotta talk to you, can you just come outside?”

Silence.

“Hello? Y/N” I tapped the camera.

More silence.

I went back to the sidewalk, saw the living room light on, and yelled out her name.

“What are you doing here?” she opened the gate and walked over to me wearing a big cozy coat on top of what I guessed was her pajamas.

“Please don’t go!” I blurted it out.

“Stop!” she was full-on angry and stretched her hand out to keep me at a distance.

I approached her, her hand almost touching my suit, “I’m serious”

“Are, are you drunk?” she bent down to look up at my eyes.

“Drunk has such a negative connotation. I think inebriated is a better word for it”

“It’s late Tae Hyung, go home” she turned around to go back inside.

“I’ll be here all night if I have to” I dared, opening my arms.

She held the gate looking at me, “I’ll call the police

“That’s excessive” I cocked my head, “Do it, I don’t care” and shrugged.

“You think this is funny? Are you enjoying this?” Y/N quickly hushed towards me, leaving the gate open.

“No and no” I replied with a shy smile, “I came here because I need to tell you something”

“We said everything we wanted to say this morning”

“No, you did!” I scowled, “Why are you being like this?”

She hugged her coat tighter, arms crossed, chin threatening to tremble, “Please leave”

“Don’t go to London”

“What?” she blinked.

“You heard me. Don’t go. I need you here, I want you here. You belong with me”

Y/N expression was the purest form of shock, “Excuse me?”

“For the last ten years, I’ve been deeply and blindly in love with you. So much so it’s basically second nature to me. I didn’t have to question my feelings because they’ve always been there. You felt like home. You are home. I’ve been trying to tell you this since you came to my house. I’m so sorry it took this long for me to realize how special you are, how wonderful my life is with you in it, and how incredibly lucky I am to even know you”

Y/N’s mouth was slightly open, her expression more relaxed. No raised eyebrows or any indication that those words were bothering her in any way, so I kept going.

“You drive me crazy but I wouldn’t have it any other way! You taught me so much. You are fierce, smart, and funny. I love everything about you!” I chuckled, “From the way you tie your hair to how you handle our meetings. I’m in awe of how strong you are and how much work you put into everything you do” I paused, staring deep into her eyes, “I’m also very thankful to you for being by my side through many ups and downs. I never meant to take your generosity and support for granted, but I have, and it kills me to look back and realize I didn’t appreciate you while you were around. That I didn’t support you when you needed the most”

I could already see her eyes watering as the wind grew stronger around us. I knew it was cold but I couldn't feel a damn thing. The electricity between us was enough to keep me warm.

“And oh my God, I can’t imagine life without you and the thought of it actually scares the shit out of me so please, even though I’m remarkably late, please don’t marry him. Don’t go to London. Choose me. I’ll make up for it, I promise! I’ll spend the rest of my life making amends to you. I’ve never been this honest before, and not only do I need you to believe every single word I just said but also pay close attention to the following three: I love you, Y/N"

Y/N's tears streamed down her face as if they were a river previously prevented from its natural course. She didn't say anything. She simply lifted the back of her hand to her nose and looked away in embarrassment, squeezing her eyes shut, wishing very badly to stop the river from flowing any longer.

“You’re my choice. My only choice” I confessed once she opened her eyes again and faced me.

“Is everything okay, Y/N?” a male voice interjected, making the both of us snap out of our own little world.

What the fuck is he doing here? This cannot be happening. No, no, no!

Y/N got startled when she heard Eric's voice and quickly wiped away her tears without turning around. I, on the other hand, remained in complete shock and didn’t move a muscle.

“Yes!” she sniffed and fixed her hair, trying to regain a little composure, “Mr. Kim was just telling me something important”

Eric walked out and stopped by Y/N side, “Oh! Then would you like to come inside for a cup of tea, Mr. Kim?”

My eyes were certainly already red from before and started to burn even more now watching this scene. I’m confident that the tear stains were still visible on my face and, even though the street light was not the best, Eric had to be blind not to see it.

This is my karma. Having another man put his arm around the woman I love and comfort her when I should be the one doing it instead of being the asshole who put her in that position in the first place. 

It's time for me to accept defeat. At least I tried.

“No no, it’s fine. I said everything I needed to say. You guys have a good night, alright?” I bowed.

“Thank you, drive safe!” Eric said, bowing back.

“I almost forgot” I looked back at both of them and tried to smile,

“Congratulations on your engagement!” and then focused my attention on Y/N, not caring at all if Eric would notice it, “Be happy”

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ A/N²: in this chapter i wanted to express the feeling that we all have when something big and exciting is about to happen and you can't seem to concentrate properly until it does. to me, it feels like there are only fragments of conversations, actions or thoughts being registered into the brain, you know?

you don't pay much attention to the world around you so it's like flashes & there isn't much coherence to them because in the back of your mind the focus is 'the thing' it's about to happen. in tae's case, it's confessing his love for y/n.

hopefully my attempt to demonstrate that came off as natural instead of confusing. thanks for reading <3

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10. what do you see? (final) | reliability • kth

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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 5.662 genre: drama, angst rating: pg-15 warnings: cursing, kissing, implied mental health struggles, brief description of panic attack au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3

summary: all good things must come to an end so that better ones can begin. until then, taehyung is forced to deal with the aftermath of y/n’s choice

A/N: i'm a tad emotional to finally share the last chapter of this special story. full note at the end :)

shout-out to my wonderful beta indigo (@playmetheclassics). thanks to you i'm wrapping this up the way i always dreamed of: with fluidity emotion and good dialogues. i appreciated all of your suggestions <3

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Walking back to Yoon Gi’s car, I felt the cold wind on my back as it passed through the thin layer of my suit and made my teeth chatter. My hands were cold as ice and all the heat that consumed me minutes ago disappeared the second I heard Eric’s voice. Now I had this strange sensation on my face as if my skin was tight. I think it’s the dried-up tears.

“Drive” I said as soon as I got in the back seat, startling Yoon Gi.

“What happened?” he locked his phone and faced me.

Something felt off. I had butterflies in my stomach, but not the good kind. I felt nauseous, consumed with shame, and my chest was aching. It felt as if there wasn’t enough air in the room and I couldn’t breathe, I wanted to take a deep breath and I couldn’t.

“Just drive, please” I mumbled quickly, doing my best not to pass out or throw up because I didn’t know which one would happen first.

Yoon Gi understood and firmly said to his driver, “Dong Hyun, go!”

I thought the car moving would help calm me down, but it didn’t. I thought physically distancing myself from Y/N would help, but it didn’t. Instead, distancing myself from Y/N caused me a sense of panic that I had never experienced before. To the point where I started to sob uncontrollably, on the verge of hyperventilation. My head screamed control yourself, but my heart screamed something way louder, and it didn’t let me hear anything else. A wave of anger suddenly took over me, and I started kicking the front seat, scaring Yoon Gi. He never saw me like this, and I never felt like this either.

“Tae, breathe” he stroked my arm a few times.

What is happening? Why is my tie so tight? Stupid hands won’t obey me.

“I can’t” I cried out, as I struggled to take the tie off and open the window at the same time.

“Slow down” Yoon Gi said, loosening the tie for me.

“Hey, hey… look at me!”

I met Yoon Gi’s serene and commanding eyes. He was determined to de-escalate the situation, and I realized by how calm he was that he had done this before.

“Deep breath” he guided me gently as I did what he said, “Nice, that’s better. Keep going”

I felt better, yet the pain in my chest remained.

Fuck. This is horrible! Is this why they called it a heartbreak?

“Dong Hyun” he tapped the driver’s shoulder, “take us to Tae Hyung’s house, please”

“Yes, sir” he responded, stepping on the gas pedal.

The drive to my house was silent. With my tie loose, the window open, and Yoon Gi checking in now and then, I began to calm down as the minutes went by.

I felt utterly empty. My despair was gone, making room for sadness. The image of Y/N crying and Eric showing up played in my mind constantly in slow motion. The way she pulled herself together when she heard his voice as if what we were doing was forbidden hurt me.

Honestly, I don’t know what I was expecting from her. She is engaged. Of course, she would choose him. She repeatedly said that she needed time for herself, wanted to make her own choices, and look at me, Mr Trying To Intervene Again; every time I try to fix a situation, it just gets worse.

But I don’t regret it.

I had to tell her.

Maybe it was a little selfish and pretentious of me to think that with a confession, she would magically accept me, and things would be back to normal but I had to try. What was my other option?

Complain about it for the rest of my life? Wonder every day what could have been? No thanks, I had been doing it for a month, and it was miserable enough.

“We’re here” Yoon Gi’s soft voice dragged my attention back to planet earth.

I get out of the car feeling heavy. I don’t have the strength to walk. If I could, I would lie right here in the street and stay. Next to me, Yoon Gi bends down to speak to Dong Hyun through the passenger window.

“I’ll stay with him. Take the day off tomorrow. Thanks!” he tapped the roof twice and turned to me.

“Where are your keys?”

My eyelids were already closing on their own. All I could do was reach for the keys inside my jacket and give it to Yoon Gi without saying a single word.

“Let’s get you inside, come on.”

With each step, my body gave more signals that it would shut down at any second. I couldn’t say whether it was an automatic response to trauma, the alcohol losing its effect, me just being exceedingly tired, or the combination of all three. What I was optimistic about was that I needed to lie down. So I went into the house, taking off one piece of clothing at a time, starting with my shoes at the entrance, until I reached the bathroom and closed the door.

I didn’t notice Yoon Gi coming right behind me, just his voice through the door when I slid against it towards the floor, “I’ll be right outside if you need me, just don’t lock the door, okay?” I nodded, feeling the cold tile floor below me.

I don’t know how much time passed before I could muster enough strength to get up, go to the shower and turn it on. Once I did it, I removed the last pieces of clothing still on me and went under the jet of water, feeling my skin burn from the temperature.

“You love to exaggerate things, don’t you?”

“Honey, this is your opportunity to differentiate yourself from your father”

“Bold?”

“Yes, you are not scared to take a risk”

“You and I have more in common than you think”

“You poor thing. No, you won’t. She won’t come back. I’m sorry to be the one to break it down for you, but she’s ‘the one that got away”

“Just remember to speak from the heart”

“I wanted to be your friend, wasn’t it obvious?”

“You never bothered to get to know me”

“For the first time in a long time, this is something I chose for myself. Not for you, not for my family, not for anybody”

“You think I wanted to walk away from this? From you? I had to”

“Please don’t marry him. Don’t go to London. Choose me”

“I love you, Y/N”

Crying so much made me dehydrated. I must have spent almost an hour in the shower, brooding over different moments, possibilities and words. I already felt more relaxed and ready to sleep, but I decided to go to the kitchen and grab something to drink before doing so.

“What’s this?” I asked once I saw my dinner table full of food.

Yoon Gi smirked, “I’m hungry, and I thought you would be too”

“Thank you” I sat down.

“Don’t mention it” he handed me the chopsticks.

Yoon Gi was an excellent cook. Everything was delicious. His mother used to be a famous chef before getting married, and he visibly learned a lot from her and inherited the natural gift of making people feel loved through food.

“I did it” I finally spoke, eating a piece of tteokbokki.

“Did what?”

“Told her how I felt” I placed a piece of meat on Yoon Gi’s plate.

“I’m proud of you” he smiled and ate it.

I wrinkled my nose, “Why?”

“Being vulnerable takes courage and actual physical strength. Not many people talk about the effort you have to make to verbalize the words. It can hurt”

I recognised the truth in what Yoon Gi just said. Still, I don’t get why things had to happen the way they did.

“And all for what? For fucking nothing!”

“What happened?” he cautiously asked.

Saying what had happened out loud made the situation real, and I couldn’t help it when some tears escaped. I dried them quickly and tried to explain as rationally as possible.

“I confessed, she cried, I cried, the fianceé showed up, and she chose him”

“No” he said with his mouth full.

“Yes” I replied, playing with the food on my plate.

“Are you sure?”

“What do you mean? Of course, I’m sure. It’s done. We’re done”

“What did she say?” Yoon Gi took a sip of water.

“Nothing” I shrugged, “Eric appeared, and the moment was gone”

“Damn”

“I don’t think she was going to say anything. I mean, she couldn’t. She was crying. Hard. I’ve never seen her like that before”

“Isn’t that a good sign?” he asked, waving his chopsticks.

“Me making her cry?”

“Maybe it was a good type of cry, you know?” he slurped some of his ramen, “She was touched by what you said”

“I guess we’ll never know” I got up and put my plate in the sink, “Thank you for the meal. You don’t have to stay. Sorry to drag you into this. Good night”

While I said it in a monotonic and practically robotic way, deep down, I was overwhelmingly grateful that my best friend was by my side today. I hate being a burden to him, and that’s why I made it a point to say he could go. He saw enough. However, being the great guy he is, Yoon Gi stayed the whole night and knocked on my door early the next day.

“Tae, I’m leaving”, he paused, “It’s almost 7. You have to get up for work”

I was already awake and just hummed.

“I’ll text you later”

I heard his footsteps moving away and thought to myself how stupid I must look right now because how come a grown man can be lying in bed feeling sorry for himself when he had a multimillion company to run? I’m young but not that young. I don’t have any excuses for acting like a teenager, and God, do I feel like a teenager when it comes to Y/N. I had a couple of girlfriends before, but nothing compares. This is intense, warm, and also hurts like a bitch.

My pride is wounded. I thought I could make her stay. Was it crazy for me to believe that was even a possibility? I thought we could be something. Did I take too long? What is “too long”? Does it mean Eric beat me to it? It feels like that, but I know it’s not. Maybe she decided to try things with him because I never showed interest, I don’t know. Am I being too conceited? All I know is that now that the truth is out there in the open, I feel ten times worse. She didn’t precisely reject me, but she didn’t accept me either. I don’t know if I should be happy that she was so emotional over what I said.

I won’t take it back. I feel for her is real and won’t go away that easily.

I have never been heartbroken before, so I don’t know how to move on.

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6 weeks later

To say it was easy would be a lie on my part, but it was not as difficult as I thought it would be. My goal wasn’t to forget Y/N, instead to live one day at a time, trying not to overthink the things that happened and the fact that I couldn’t change them. I had two choices: torture myself for everything I did wrong or focus my energy on something more productive, like work or the relationship with my father.

Although far from ideal, I started spending more time with him to absorb any tips or lessons he could pass on to me about the company. Believe it or not, he simply placed the company in my hands and walked away. There was no transition phase where he taught me the day to day. I just showed up and learned over time.

Ironically, I am in a similar situation. Nobody explained what it is like to have your first heartbreak, so I just live and learn as I go.

My mother has been torn ever since I told everything that happened with Y/N — it was honestly way harder trying to hide than to tell the truth — because even though she wanted us to be together, the fact that we weren’t made it possible for me to see my father more often, so she was happy to see me around the house and watch the bond between the two of us get stronger.

A month or so ago, I finally gathered the courage to tell my dad that Y/N had left Vante and moved to London to study. He reacted better than I expected. However, he still criticized how I ‘should have predicted something like that and provided better opportunities for her’.

In the weeks leading up to the wedding, I kept my mind busy with some best man duties. My brother asked for a simple bachelor party, which was enough of a distraction not to think about my pain, and last Saturday, both of us, plus two of our cousins ​​and three college friends of his, went to a nice cottage in Chuncheon.

Ye Jun’s definition of fun was the following: a luxurious place close to nature, lots of drinking and good food. Cell phones on airplane mode.

Pretty reasonable in my book, so I ensured we were all set for a fun, relaxing weekend. By Monday morning, I felt the old Taehyung slip through the cracks of what it was once a heart. Maybe that meant I survived. Perhaps it wasn’t that bad after all.

Today, standing in front of him while fixing his tie, I find myself pondering how life doesn’t stop or wait for anyone. Time is everything. And that’s kind of the beauty of it. To heal our hearts and feelings to find closure takes time. There is no other way to put things into perspective.

“You look almost as handsome as me” I say to Ye Jun, making him instantly roll his eyes, “Hey” I give him a nudge, “You know how much I look up to you, right?”

“Tae...” he looks down, all red in the face.

“It’s true” I smile, playfully shaking him by the shoulder, “I don’t say it that often but I hope you know I mean it”

He looks up and cups one side of my face, “Thanks!”

“Are you nervous?” I ask, moving sideways so he can check the mirror.

“Not really” he replies, making a few poses and inspecting his outfit from head to toe.

“There’s a lot of people out here”

“There’s nothing to be nervous about”

“You’re committing yourself to another person for the rest of your life” I cross my arms and look at him through the reflective surface, “You’re signing a document. A binding contract”

“That’s romantic of you to notice” he gives me a thumbs-up, and I burst out laughing. He was so dorky. Ye Jun knew how to be funny sometimes.

“I’m not nervous because I want this” he explained.

“Hopefully, one day, you will want it just as much, and I’ll be right by your side saying the same contract thingy”

“We’ll see about that” I flashed a quick smile, trying to change the subject, “Now, let’s get you married!”

Once we stepped out into the garden, all eyes were on us. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky, a light breeze, and just the perfect temperature set the scene for this special day. I was so proud to be with Ye Jun that I couldn’t contain my genuine smile as soon as we walked down the Aston House’s stairs. The place had a stunning view of the Hangang River, and my mom did a fantastic job scouting the venue.

We passed by all our family and close friends, greeted them with smiles and nods, and took our positions at the altar, waiting for Hyun Jae’s grand entrance. When it finally happened, everyone turned to her. On the other hand, I turned to Ye Jun, who was completely mesmerized. He always had that in love look, but ten times more. And I don’t blame him, because the second I glanced over to her, I was sure that a princess was coming towards us. Hyun Jae was the personification of delicacy.

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After the religious ceremony, the couple’s grand entrance at the party, and their special dance, the DJ turned the music down and handed me the mic.

“Hi everyone, if I may have your attention please” I began, “My name is Kim Tae Hyung, brother of the groom and also his best man. I would like to say a few words to the couple”

The entire room went dead silent, and, for a brief moment, the sudden attention became unsettling to me. Putting on my best CEO attitude, I continued.

“Not long ago, I discovered what it was like to truly love someone. On the other hand, Ye Jun knew that for a while and always told me how special and meaningful his connection to Hyun Jae was. Today I can confidently say I understand every single word he meant”

I remember when he first told me he was in love with her. He spent almost 10 minutes explaining how amazing their date went, the clever things she said, and how much he missed her whenever she wasn’t around. I thought he was crazy. I did. I was sure he was exaggerating. It didn’t make sense to me how another human could be that likeable. Skip to a few years later, and here I was, reminiscing about Y/N, how she was the coolest, most intelligent person and how much I missed her.

“Being here today celebrating two people I deeply care about is an honor, and I’m sure you all feel the same, so please let’s raise our glasses to Ye Jun and Hyun Jae. May they…”

And that’s when I saw her. Sitting in the back, the third table from the left, looking prettier than ever with her hair tied in a bun and an off-the-shoulder silver dress. She caught my breath, and I had to clear my throat to keep going with the speech.

“May they… uh… always celebrate together the happy moments, rely on each other when things get tough, find forgiveness in their hearts when they feel they have been wronged, and above all, trust that their love is strong enough to heal, overcome and protect. No matter what happens. Cheers!”

With the glass raised in front of me, my gaze met Y/N’s across the room, and I could feel that she understood the message when her hand tipped the drink further in agreement. The toast ended up revealing much more about the two of us than about the bride and groom, which took me by surprise because I hadn’t planned on speaking so honestly, especially if I knew that she would be there listening.

A few minutes later, while I absently contemplated the buildings across the river from underneath the garden’s wooden gazebo, wondering what Y/N could be doing here, she carefully approached me.

“Great speech”

“Thanks” I looked over my shoulder, then back to the river, “Weren’t you supposed to be in London?”

“I was. Flew in last night” she paused, stepping out from behind me, “Can we find a quiet place to talk?”

“Sure” I agreed, following her inside the hotel for a little more privacy.

Once we stopped in front of a large glass window with the Gwangjin Bridge in the background, we could see the sun already setting as the sky mixed different shades of blue and purple with orange clouds. The light was coming in reflected on Y/N’s dress, and I’m positive she has never looked so beautiful.

“Wow, that’s what I call a view” Y/N eyes went wide.

My gaze shifted from her to the window, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Trying to keep the conversation light as if the last few weeks hadn’t been overwhelming was my biggest challenge right now. Thank God Y/N didn’t take long to take the lead.

“I need to start by apologizing to you”

“No, you don’t have to, it’s fine” I reached my hand forward, “I was out of line to show up at your house like that”

Y/N sighed, “You weren’t”

“Oh?”

“Your timing kinda sucked,” she chuckled, “but you said everything I dreamed of and then some”

Everything I dreamed of? This woman knows how to make a man speechless.

“I’ve been pretending for a long time” she turned to me, “I lied to myself, saying that my feelings weren’t valid, that I could not have fallen for my boss, and that you would never see me the same way”

She paused for a second, eyes staring into mine, making sure I was listening to all of it—my turn to step forward, more attentive than ever.

“In my head, you would never notice how I wanted to be noticed, even though the chemistry was there” Y/N looked at her feet for a second, “To be honest, there were times when I thought I was crazy because I was sure you felt the same, but…” she looked up at me, “next thing I knew, you went and did something that sent the complete opposite signal and I—”

I already felt terrible about everything, yet hearing Y/N confess her feelings so honestly filled my chest with a renewed sense of guilt. She fell for me.

Me.

“I’m so sorry” I whispered.

“When you questioned your trust in me, I felt my world collapse. You are the person I admire the most, trust and care for the most, and hearing those words made me think that we didn’t have the relationship I thought we had. I felt like it was all a lie”

The last sentence made her emotional, and I could spot tears forming in the corner of her eyes.

“We were never friends, I know…but through work, we created a bond, this sort of mutual respect, and once I realized the decision I made was what caused a side of you that I never wanted to know existed to come out, it hurt me” one single tear broke free. I immediately swiped it away before she kept going, “My pride was wounded, but soon after, I felt liberated. I suddenly understood that ultimately it was all a fantasy. You and I would never happen, and I needed to do my own thing”

Y/N smiled and recomposed herself while I took a step back to give her some proper space.

“So… I took some time to think about what the next phase of my life would be like and what I wanted to do, which ended up being to enroll in another course in London” she explained, fixing her makeup.

“To my surprise, Eric was responsible for admissions, we reconnected, and I felt that that was a sign from the universe for me to give a 360 in my life. A new course, a new city, new people. Until, of course, you showed up at my house” she poked my chest playfully.

Seeing Y/N go from serious to cautious, then vulnerable to funny in such a short time left me relatively shocked. I did not expect to hear her side of things like that. I wasn’t prepared for this conversation — not today of all days — and I must say that the Tae Hyung of 6 weeks ago wouldn’t be able to hold it together like I am doing now.

“But you were already engaged” I pointed out, attempting to display some humor in my voice.

Y/N made a ‘duh’ face, “Yes, but not married”

“Yoon Gi said the same thing!!” I shouted, making her laugh out loud.

My God, I missed her laugh.

“You two are close, huh?” she added, more like observation and not a question.

“Yeah, well, anyway, you went to London, you got married….”

“Who said I’m married?” she interrupted, “I don’t see a ring on this finger”, and pointed to her left hand.

“W-what? Wait…” I grabbed her hand as I’d never seen one before in my life.

She laughs again, and I can’t help but laugh with her, only this time nervously because I don’t know what’s going on right now. I’m getting this tiny bit of hope inside my chest, and I’m scared it will be taken away, so I refuse to believe it.

“Even though I went to London, I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said. I kept replaying it thousands and thousands of times in my head. Before bed, during classes, cleaning the house…”

It’s happening. She’s giving me hope, isn’t she?

“What about Eric?” I gently let go of her hand.

“That was another hard conversation I had to have” Y/N pinched her lips.

Yep. This is it.

“You’re telling me you’re not with him anymore?”

Every fiber of my body was vibrating, and the seconds that followed my question were incredibly long. I hadn’t allowed myself to think about this whole thing again, much less believe in the idea that Y/N and I could be something for real. However, I should’ve known she would surprise me. She always does.

“No, I’m not” she beams at me like a kid telling a secret. It’s like she can help herself. And I can’t help either — happiness is infectious.

“Plus, a little birdie told me that you needed a date for this wedding, so I’m here doing a favor” Y/N shrugged.

My mother had many talents. One of them is bringing people together. She always made sure to do everything for our family, and this time was no different. It means a lot that she intervened. Without this opportunity, I wouldn’t have a new chance at love.

“A favor?” I quirked an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah,” Y/N nodded, “I was promised free booze too, by the way”

I can’t help but find the idea of my mom and Y/N negotiating extremely funny, “I’m serious, Y/N. What does this mean?”

Before she could say anything, I decided to be just as honest and vulnerable, committing myself to her and the possibility of an ‘us’.

“You know what I see?” I moved closer, “I see a future”

“For us?” she tilted her head, intrigued.

“Yes,” I sighed and chuckled at the same time, relieved that we were finally on the same page, “One where I support you, where you don’t have to make choices for anybody else but yourself. A place full of trust”

“What else?” she asked, genuinely curious, analyzing every inch of my face.

“I see us being happy, never fighting and baking. Do you bake by any chance?”

“Uh, I bake, yes,” the question took her by surprise and earned me a giggle, “but I don’t know about the fighting part. You can be very annoying”

“I’ll do better. I’ll do better!”

“Keep going,” she moved closer to me, “I like your plans so far”

“No, tell me what you see. I wanna know” I said, placing my hands in my pockets.

“Huh…” Y/N took a second to think, “I see myself finishing my studies, then traveling for a couple of months, then coming back to Korea and starting my consulting firm”

“Amazing! What else?”

“I see this handsome guy waiting for me at the airport with balloons and a big smile,” she said, shifting from one foot to the other, “then taking me to a proper date where he will tell me everything he’s been up to with as much detail as possible and that will be our day one”

She looks so cute when she’s nervous.

“I didn’t know you were a romantic person”

“See?” Y/N smirked, “There’s a lot about me you have yet to learn”

“I can’t wait”

I deeply meant it because this was a chance I didn’t expect to have and to hear from her lips that it would be possible floored me. Here she was, in front of me, willing to and very much available, feeling the same way I did. It felt like a dream.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” she rubbed her right cheek.

“No, it’s just that I wanna kiss you so bad right now” I wet my bottom lip.

Y/N blushed, “You do?”

“Yeah”, I nodded, approaching her slowly, moving a strand of hair away from her face and caressing her cheekbone with my finger. “There’s something about your lips that is just fascinating to me” I then brushed my thumb across her bottom lip while pulling her by the waist very gently.

“Interesting” she gazes between my eyes and my mouth, hand coming up to my nape and stroking lightly with her nails.

I move in closer, cupping her face, our lips almost touching, “I’ve been wondering what they taste like”

“Why don’t you find out?” she looks up at me with the most gorgeous and mischievous expression in her eyes.

And just like that, I closed the space between us to meet the softest lips ever, tasting an unusual combination of green apple and vanilla. I’m instantly addicted, and I think Y/N is too because she took the initiative to separate her lips in search of mine through delicate and cautious movements. As she was discovering me, I felt my insides melt. I knew she was testing the waters, wanting more, so I tilted my head and deepened the kiss. My heart was racing like crazy. The way we clicked was just surreal. It just...made sense. The more we kissed, the more sure I was she was the one for me.

As we slowed down, I softly pulled her upper lip, then her bottom lip, and left sweet pecks while tugging her hair behind her ear with both of my hands.

“I’m so happy” I pressed my forehead against hers.

“Me too” she takes a deep breath, placing her hands over mine, eyes closed.

We stood like this for a few seconds, totally lost in our little world, like it was only the two of us in the party, feeling as though time had stopped as we held each other. And as badly as I wanted to stay here longer, we needed to talk about what would happen next, so I addressed the elephant in the room.

“So, when is your flight back?”

“Tomorrow” she lamented.

I pouted and kissed her hand, “Already?”

“Yeah. But I’ll be back!”

“How long?”

“A year” she revealed.

“A year???” I whined, “No, no, no, I won’t survive!”

“Always so dramatic” Y/N laughed and hugged me, “You will be fine”

“You are right. Doing the math real quick, 365 days seems like a fair amount of time to plan the perfect date”

“Whatever keeps your mind occupied, Mr Kim” Y/N’s arms rested on my shoulder.

“Mr Kim, huh?” my hands intertwined on her lower back, “You don’t work for me anymore, remember?”

She quickly pecked my lips, “I know”

“Okay, is this happening?” I looked around to make sure I wasn’t going to suddenly wake up in my bed again, cursing my head for conjuring another perfect dream.

All Y/N apparently could do was smile and nod. It was as if she had slept with a hanger in her mouth. The joy oozed from her body, and I wanted to remember this feeling forever. And kiss her forever too, so that’s what I did again and again after that.

“Right” I try to regain focus, “We’ll make it work. You can come once a month. I can go once a month… we’ll figure something out”

“You mean that?” she grabbed my hand.

“Of course, Y/N. There’s a world out there for you to conquer. I don’t wanna hold you back”

She gave me a squeeze to show she understood my feelings. I knew she was thankful too. She didn’t have to say anything. I could see it in the way she held my hand, looked into my eyes and kissed me. She was in this as much as I was.

It was crazy to think that a few months ago, things were completely different. Even crazier that I woke up today with no idea what was coming next or how my life would change. Man, that’s the real power of choices.

“Let’s go” she said, leading me back to the garden and poetically into a new life.

After so many mismatches, ups and downs, I found that trusting someone depended on me a lot more than anything else. I had to be confident enough to expose my fears and desires without expecting anything in return. So I faced my insecurities and dove headfirst into this strange and scary feeling of love, choosing Y/N with the hope that she would pick me too. She accepted my flaws and wants to see where this goes. It took her a bit, but here we are.

Our story could have been a lot different, but I wouldn’t change anything because, in the end, I learned so much. No, wait, probably just the part where I take years to realize my feelings and all the signals this gorgeous woman was sending. That would save me some time and a ton of tears, for sure.

In all honesty, I can’t say I’m an entirely changed man yet. I don’t know if I ever will be. The only thing I’m sure of is that I’m willing to try my best for her. Because she deserves it, she earned it, and it’s perfectly okay to rely on someone.

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A/N²: this wasn't the first fanfic i wrote but it was the first one i showed anybody (my best friends) and the also first one i shared with the world, so it will always be one of my favorites. maybe because of that, i put pressure on myself to reach a level of excellence and perfection completely unrealistic for a girl who had never written before, let alone in a different language.

i liked the first chapter a lot, the second one as well, and since the story was drawn perfectly in my head, i thought it would be easy to execute and put into words everything i had imagined, but it wasn't. i faced many challenges along the way and thought about giving up a lot. the low post engagement also helped with me thinking i wasn't good enough to publish stories. honestly, my mistake was attempting to build the perfect blog. i spent so much time structuring a posting schedule, trying to stay active, writing a little bit every day, following the right people, affiliating with known networks, and so many other tips that i read in hours of research. all for nothing bc i became more and more unhappy.

with this unhappiness came a new author's block and after struggling a lot i managed to finish chapter 09 and post it. this happened in march/2021, now it's jan/2022. i don't know if anyone who is reading this now, in fact, waited ten months to read what happens next but if so: i'm deeply sorry. it was never my intention to take a year to publish such a short story.

regardless, i hope that whoever got this far enjoyed it, had fun, laughed, cried, and allowed themselves to be transported to a new reality. my only wish is that my stories help people overcome a bad day, a bad week, a bad month; to feel happier, more loved, more connected. deep down, that's what we are: connected by the love for bts. 

thanks for reading, thanks for liking, for sharing, commenting or simply taking some time out of your day to experience a world that only exists in my head.

until the next story, xx bella

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𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 ❤ 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝗸! 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

beast | kth

⏤ pairing: taehyung x female reader

⏤ genre: established relationship au, angst, fluff, and smut

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ warnings: jealousy, alcohol consumption, swearing, a lot of pet names, dom!taehyung, big cock!taehyung, some teasing, spanking, fingering, praising, hickeys, handjob, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, riding, car sex, creampie, and a little bit of aftercare.   

⏤ words: 5,373

⏤ summary: taehyung doesn’t like your best friend, he truly never did. kibum has always been too flirty with you, something he never liked. but this time, seeing him flirting with you at his birthday party was too much, and he felt the urge to make you understand that you’re only his.  

⏤ author’s note: you can finally read and enjoy the taehyung version of beast! i pretty enjoyed reading the whole fic again and adapted it to create this new version. i want to thank you all for the support & love you’ve been showing since i released the teaser, you’re all absolute angels! happy birthday to my beloved taetae, he deserves nothing but the best! ❤️

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Taehyung is looking at you while you’re discussing with Kibum.

His jaw clenches when he notices a bright smile appearing on your face after your best friend, Kibum said something. But what bothers him the most is his fingers touching the skin of your arm, holding you as if you’re all his. He takes another sip of champagne to try to calm down, but his dark gaze never leaves you.

Taehyung never loved your best friend, he always thought that he flirts way too much with you. But although he doesn’t like him, he has done his best to not punch him in the face because he’s your best friend, and he respects that. He can’t ask you to stop being friends with him just because he doesn’t like him.

Today is Kibum’s birthday and like every year, he organizes a little something with his closest friends. In your three years of relationship with Taehyung, it is the first time that he’s coming. The first year, your relationship was a secret and you didn’t want to announce things at a birthday party. The second year, your boyfriend was working and couldn’t come. But this year, there wasn’t any excuse and as a matter of fact, he wanted to keep an eye on Kibum.

“You look tense as hell,” Jimin comments to his friend.

Your boyfriend couldn’t come without any support as he knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself at Kibum’s birthday party, and so, he invited his closest friend, Jimin.  

“Just look at that jerk, touching her like they are together.” He says before taking another sip of champagne.

At this rate, he’ll be drunk in less than an hour, and Jimin is scared of how things could escalate with his friend completely drunk. Taehyung with alcohol is a pretty dangerous mix, and if jealousy is added to the mix, it’s better for everyone to just run away.

“Tae, he’s just his friend,” Jimin says, trying to calm down his friend. “They’ve known each other for more than twenty years.”

He perfectly knows that Kibum has been around longer than he has, and he honestly respects that you’ve been friends for that long. Your love for your best friend is genuine and sincere but somehow, he doesn’t trust Kibum at all. He’s the only man he doesn’t tolerate around you.  

“If she liked him, she wouldn’t be dating you in the first place,” Jimin adds.

Taehyung knows that very well but he’s just scared that Kibum persuades you to break up with him. In some way, he believes that he can’t compete with your best friend. He’s absolutely sure that you’ll simply obey whatever your best friend would say to you.

“I know,” he says, finishing his glass of champagne. “I just don’t like him.”

For a brief moment, your eyes linger on your boyfriend and you swallow hard before glancing away.

Taehyung is sitting on a couch in Kibum’s apartment, manspreading with an empty glass in his hand. His eyes are extremely dark while his jaw is tense as hell. But damn, he looks hotter than ever, and you simply can’t stare at him. First of all, your best friend is talking to you and it would be disrespectful to not listen to him, especially on his anniversary. Lastly, Taehyung would simply turn you and it simply isn't the place and moment for that.

Your boyfriend is all in black. He’s wearing black suit pants with a large black shirt that he fitted inside his pants and he rolled up the sleeves, exposing his forearms to whoever watches him. He completed the look with a black belt, some bracelets on his wrists, a couple of rings on his long fingers, and a pair of black classic boots. This look is absolutely perfect on him.

Lately, your boyfriend has started to work out, and his body has been changing a lot since then. His arms have become more vigorous, his chest is broader, and his thighs are more toned. Everything about him was already driving you crazy but now, he’s becoming insane. Plus, you discovered a new passion, watching him working out. His little groans while he works out and his sweaty body definitely doesn’t leave you indifferent.  

Most of the time, after his workout session, you join him in the shower, and sometimes, it ends up in wild shower sex. On other occasions, it’s just the two of you being completely silly in the shower and playing together like two kids.

Right now, you’re not even listening to Kibum, your mind only thinking of your boyfriend. When he’s around, it’s like everyone suddenly disappears, he becomes the only thing your mind can focus on.    

“Yn? Are you listening to me?” Your best friend says, waving his hand in front of you.

“Sorry,” you mumble before focusing again on him.

Taehyung’s eyes linger on your body, roaming every single part of your body. Even after three years of being together, he still loves everything about you to pieces. You’re wonderful in every way. Not only does he find you the most attractive human being, but he does also find you incredibly intelligent. He simply loves everything about you.

“Taehyung?” Kibum asks, knowing perfectly that the only person who can distract you is your boyfriend.

“What?” Your eyebrows furrow.

“Taehyung is distracting you.”

A smile spreads across his face before you smile back at your best friend. The man standing in front of you is the only person to know you by heart, and outside him, no one would have understood that your mind was thinking about your boyfriend.  

“He’s just so hot,” you answer him.  

Kibum has always been very supportive of you and Taehyung. He absolutely adores your boyfriend because he believes that he treats you very well. However, with time, he got to realize that your man is a bit suspicious of him. The way he glances at him when he’s around you doesn’t fool anyone, especially not Kibum but it honestly doesn’t matter to him because all he cares about is the way he treats and loves you.

“I couldn’t agree more,” his eyes wander for a split second on your boyfriend.

You playfully hit your best friend on his arm, not liking at all the way he’s looking at Taehyung.

“Don’t look at him like that.”

“Hey! I am not going to steal him away from you.” He smirks, and you shake your head. “I have no chances!”

Throughout the birthday party, Taehyung exchanged the champagne by coke because he’s the one driving the two of you home and he doesn’t want to risk your life. For sure, he will never be able to forgive himself if anything happens to you because he’s simply too jealous of your best friend.  

Through the whole night, he kept looking at you with Kibum, and he was ⏤ and still is ⏤ pissed as hell. That man acts way too flirty with you, touches you way too much, and makes you laugh too much. He felt like Kibum was doing everything to push him and get a reaction out of him. But he didn’t move, he stayed still on the couch, watching you.

Now, all he desires is to take you home to make you understand that you’re only his. Taehyung despises to think so poorly of you because first and foremost, you’re a human being, not a belonging. But you always manage to drive him crazy and to bring out the worst in him.  

The ride to your home is extremely quiet. You’re sitting on the passenger seat, looking at the city before you and wondering why Taehyung isn’t saying anything. His eyes are only focused on the road, he never once glances at you which worries you. It’s perfectly clear to you that he’s mad, and most probably, mad at you. His long and delicate fingers strongly hold the car’s steering wheel, causing his knuckles to turn white. His jaw is also clenched, his stare is dark, and there’s that strong aura surrounding him that screams ‘angry dom’.  

“Why are you mad, babe?” You ask with some hesitation, your eyes now focusing on him.

Taehyung’s eyes never leave the road in front of him but he can sense your burning eyes on him.  

“I’m not,” his tone is harsh and firm.

At his answer, you almost hold your breath but it’s now crystal clear that he’s mad.  

“You can lie to whomever you want but not to me, honey,” you reply.

He desperately wants to be mad at you but he simply can’t when you call him ‘honey’. For a brief moment, he allows himself to look at you but his heart instantly skips a beat. You’re looking hotter than ever. Your dress is pushed up, exposing a part of your thighs to his hungry eyes. On top of your dress, you’re wearing one of his suit jackets, he swears that he adores seeing you wearing a piece of his clothing.

Taehyung always hid from you that he doesn’t like Kibum, and so, you totally ignore his feelings towards your best friend. He has always kept things for himself, not wanting to destroy that friendship.

But now, he has to tell you. He has kept this to himself for way too long.  

“I don’t like Kibum,” he finally admits out loud.

Your eyes open wide, surprised at the confession. To say that you’re surprised is an understatement. Taehyung has always been so nice to Kibum in front of you, and he has never shown any hate for him. The fact that he never liked him never crossed your mind.

“What?” You ask with utter shock.

“You hear me well, Yn,” he says with annoyance. Honestly, he simply doesn’t want to repeat what he just said, it already took so much of his energy to admit that to you.  

You are absolutely confused. Never have you thought that your boyfriend wouldn’t like your best friend. He has never shown any dislike to Kibum, he has been nothing but friendly around him. You honestly don’t know how to react to this confession, and you definitely need a couple of minutes to process this whole situation.

Your eyes stop glancing at your lover to look out at the window. Taehyung doesn’t say anything as he knows you need some time to yourself. He wished to have confessed this under other circumstances but today was just too much for him.

“Why?”

There must be a reason behind his hate towards Kibum. Knowing Taehyung, it’s impossible that he just randomly decided to despise him like that. That man has a golden heart and he absolutely adores everyone unless they hurt him deeply. He exhales some air before tilting his head to you, looking obviously frustrated.  

“That man has no manners,” he tries to stay calm and not sound harsh. “He flirted with you the entire night while I was there.”

Suddenly, it all makes sense. Taehyung is jealous. He’s jealous of your best friend, a man that will never be a threat to your relationship.

“He’s constantly flirting with you which is honestly annoying, especially when I’m around.” He confesses.

Although this doesn’t make any sense at all to you, it just melts your heart.

“He was not flirting with me, I can guarantee you that.”

You’ve already seen your best friend flirting with someone, and it definitely doesn’t look like how he’s acting with you. He’s simply extra nice with you because you’re like a sister to him, nothing more.  

“Oh no, then, I’m the crazy one and I’m imagining things!” He squeezes the steering wheel even more and you feel the urge to reassure him. Your left hand finds its way to his hand before you caress it, trying to calm him down.

“You’re not crazy, babe,” you mumble, your eyes never leaving his face. “But you’re clearly imagining things.”

For a moment, he glances back at you. When your eyes meet, it’s clear to you that he’s angry. So angry. But it doesn’t scare you at all, you’ve already seen him way angrier. The good thing when he gets this angry is when he calms down. Once calmed down, he’ll just fuck you rough which you honestly adore.

“Kibum is not interested in me the way you think and he will never be,” you tell him.  

His eyebrow furrow, and you can’t help but find him adorable. When he cocks his brows like that, you just want to touch that little wrinkle on his forehead.  

“How can you even possibly know that?” His eyes focus again on the road.  

“Because he’s my best friend and I know what he’s into.”

God, you’re surprised that Taehyung has never noticed the way Kibum looks at men or the way he never looks at women. For sure, it’s not the guy to scream everywhere that he’s gay but you thought it was kind of obvious.

Kibum never needed to say it to you, you naturally understood it. However, he did his coming out to you because he needed to say it out loud to someone, and the only person he trusts more than life itself is you. So, it just felt natural.

“You never know what could happen,” Taehyung shrugs.  

Although it’s definitely not the moment to laugh, you just want to do it. This conversation seems absolutely unreal to you but in some way, it’s definitely a good thing you’re having it instead of having an angry boyfriend.

“You’re so dumb, Tae,” you roll your eyes, trying to hold back your smile.

He’s not amused by the situation and he’s not liking at all that you call him ‘dumb’.

“Kibum is gay,” you tell him. “He will never love me more than he already does.”

Now, he’s the one surprised, and he’s ashamed to have ever thought that Kibum could steal you away from him. He stops the car as he sees an empty parking lot, and his eyes are now fully on you.  

“H-How?” He stutters, still in shock.

“I don’t know how sexuality works, so, I don’t know why he loves men.” He rolls his eyes, not amused at all by your answer but it doesn’t hurt him to be teased a little bit.

“That’s not what I was asking.”

You take his handsome face in your hands, your eyes locking together.

“He doesn’t say it because he’s still scared about what people will say to him.”

It still hurts you to think about all the things your best friend went through when he was younger. Being gay in this world is definitely not an easy thing but you’re forever going to stick by his side and defend him no matter what.

“Kibum struggled his entire teenage years with his sexuality, and since you were so nice to him, I thought you had figured it out.”

Since the day you introduced Taehyung to Kibum, he has nothing been adorable with him. You were convinced that they were getting along which was honestly the only thing that was dear to your heart.  

“It never crossed my mind,” he admits.

You unbuckle the seatbelt around your body before doing the same with him. Taehyung doesn’t really understand what is happening but he lets you do it. You climb over him to sit on his lap, facing him. As your eyes meet his again, you notice how they shift. They were completely dark, jealousy taking control of his body and now, he looks calmer.

“It’s okay, babe,” you caress his cheek, trying to comfort him.

“I feel bad now,” he says, closing his eyes and leaning his face in your hand. He loves the sensation of your touch on his skin. “I was so obsessed with the way he was acting around you that I didn’t see the rest.”

For a moment, you gently brush his cheek while your gesture comforts him. He looks so vulnerable right now which breaks your heart. You deeply regret not having mentioned Kibum’s sexual orientation to your boyfriend because you made his jealousy grow when he had absolutely no reasons to be jealous of your best friend.

With delicacy, you press your lips against his. This soft kiss comforts the two of you after this tumultuous conversation.

“I wanted to punish you,” he whispers against your lips.

“Punish me?” You ask, raising an eyebrow.

“I still want it, actually.” He adds.

This man always needs to show his dominant side, and it doesn’t even surprise you. In fact, you love his dominant side, especially in bed. His filthy words against your ear are always what you need when you’re about to come.  

“Tell me, honey,” you say as you stare at him with a smirk on your face, “what did I do?”

Taehyung licks his lips, loving the fact that you’re teasing him.  

“Oh, my baby girl is pretending to be innocent?” He raises an eyebrow as he smirks, and he brings both his hands on your hips. You hiss at his touch before closing your eyes as he caresses your skin with his thumbs.

His face leans closer to you, his gaze filled with lust.

“You’re wearing my favorite dress, and you ignored me the entire night, flirting around with your best friend.” He whispers in your ear, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

Your eyes look down at your dress that is obviously pushed up as your legs are on both sides of his waist. “I didn’t know you love this dress,” you innocently say, moving your legs to push the hem of your dress even higher.

Taehyung can glimpse a part of your panties, causing him to bite his lower lip. He’s getting harder at the sight of your white laced panties and he can’t wait to take them off to properly look at your pussy. His grip tightens around your hips which causes you to unintentionally move your hips against his bulge, snatching a groan from his mouth.

“I see,” he says, a smirk growing on his face. “My baby girl is teasing me.”    

Instead of replying or confirming his thoughts, you simply move your hips against his crotch. Teasing your boyfriend is your favorite hobby.  

“Shit, I want to fuck you here, princess,” he groans against your ear.

“He-here?” You stutter, completely surprised by his words.

The thought of being fucked in the car where basically anyone can see you don’t enchant you.

“The little guy down there won’t probably be able to wait until we’re home,” he says as he stares down at his hard length.

Kibum lives a bit far from your apartment, there are approximately thirty minutes by car between your apartments, and you’re only halfway there.  

“Oh,” you say looking at his prominent bulge, and you bite your bottom lip.

Even if the idea of having sex inside his car where literally anyone can see the two of you scares you a bit, it also sounds pretty exciting. You give him the confirmation that you can have sex in the car, and he smashes his lips against yours, kissing you with passion. His hands slowly move down on your body before pushing your dress up to your stomach.

Breaking the kiss, his eyes look at your clothed cunt, a deep groan leaving his lips while he stares at your pussy. All you desire right now is to feel him inside you in any possible way.  

“Taehyung...” You moan his name, and he hums at your call while biting his lips. He’s completely hypnotized by your throbbing clit.

Before you can even add anything, he trails his fingers to the strap of your white panties, ripping them off to finally expose your pussy to his hungry eyes.

“Tae!” You reprimand as he giggles, throwing your underwear to the passenger seat. His large hand slaps your ass, a weird obsession he has. There is that urge of always slapping your ass before, during, or after sex.  

“Don’t worry, babe,” he whispers in your ear. “I’ll buy a new one later.”

You stopped counting the panties that he ripped off because he desperately wanted to fuck you. But the following day, he always comes back home with a hundred new lanced panties to make it up to you.  

Without adding anything else, he swipes his slender finger along your slit, making you gasp at the contact. A soft moan escapes your mouth, a sound that Taehyung adores to hear. The man wastes no time before dipping two fingers into your heat, his fingers now covered with your wetness. As much as he’d love to fuck you roughly right now, he needs to prepare you for it because he doesn’t want to hurt you.  

“Fuck, honey,” he mumbles, his fingers resting still inside you. “You’re so fucking wet.”

He lets his fingers move out of pussy before sliding them in again with ease. Another moan leaves your mouth, your eyes fluttering shut to enjoy the feeling of his fingers filling you up. You throw your head back as Taehyung delights you with his fingers. He definitely knows what to you to have you coming undone with his fingers only. Quickly, he starts moving his long fingers, fucking into you, and his eyes stare at your handsome face contorting with pleasure.

To him, there is nothing prettier than you.  

“You’re so pretty, love.”

Your lover simply loves to remind you that, praising you all the time to make sure that you don’t forget how pretty you are.

“Not as pretty as you,” you answer.

You also love to praise him back. You open your eyes to watch him smile, you always know the effect your words have on him, and god, you’d be lying if you said that you don’t treasure to see him smile like this. His chest swells with love when you praise him, and he cherishes nothing more in the world than being loved by you.  

He curls a third finger into you, preparing you for his massive length. Although you strongly believe that you don’t need any preparation after how frequently you’ve been having sex lately but it’s still thoughtful of him to prepare you for the massive intrusion.

You can’t help but bring your mouth to his neck as it seems to be calling you to torture him. Your tongue and teeth don’t waste any time torturing his sensitive skin, a deep groan escaping his sweet lips as he keeps fucking you with his slender fingers.

“Are you ready, honey?”

Taehyung can’t wait any longer, his length is way too tight in his suit pants, feeling like it’s about to explode inside his pants. He desperately craves to feel your velvet walls around him.

“Always for you, my love,” you whisper against the skin of his neck. You leave his neck, staring proudly at the little mark you gave him before looking up at his lust-filled eyes.

Taehyung lets his long fingers slip from you while your hands impatiently unbutton his pants. You slightly pull it to his knees, leaving his underwear on. Your boyfriend doesn’t say anything as he watches you looking down at his clothed length.

When you see the huge bulge, you immediately pull his underwear down, springing his cock free. It slaps against your lower abdomen, making you moan at the contact. You take a look at it, his crotch is mouthwatering. A bit long but definitely thick with prominent veins here and there. In a matter of seconds, it will be the cause of your euphoria.

“Please yourself, angel.”

Before taking the control of the situation, your boyfriend always lets you have your fun. His eyes always sparkle when you’re in charge of the pleasure you’re both experiencing. You always look like a kid whose parents have let them do whatever they want in the amusement park.

So, he naturally leans against the seat to let you take over.

“You’re always so beautiful,” he smiles, his eyes never leaving yours.

Both your hands hold his length, making him groan at your soft touch, and slowly, you start stroking his member from up to down, spreading all the precum over his veiny cock. As your eyes look with marvel at your boyfriend’s impressive cock, the neediness to have him filling you up to the brim causes your walls to clench.  

After a few more strokes, you decide to stop because you believe it’s time to have him inside you. Lifting your ass, you rub his head on your entrance, making the two of you moan with delight. Slowly, you push him inside you, his hands on your waist and his thumbs caressing it softly.  

You sink further down on him, burying his dick completely inside your wet pussy.  Taehyung hisses, breathing hard as he looks down where his length is buried. He throws his head back as your walls are finally around him. With his head thrown back, you can see the veins in his neck pulse.

Well, you have to admit that you have a thing for his popping veins. Your fingers are always touching them when you’re both lying on the bed or watching tv. It’s just something that you absolutely love.

“Fuck, princess,” a breathy moan escapes his pretty lips.

Even if he kind of prepared you with his fingers, his monstrous cock stretches your walls so much, almost feeling like he’s about to tear you off from the inside. Your hands rest on his shoulder, trying to stabilize yourself while your pussy gets adjusted to his size.  

“Shit, your cock is a beast,” you mumble.  

Although he’s huge, you enjoy the fill of him. Nothing can ever be compared to the feeling of having him inside of you, it’s something you truly love.    

“Ride me, honey,” he whispers. “I want to see you bounce on me.”

Your hands hold on to his muscular shoulders as you slowly raise yourself off his length, and his fingers sink into your waist as you almost pull him completely off. You know for sure that his fingers will leave some bruises on your body. You both moan while staring at each other.

While never leaving him, you push yourself back down and take all of him. Taehyung lets out a loud and very deep moan, making you shiver as it echoes in the car. That deep voice really messes with you.  

You proceed to move your hips again, starting to ride him. “You ride me so well, princess.” He groans into you as you grin, proud of all the pleasure you’re giving him.

Your hips buck faster, wanting to make the two of you come as soon as possible. After this little fun adventure in the car, you know that he’ll fuck you all night long in your apartment, something you’re desperately looking for.

“I love you.” You whisper, bouncing up and down on his cock while his balls slap against your ass.

Those three little words make his heart squeeze. “And I love you even more, honey.” He bites his lower lip.

The sound of slapping skin combined with your moans quickly fills the car. As you imagined people passing by and seeing you enjoying yourself with your boyfriend gets you even wetter.    

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen in my life.” Taehyung grunts while he watches you humping on his dick.

His eyes never leave yours as if he’s scared that this is all a dream, and you throw your head to the back. You clench your walls around him to get a reaction from him and you see his eyes rolling back. When your hips start to bounce on him at a slower pace, he starts to thrust you from below, letting your wet pussy coat his member with your arousal.

“Fuck, babe,” you moan loudly.  

Taehyung grunts in every thrust.

“Harder, babe, harder.” You tell him.

“I’ll do everything my princess wishes.” He grunts.

The pace quickens and the thrust deepens, making him hit your sensitive spot over and over again without any mercy. But it’s so damn good. You clench around him again just to snatch a hot moan out of him.

Throughout this whole sex adventure, you don’t even hold back the moans leaving your lips. Most probably, anyone passing near the car can hear the two of you but you simply don’t give a shit about it. All you want is to make sure your boyfriend knows how much pleasure he’s giving you. Your moans get louder and louder as he hits your spot over and over again, and you pant heavily. Slowly but surely, you feel a familiar wave of please building inside of you.  

“I want you to cum inside me,” you indicate to him.

At the same time, you feel his dick twitching inside you while he keeps thrusting into you at an erratic pace. You clench around him several times, making him groan like a beast.

“Oh fuck, honey,” he growls when your pussy clench around him.  

“Come for me, Taehyung,” you whisper in his ear before licking the spot right under it.

That’s all he needed to finally come inside you. A lewd moan escapes your mouth when he pumps his cum inside you, pushing it as deep as possible. Your nails dig on his shoulders, biting down your lower lip while you stare into his darkened eyes.

Looking deep into his eyes is all you need to reach your own orgasm. Taehyung keeps grinding your ass on his cock to fill every part of your pussy with his warm semen. You bury your face on his neck and nuzzle his strong scent while panting hard as you calm yourself.

His huge hands stroke your back as you both try to come down from your high.

“That was good and intense,” You tell him before pressing a sweet kiss on his neck.

This unnecessary jealousy makes him realize one thing. He loves you more than he has ever loved someone. A life without you by his side is something he can’t even imagine, he’s a hundred percent sure that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

“Marry me, Yn,” he whispers in your ear, almost making it sound like it’s something not important.

“What?” You move back a little bit to take a proper look at your boyfriend.

This comes as a tremendous surprise to you, you desperately need to look at him in the eyes to make sure that he’s serious.

“Marry me,” he repeats. “Spend the rest of your life with me.”

You still can’t believe what you’re earing.

“Are you serious?”

In all his existing life, he never planned on proposing to anyone this way but damn, you’ve driven him completely crazy over the last three years. Proposing to you in his car after an amazing fuck session almost seems normal, but he has never been so serious in his entire life.

“Of course, I am, my love.”

You kiss him with passion before saying: “Then, make me your wife.”  

Your hearts bursts of happiness at that exact moment while you simply can’t wait to marry this man you adore so freaking much. A smile spreads on his face as he kisses you back with fervor.

After the kiss, Taehyung takes tissues from the glove compartment in order to clean you and his massive girth. All the tissues are rolled up together into a ball before you place it on the passenger seats behind you. You climb back to your seat, readjusting your skirt to cover your pussy since he completely ripped off your panties. Your boyfriend puts back on his underwear and suits pants.

With one look at the full car, it almost seems like absolutely nothing happened when merely seconds ago, he was fucking you like there was no tomorrow. When your eyes land on your lover, you can perfectly see that he’s not done with you. This was only the beginning.

“Let’s go home for round two,” he says before starting up the engine.  

There is no doubt that Taehyung is indeed a beast when it comes to sex.

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enchanting (teaser) | kth

“please don’t be in love with someone else”

⏤ pairing: chef!taehyung x female reader

⏤ genre: best friend’s brother au, friends to lovers, fluff, smut, and angst.

⏤ summary: taehyung has always had a massive crush on you but he never had the strength to confess his feelings. however, after living for a full year in Paris far from you, he realizes that he can’t hide his crush anymore, it becomes too obvious that he’s not indifferent to your charms. but will you reciprocate his feelings or is it an unrequited love?

⏤ author’s note: hello everyone! since i’ve been working on this little fic for the past few days, i decided to drop the little teaser. if it follows my original plan, it’ll have 2 parts (but still to be confirm when i finish writing it) but it doesn’t have any release date so far since i’m in a very busy period at the moment. this is heavily inspired by business proposal but more in the way on how my characters are built than the story itself. i hope you’ll enjoy it when it’s released & take care 💛

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Un cielo di perle (teaser) | kth

“un cielo di perle” means a sky of pearls in italian

⏤ pairing: taehyung x female reader

⏤ genre: college au, rich kid!taehyung, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, and smut

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ summary: taehyung doesn’t know how to love, he actually has never loved anyone, not even himself. he dreams of escaping this life, a life where he can do whatever he wants and where his parents don’t exploit him. his dream becomes a reality when he meets you; however, it comes with a challenge. at first, you hate him. but as the saying goes, there’s only one step between hate and love. and when taehyung loves, he can steal a sky of pearls for his lover.

⏤ author’s note: well, i’m currently working on this fic. tbh, i’m very inspired lately & i’ve been desiring to write for the other members for a while already. i’m quite excited for this one 😬 seeing the boys all together again has definitely made so happy & pushed me to write even more. i hope you’ll like this one 💜

⏤ playlist: brividi - Mahmood ft. Blanco

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INTRO | un cielo di perle

“un cielo di perle” means a sky of pearls in italian

⏤ pairing: taehyung x female reader 

⏤ genre: college au, rich kid!taehyung, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, and smut

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ words: 941

⏤ summary: taehyung doesn’t know how to love, he actually has never loved anyone, not even himself. he dreams of escaping this life, a life where he can do whatever he wants and where his parents don’t exploit him. his dream becomes a reality when he meets you; however, it comes with a challenge. at first, you hate him. but as the saying goes, there’s only one step between hate and love. and when taehyung loves, he can steal a sky of pearls for his lover.   

⏤ warnings: mature language, swearing, mention of sex, and that’s it

⏤ playlist: brividi - Mahmood ft. Blanco

SERIES MASTERLIST | NEXT

Kim Taehyung is walking on the campus with a little handbag in his hand. His black hair is pushed back, and he’s wearing a white button-up shirt with brown classic pants. The outfit is complemented by a black watch on his left wrist. His entire being breathes old money as always. Taehyung was born into a very old and powerful family. A family whose history dates back several centuries. 

However, with such history comes also strong responsibilities. He can’t do whatever he desires because the family’s image and reputation are at stake. He has grown up knowing it, especially since he’s the firstborn and only son, he only has a younger sister. So the responsibilities have all fallen onto his shoulders. Responsibilities that are way too heavy to carry. But what can he do? 

As he’s walking to the lecture hall to attend his history class, everyone turns their heads to look at him. On top of being a handsome man, he has quite a strong presence and charisma. All eyes are always on him, he knows how to catch someone’s attention. Nonetheless, sometimes, he considers that to be a burden more than anything else. His parents make him use his charms to conquer new investors for their couture house. 

Quite quickly, he reaches the lecture hall and takes a seat next to his best friend, Jimin. They grew up together and they have always counted on each other. Taehyung knows that Jimin will always be there no matter what, and that he’ll try to help him find a solution. However, there’s one problem that he’ll never be able to help him with. You.  

“Hi,” Jimin says with a little smile appearing on his face. “Where were you last night?” he asks.

Taehyung disappeared last night, he wanted to be alone. Alone with his thoughts. He was supposed to be at a party organized by Jungkook, one of his closest friends but in the end, he didn’t go. He is completely heartbroken and instead of getting drunk, he decided to stay alone to realize the extent of what his life has become. And he realized that for the first time in his life, he deeply loved someone. But it's someone he can’t have and keep in his life. 

“I stayed home,” he replies to his friend. 

Jimin frowns, it’s quite surprising since Taehyung wouldn’t miss a party. However, he has noticed that his best friend has changed for the past 2 months. He was acting differently and he was definitely happier. 

Taehyung’s eyes notice you entering the massive room full of students. You’ll always be the only person he’ll notice in a crowded room. You’re talking to your best friend, Nari, and you don’t even see him. In some way, he prefers you don’t so you don’t notice how he’s devouring you with his eyes. His heart wants to be next to you but his mind reminds him that the only way he can protect you is to keep you far. 

Life isn’t particularly easy for him. His parents are always there to remind him that his responsibilities come first, and when he doesn’t listen to them, they threaten him. He never has a choice. Whatever he might feel isn’t important. They decide for him, and he needs to do as they say. He’s completely powerless. He’s just a puppet in his parents’ hands. They found out about you, he still doesn’t know how, and they told him that they would destroy your life if he didn’t stay away from you. 

His future is with Hyejoo, the daughter of another powerful family. The daughter of one investor of Kim Couture. That’s the girl his parents chose for him. The saddest part is that she even likes him a lot when he only finds her stupid and ridiculous. He’ll never be with her. 

As his eyes follow you, he’s brought back to the intimate night you shared a couple of nights ago. For a brief moment, he closes his eyes. It was the best sex session he had ever in his life, and god, he has fucked many girls in his life. He can perfectly see you again under his body while he fucks you with no mercy. He can perfectly hear you moan as your body contorts with pleasure, and the way he perfectly fits inside you. He can still sense your soft skin under his fingers, and he can still taste your lips on his. Damn, now, he wants to kiss you. His fingers run over his lips to imitate the feeling of your lips.  

But he quickly reminds himself that he can’t have you. His eyes abruptly open again. 

“Are you okay?” Jimin asks. Taehyung only nods.

Very discreetly, you look around to look for the man that broke your heart. It doesn’t take you long before finding him, and to your surprise, he’s also looking at you. You’d even say he’s intently glancing at you, but you believe it’s only your imagination playing with you. He rejected you after all so it wouldn’t make any sense to be looking at you this way. 

You rapidly look away, and this anger you’ve been feeling since he broke your heart comes back. You hate him just like you did two months ago. Maybe even more because you let him in. You let him use you. Two months ago, he was simply a stranger that you didn’t like. Now, he’s a lover that you hate. But, you totally ignore that Taehyung is protecting you from his family. 

To understand how you both got here, we need to go back in time.

un cielo di perle | MASTERLIST

“un cielo di perle” means a sky of pearls in italian

⏤ pairing: taehyung x female reader 

⏤ genre: college au, rich kid!taehyung, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, and smut

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ summary: taehyung doesn’t know how to love, he actually has never loved anyone, not even himself. he dreams of escaping this life, a life where he can do whatever he wants and where his parents don’t exploit him. his dream becomes a reality when he meets you; however, it comes with a challenge. at first, you hate him. but as the saying goes, there’s only one step between hate and love. and when taehyung loves, he can steal a sky of pearls for his lover.   

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⏤ playlist: brividi - Mahmood ft. Blanco

all parts contain mature content | 18+ | warnings listed in each part

↳ INTRO

↳ PART I: SHIVERS

UNTIL I FOUND HER | kth (teaser)

⤷ part of the dads universe

⏤ pairing: football/soccer player!taehyung x female reader

⏤ genre: best friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, angst, fluff, and smut

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ summary: taehyung is your best friend, he’s been part of your life for as long as you can remember. his love life is a complete chaos. there is only one girl he has truly ever loved. that girl is you. but how would things turn out when he finds out that you love him back?

⏤ author’s note: this is my little birthday gift for you all 🤗 i’m working on this amongst other things! i honestly can’t wait to post it ❤️ this is part of a universe that i’m definitely looking forward to work on & i just can’t wait to share with you all of this 😬 thanks a lot for all your support!!

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PART I: SHIVERS | un cielo di perle

“un cielo di perle” means a sky of pearls in italian

⏤ pairing: taehyung x female reader 

⏤ genre: college au, rich kid!taehyung, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, and smut 

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ words: 5,981

⏤ summary: taehyung doesn’t know how to love, he actually has never loved anyone, not even himself. he dreams of escaping this life, a life where he can do whatever he wants and where his parents don’t exploit him. his dream becomes a reality when he meets you; however, it comes with a challenge. at first, you hate him. but as the saying goes, there’s only one step between hate and love. and when taehyung loves, he can steal a sky of pearls for his lover.   

⏤ warnings: mature language, swearing, mention of sex, sexual tension, mention of epilepsy, mention of heartbreak, mention of breakup, mention of cheating, mention of financial struggles, and mention of health issues

⏤ author’s note: the first part is finally here! 🥳 it's been a while since it's ready but i wanted to be back from holidays to properly read it and correct it before posting it 🤗 i'm actually very excited with this series, i have soo many ideas for this & i truly hope you'll enjoy it. don't hesitate to let me know what you think of it 💜

⏤ playlist: brividi - Mahmood ft. Blanco

SERIES MASTERLIST | PREVIOUS | NEXT

Running through the campus, you mentally check that you took all your belongings. It would be a nightmare to get them back, probably someone would steal them. In the best-case scenario, you’d have to go to the lost and found office. That doesn’t enchant you really well. 

But you’re running out of time. Today’s lectures ended super late, and you must be at the store where you work. The manager is quite harsh and isn’t very kind when someone is late. That has never happened to you. You always make sure to be on time since you’re the type to be a people-pleaser. Being late isn’t even possible, so you run to catch the bus and ensure you’re on time. 

As you reach the pedestrian crossing, a stupid car passes by and almost knocks you over. Luckily, you take a quick step back to avoid being hurt. You instantly yell, insulting the driver since the person seems not to have seen you. When you yell, you see the driver, he’s also looking at you and you show him your best middle finger, making him understand that he’s an asshole. 

“Asshole,” you aggressively shout.

Nonetheless, the second you realize who it is, you instantly regret it. That man is no other than Kim Taehyung. He’s for sure the most recognizable man in the entire campus but he’s also the son of the big boss of your shop. Well, to make it short, you work at one of the many Kim Couture’s shops and it happens that the company was created by the Kim family. A family that Taehyung is part of. 

The cherry on top is that Taehyung will be coming to the store you’re working at. The other point is that he saw you yelling and showing your middle finger. A devious smirk appeared on his face. 

Shit! You’re definitely in trouble. 

Taehyung isn’t just Taehyung. He’s known to be a fucker, and a good one apparently, a rich kid, full of himself, pretentious, popular, exasperating, and crazily annoying. He thinks he’s the king of the world. That’s the way you perceive him.

At the end of the day, he’s a guy who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. He always had everything he wanted, and everybody always licked his boots. He does whatever he wants with people. It’s quite annoying but you won’t deny that he is charismatic. 

Again, that’s the way you perceive him but you ignore that it’s far from being the truth. 

Quickly after, the bus arrives and you jump in it. Your heart is beating like crazy, you’re so scared of what will happen and what Taehyung will do or say. After all, he’s your big boss’ son. If he desires to fire you, he has the power to do it. You absolutely don’t want to lose this job. It was already hard to find one with your limited experience, but you need to keep it. The tuition fees are costly. 

Getting into a prestigious university was your biggest dream, and through some miracle, you managed to do it. It came with a lot of work, obviously. You were determined to be there. However, you thought that it would be harder than that. You believed that you needed to be the daughter of wealthy parents. But through your own efforts, you were accepted, and you’re quite proud of yourself. 

Having a job is what allows you to pursue your dream. Your parents insisted on helping with the tuition fees, but you don’t really want their financial assistance. This is your dream, not theirs, so they shouldn’t have to pay for it. That’s how you see things. Certainly, balancing your studies with your job isn’t easy. But you manage to make it work and you’re very proud of yourself. 

Of course, you appreciate the fact that your parents want to help, but the fees are extremely expensive. You don’t want your parents to ruin themselves to support you, they already face financial difficulties. You don’t want to be a burden for them. So, you’re going to work a lot and as much as you can to pay for everything on your own. 

Working at Kim Couture is definitely helping a lot. The wage is good, it allows you to even save some money. You wished to use it to help your parents but they refused. In some way, you take a lot after them, and you can all be very stubborn when it comes to finance. 

Once you arrive at your workplace, you run to the back to change yourself. There is a strict dress code to follow as a Kim Couture employee. Today, you even have to make an extra effort to dress even better than usual. You have to be perfect because Kim Jihyun, Taehyung’s father is coming.   

It doesn’t enchant you to meet him and his son today, especially after this incident with the son. 

“Mister Kim is coming in 5,” your boss, Namjoon informs you. 

You hurry up to avoid giving another reason for Taehyung to kick you out. It’s already enough you insulated him and showed him your middle finger. The outfit is quite simple, it’s a full black one and a full one created by Kim Couture. Jacket, t-shirt, classic pants, and shoes. Luckily, you can do whatever you want with your hair, the most important is to always be presentable. You always have to be impeccable under any circumstances. 

Through this job, you already had the opportunity to meet famous people, going from a king to a singer. A lot of them are surprisingly very nice and polite. Some others are the opposite, rude as fuck. Those ones, you hate them. With the little experience you have now, when someone enters the store, you can already tell if they are going to be nice or rude. It’s all in their aura. 

Once ready, you run to the front of the store and take place next to your colleagues. You are all lined up next to each other while Namjoon gives clear instructions. Mister Kim will only come to give a little visit, he does it annually. However, this year, it’s his second time visiting this one because this store has been doing great. In any case, it will be your first time meeting Mister Kim since you joined right after his last visit. 

Your colleagues described the man in a non-flattering way. Kim Jihyun is certainly one of the most famous people, there’s no doubt about it, but he’s a horrible person. He shows no mercy to anyone. If things aren’t done the way he wants, he literally explodes. The employees of his stores are treated like shit since they are poor. He inherited the Kim Couture house from his ancestors, he’s very wealthy but he’s definitely the worst person your colleagues have ever met. 

Hearing the stories shared by your coworkers gave you chills running through your spine. That man is, without any doubt, horrible. So, you have to be perfect today so you get to stay here. But now, your biggest concern is what Taehyung will do. Is he a piece of shit as well and he will kick you out?  

An impressive car halts in front of the store. The door is opened by the doorman and two imposing men make their way inside. To be fair, Mister Kim is a frightening person, but what his soul gives off is powerful. You can only have respect for him as he walks near you. He’s wearing a grey suit with a white shirt underneath. The outfit is completed with a dark trench coat. This man breathes money from afar.  

Your eyes move now to his son, Taehyung. He’s certainly very charismatic and he also gives off a strong energy, but not as powerful as his father’s. Unlike his parent, he’s wearing a blue polo shirt with an evident white shirt underneath, and white classic pants. For a second, you take him in. You heard so many things about him at uni, and a lot from your friend Nari. 

Nari is your best friend but also a rich kid. Her grandparents made a fortune by developing an intelligent program that is sold worldwide. You met her a couple of years ago and surprisingly, a very strong friendship blossomed. Both of you see the world differently, but that vision is what has brought you together. Obviously, you sometimes have very animated conversations because you come from two different worlds.  

Nari’s family is close to Taehyung’s family, so she knows him. She doesn’t spend much time with him because they are very different. The way she describes him is quite similar to the rumors people spread on campus. He’s a fuckboy, arrogant guy, full of himself, and a cold-blooded person. The fact that he’s wealthy as fuck makes his personality even worse. 

Taehyung’s eyes land on you. It’s obvious from the way he smiles that he recognizes you. Your heart starts beating crazily. Shit! He follows his father who is walking and examining all of you while Namjoon introduces you. As they do so, you bow in respect. 

“This is yn,” Namjoon says once in front of you. 

“Nice to meet you, Sirs Kim,” you bow to the men. 

They simply nod. The youngest doesn’t say anything which reassures you. Hopefully, today, you won’t be losing your job. For a couple of minutes, you stay in the same position while the other employees are introduced. Mister Kim then gives a little speech in which he says how proud he is of this store, and a lot of other things you honestly don’t listen to. 

Since you sit down on chairs while Mister Kim is giving his speech, you choose to sit at the extremity. So, nobody is sitting to your left. Well, that is until Taehyung decides to join you. At first, you don’t notice him since you’re focused on his father’s speech. 

“So I’m an asshole?” he whispers in your ear, causing you to jump in surprise. 

“For fuck’s sake, you scared me,” you instantly reply in a whisper. 

The same devious smile that was on his face earlier reappears. For a brief moment, your eyes meet his, but you quickly turn your face to look at his father. It makes you uncomfortable to have his glance directly on yours.  

“And to answer your question,” you very quickly look at him. “Yes, you are.” 

You’re hesitant to keep going, too scared that he could do something you’ll forever regret. 

“You were about to knock me over,” you add. 

“You’re being a tiny bit dramatic,” he instantly claps back at you. 

You roll your eyes, he’s being annoying. 

“Could you please let me listen to your father’s speech?” you raise without looking at him. 

He’s distracting you which isn’t good. His father is your big boss, he’s doing a speech and you have to listen to it. It’s rather important. 

“Why would I do that?” he asks back. “I’m an asshole after all.” 

You want to laugh, he’s stupid but it’s definitely not the right moment to be laughing. Namjoon will kill you if you do so. You absolutely don’t want to lose your job because of an asshole. So now, you decide to ignore him, to act like he isn’t even here. A smirk appears on his face when he realizes you’re ignoring him. 

For the rest of Jihyun’s speech, Taehyung leaves you alone, which you’re grateful for. All you wish for now is to not lose your job. That guy seems to be an absolute jerk and the son of your big boss so he has all the powers in his hand. 

Afterward, he leaves you completely alone, giving you some needed peace. Once his father finishes his speech, the two of them leave the store, but before doing so, Taehyung winks at you. You roll your eyes, causing him to laugh a little. The stupid man who almost knocked you over seems to be trying to flirt with you. Does it surprise you? No, because you’re convinced that he does that to every girl so they forgive him for being an asshole. 

But you’re not like the other girls, you won’t forget what he did. 

“Remember me why we’re studying?” Nari asks you while you’re walking. 

“To be badasses!” you jokingly answer. 

Nari laughs at your answer, but she couldn’t agree more with you. You’re studying to have an impressive degree so you can find impressive jobs. She’s aware that all of this is a hundred times harder for you than it is for her. If she doesn’t like this or wants to try something else, she’ll have her parents' money. However, on the other hand, you don’t have that. She knows how incredibly hard you worked to be here, and she knows that you wouldn’t have chosen something just for the fun of it. 

“I don’t want to attend classes today,” she replies. 

“Same,” you answer. “But we have to if we want to be the strongest bitches the world has ever known.” 

Nari admires you beyond comprehension. You’re always so optimistic, always seeing the bright side of everything when the world has shown no mercy to you. Since you’re thirteen, you’ve been battling with epilepsy. It has been a constant struggle but you have shown how strong you are. 

Nari doesn’t know that being positive and optimistic is what helps you fight this terrible and invisible disease. Otherwise, you would have gotten into depression a long time ago. Being positive allows you to genuinely be happy. 

“You’re right,” she says with a bright smile appearing on her face. 

“I’m always right.” 

The two of you enter the lecture hall and take a seat at a random place. It’s quite an impressive room and there aren’t that many students so you can choose wherever you want to sit. There are still a solid 10 minutes before the class starts so you animately keep talking. At a certain point, she frowns, and you turn your head to see what is causing that reaction. 

As you do so, you notice Taehyung coming in your direction. Deep down, you hope that he’s coming for Nari, but inevitably, you know it’s not the truth. You know he’s coming for you. 

“Hi, yn,” Taehyung says with a stupid smile on his face. 

“What do you want?” 

Nari is shockingly surprised by the way you answer him. She totally ignores what happened yesterday with Taehyung. You haven’t talked about it yet, but thanks to this idiot (or asshole as you prefer to call him), you’ll have to do it as soon as he leaves.  

“Calm down, miss dramatic,” you roll your eyes. “I went back to the store yesterday and I noticed you forgot this,” he hands you a personalized pen. 

This pen was offered to you by your dad some months ago. It’s a black pen with your name engraved on it in white. It’s a very pretty one, and for sure, it was expensive but you didn’t say anything. Since your parents didn’t offer you anything when you graduated, they offered you the pen as a little ‘good luck’ gift for this new step in your life. You love this pen, you always take notes with it.

Honestly, you didn’t even notice you left it at the store. However, you would have noticed it during this class as you wouldn’t have found it. It would have annoyed you but it won’t now since Taehyung brought it. 

In a way, it moves you that he considered bringing it back to you. Nonetheless, you’re convinced he has a reason to do it. This is Taehyung after all, he’s known for being selfish. He wouldn’t do this just to be nice to you. 

“You didn’t need to bring it, you could have left it there,” you tell him. 

Taehyung deeply exhales, you can see in his eyes that he’s a bit exasperated. 

“A simple thank you would have been enough,” he says. 

Before you can answer, the professor enters the lecture hall and Taehyung takes a seat somewhere else. You take a quick look at Nari. She’s definitely surprised by everything that just happened. You will need to tell her. It’s nothing major but it’s for sure shocking that this man even acknowledges your existence. Outside of wealthy people, he doesn’t know anybody else here. 

For a brief moment, you turn your face to look for him. You quickly find him and to your surprise, he’s also looking at you. 

In all honesty, you barely know him but you can tell that you feel a lot of mixed feelings. You kind of hate him for what he did yesterday, although hate is a strong word. You simply don’t really like him. However, he’s captivating. 

After the class, as you’re walking on the campus, you explain everything to Nari. There’s not much to be said but she’s your best friend so it’s normal for you to explain to her how you met Kim Taehyung. 

Taehyung wakes up with a massive headache. He drank too much as always. His eyes try to adjust to the light but it takes him some time since the room is fucking bright. His face turns to his left, only to find a girl sleeping on his bed. Nothing new. 

For the past two years, his life has been made up of parties, hangovers, and lots of sex. That’s how he enjoys life. Well, that’s how he believes he enjoys it. Deep down, he knows he chose this life because two years ago, he didn’t want to stay at home. It was way too hard to be there, and partying, drinking, and having sex is a lot easier. 

Having girls in his bed is way too easy for him. All the girls are crawling at his feet, desperate for a little bit of recognition. Of course, he’s more than aware that he’s charismatic and he plays with it. Flirting is like second nature to him. It doesn’t take him much to make a girl crave him. It’s quite an easy game for him. 

However, when he realizes the girl who’s sleeping next to him, it instantly wakes him up. Shit! It’s Hyejoo. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he rapidly says while getting up.

Hyejoo isn’t any girl, she’s the daughter of one of Kim Couture’s investors, Park Daehyun. She’s super wealthy, even wealthier than him so Jihyun decided that Taehyung has to date her. And in dating her, he means to marry her. Not right now but he has to get with her and stay with her until marriage. The purpose is to make her a Kim. That way, her family will forever invest in Kim Couture. Honestly, it’s well thought out but Taehyung doesn’t want her, doesn’t want to get married, and most importantly, he doesn’t want to be used for the company’s interest. Nevertheless, that’s nothing new. 

His father has always put the company first. The rest doesn’t matter. He got married to a wealthy woman for the company, but he never loved her. Made children with her to ensure the future of the business. Luckily, a boy was born first so he didn’t need to try many times before producing an heir. He got a daughter afterwards but it was just a plus. So in the end, he has absolutely no consideration for his daughter, Yseult. Basically, he acts like she doesn’t even exist which is quite destructive for her. Taehyung tries as much as he can to protect her but it’s sometimes almost impossible to protect her from their father. 

With time, his mother started to be like his father. Her family was only good if it benefited the company. She always agrees with Jihyun, and in the end, they both use Taehyung for the business. They don’t see him as their child or even like a human at all. They only see him as the future CEO and the new face of Kim Couture. So they don’t let him do much. For sure, they let him party right now so he can enjoy life before being in charge of the company. But enjoy is a strong word. He doesn’t enjoy anything. 

When Taehyung was young, he remembers how loving and caring his mother was. He hated his father who was very severe with him but he deeply loved his mother. She was his everything. But as he grew up and she started to change, he also started hating her. He felt no more love towards her. Today, he doesn’t love anyone, not even himself. His life is quite sad in the end. 

“Good morning Taehyung,” Hyejoo says when she wakes up. 

“I have to go,” he simply tells her. 

She’s a bit confused but he doesn’t give a shit about it. He storms out of the room and basically runs outside. As he does so, he calls his chauffeur to come and get him. His parents don’t let him drive as they are scared something will happen to him. They trust Minho to always drive him anywhere. Things are a bit different now that he is in college, he can drive alone during the week but during the weekend, he can’t. Minho has to drive him anywhere he wants to. In a matter of seconds, he arrives to pick him up. Hyejoo tries to catch him but she doesn’t arrive on time. 

“Can we go to some random coffee shop?” Taehyung asks. 

“Yes,” the chauffeur answers while nodding. 

Taehyung looks from the window. Flashbacks from last night came back, he drank a lot and Hyejoo flirted with him. At first, he pushed her back since he didn’t like her but she was insistent. As he was getting drunk, he was letting his guard down so in the end, he couldn’t resist her anymore. 

He rubs his face while mentally insulting himself. He should have resisted because now, she’ll run around him even more. Hyejoo loves Taehyung, it’s no secret to anyone. She’s always around him, trying to make him fall in love with her. She’s also convinced that he’ll date and marry her as his father plans. Although she totally ignores that he doesn’t like her at all. He couldn’t actually care less about her. 

They arrive at a coffee shop, it’s a small one but it looks so cozy inside. Minho opens the car’s door to Taehyung and he walks to the entrance. His chauffeur remains in front of the car, waiting for his boss’ child. Taehyung is only going to grab a coffee and some pastries to eat while going home. 

He stands in front of the bar and checks the menu. He’s starving so he’ll take all the pastries that he craves. He orders and then moves to the right, to the little space where customers patiently wait. As he walks in that direction, a girl turns around, causing them to hit each other. Since she was holding a coffee in her hands, he got coffee all over his blue shirt. 

“Fuck,” he swears. “Could have been..” 

As he speaks and lays his eyes down on the girl, he realizes that it’s you. 

“You, again,” you mumble as you notice that he’s the guy hitting you. “You should be more careful,” you instantly tell him. 

“You’re the one who hit me this time,” he replies. “I was just walking to get my order.” 

“Well, I was going to leave after receiving my order.” 

Being around each other makes you both feel something you both never felt for anyone else. It’s weird since you’ve only known each other for like 4 days. He didn’t even know you existed until he almost knocked you over. 

Now, he’s covered in coffee which angers him and you lost half of your coffee which angers you as well. 

“Pff,” you say. “Now I have to order a new coffee because of you.” 

“If you were more careful, you wouldn’t need to do that.” 

You roll your eyes. Around him, you’ve rolled your eyes a lot. You’re even surprised by it, nobody has ever made you do that so often. On the other hand, he absolutely hates when you do that, he’d even say that it almost pisses him off. 

“Fuck you,” you simply say back. 

He takes a step closer to you, your faces are now very close. There is barely any space between you, his eyes roaming your face before halting for a couple of seconds on your lips. Your heart is hammering in your chest, ready to burst at any moment. This man is impressive. His face gets closer to you, and your heart beats even faster, something that never happened before. 

Taehyung notices that you don’t step back. Well, he doesn’t want to as well. You both glance at each other. For the first time ever, he feels his heart beating fast. No other girl, or anyone else, has ever made him feel that way. He notices how pretty you are. Well, from the first second, he laid eyes on you, he found you very beautiful. But now that you’re closer, he gets to see closely your beauty. You’re also very charismatic, you draw him in a way he can’t explain. Without realizing it, he’s attracted to you. You catch all of his attention when he’s near you. 

When he found your pen at the store, he could have left it there. But that was the perfect excuse to get to see you and talk to you. He can’t resist the urge of being around you. If he sees you, he only wants to get closer. Like right now. He could be talking to you without being this close, but he needs it. 

He takes in your sweet scent, you smell so good. 

Both of you are glancing deeply into each other. There is definitely something going on but you won’t admit it. 

After what felt like an eternity, he pulls himself together before getting closer to your ear. 

“What did you say?” he murmurs with a deep voice, causing shivers down your spine. 

“Do you want me to spell it out for you?” you dare to say. “F-U-C-K,” before you can even finish, he cuts you off. 

“Don’t you ever say that again,” he whispers. “Especially if you’re in the wrong.” 

“You’re threatening me?” your question almost sounds like an affirmation. 

“I’m just warning you, miss dramatic,” he says. 

Taehyung strongly stinks of alcohol but there’s also a bit of his cologne emanating from him. You don’t even doubt that he has a hangover and is most probably still drunk. 

“Oh,” you first say. “You think I’m afraid of you, asshole?” you then say. 

He’s caught off guard, causing him to take a step back to look at you. Usually, people get scared and leave him alone. Honestly, you’re kind of the surprising type. Now you’re the one getting closer to his ear before starting to whisper.  

“You should be the one being careful,” you murmur. 

The way you pronounced every word made him shiver. Fuck, he hates the effect you have on him. It’s been only a couple of days but you’ve been resisting him in every possible way. This almost feels like a challenge to him to make you fall onto your knees. 

“Or what?” he asks. 

“Well, you’ll have to discover,” you answer. 

Taehyung feels your breath crashing against his ear, and visible goosebumps appear on his body. You don’t notice as you’re concentrating on provoking him. As you take a step back, you’re startled by his burning eyes on you. To say that he’s devouring you is literally an understatement. Never before has a man looked at you that way. Thousands of butterflies are freed inside your belly. 

You don’t even know how to look at him or if you’re even looking at him the same way. The only thing you are sure of is that your cheeks are fully red. Even if this man impossibly angers you, he also manages to destabilize you. It’s so contradictory. But you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like the feeling of his burning eyes on you. It makes you feel desired. Desired by Kim Taehyung. 

“I need to order my coffee again,” you say as you put a clear distance between you. 

Taehyung simply nods and a few minutes later his order is ready. For a brief moment, his eyes discreetly glance at you while he grabs his order. There’s something so mesmerizing about you, and damn, he really wants to discover what you’ll do to him if he pushes you again over the hedge. 

While you’re sitting on the bus, you’re completely lost in your thoughts. You’re thinking about what happened with Taehyung minutes ago. Things with him are evolving intriguingly. You’re both always colliding with each other. It’s not smooth at all. But that man is so fucking annoying! How can even people like him at all? 

The music is blasting in your ears through your headphones. Sabrina Carpenter is singing “Feather” for your biggest pleasure. It’s one of your favorite songs at the moment. Surprisingly, it’s one of the songs that has been reminding you that you were too good for your ex. Definitely, you’re better off without him. However, you try not to think too much about him because he devastatingly broke your heart. 

Kai, your ex, is the kind of guy that easily becomes friends with everybody. He’s super chill and super nice. You two instantly hit it off, you directly felt love but it took you some time to actually fall in love with him. Being loved and loving him felt so good. You both imagined what your future life together could look like. You were convinced that he was the one. But you were wrong. He never was the one. 

At a party, he kissed a girl. It wasn’t just a random girl, it was a girl he had a crush on a couple of years ago. It devastated you, especially since you were going through a tough time health-wise. You were also working too hard to get accepted at this prestigious university. It was just the last straw. However, since you were convinced he was your forever person, you forgave him. You thought that it was just a mere kiss, and he also did everything to make you forgive him. 

The reconciliation didn’t last long because you were such a mess. Everything was just too much and you couldn’t handle anything anymore. So you put an end to your relationship. You were devastated, to say the least. You thought that he was going to make his way back to you but he kind of didn’t. You had some conversations but they all ended up in sex. It was nice but nothing was being solved. However, he was doing that to keep you wrapped around his fingers. From there, everything became a mess. 

Kai hid from you that he was seeing that girl so he could have you. He was flirtatious with you, and you were having a lot of casual sex. You believed things were going to be solved and that you were getting back together. Today, as you look backward, you realize that it was merely a physical attraction. Nothing more. You never got back together because you ignored that he was actually with the other girl. 

It shocked you once you found out. Kai talked so badly of cheaters and he was there doing the exact same thing. What you didn’t forgive him is the fact that you were the other girl. He was cheating on his girlfriend with you while you weren’t aware of the situation. It broke you beyond comprehension. 

Kai is still with his girlfriend, it’s already been more than a year. You don’t know if she ever found out that he cheated on her. Probably not. You don’t think she’d stay with a cheater but you don’t know her so you don’t know how she’d handle it. Maybe she forgave him. You don’t know. The only thing you’re sure of is that sometimes he comes back. Thank god, Nari is part of your life and forbids you to interact at all with him. 

You rest your head against the window. Recently, you surprised yourself by wanting to find a new boyfriend. For the past year, you decided to focus on your health and your studies. Having a partner would only distract you from your goals. However, today, everything seems to be on track so you don’t have any reasons to hold back. But it isn’t that easy. You’re not the type to easily make friends, but you aren’t desperate so you don’t really care right now. It’s sometimes a bit hard to be wanting someone around you and you don’t have anyone. 

You leave the bus when it halts at your stop. The massive building housing the hospital stands in front of you. Recently, you’ve been coming quite often for blood tests, doctor appointments, and hospital stays. Some nurses already recognize you. This has been your reality for a year already. Your health has been a big mess even though it’s been the case for almost 10 years. Lately, it simply hasn’t been easy in between seizures caused by your epilepsy and the hormonal dysfunction coming from Hashimoto’s disease. 

Hashimoto’s disease is an autoimmune disease in which your thyroid doesn’t work properly. It doesn’t produce enough thyroid hormones. On top of that, your immune system attacks your thyroid. There is of course a treatment helping your thyroid to work properly. So, in summary, the treatment has to always be working otherwise everything gets out of control. 

Growing up with all that wasn’t simple, especially since you have never accepted being epileptic. Most of the time, it makes you feel like a failure so you don’t mention it to people unless it’s necessary. You don’t want anyone to look at you or treat you differently. You want to be seen as a normal person. But you’re not a normal person, and that’s what is complicated to accept. 

So you work a lot, sometimes way too much. You wonder if it’s not due to the fact that you’re a people-pleaser. But in general, you just work too much to compensate for your differences. Those health issues have a lot of impact, especially on your memory. For example, it’s hard for you to remember conversations. Most of the time, people have to repeat several times the same thing for you to remember it. 

At the hospital entrance, you notice Yseult, Taehyung’s sister. She’s coming out of the car to enter the building. You discreetly watch her. She looks a lot like her older brother, it’s evident that they are siblings. She also breathes money from afar, she also has that powerful aura. It seems like it’s a family thing. Before entering, she quickly scans her surroundings, almost as if she doesn’t want to be seen. It instantly arouses your curiosity. Why is she acting like that? 

Instantaneously, you grab your phone to text Nari. 

To Nari: Yseult is at the hospital & acting weird 

You wait until Taehyung’s sister enters the building before doing the same. Well, you can’t spy on her because you have an appointment but you’re for sure very very curious. 

From Nari: she’s probably just doing a check-up 

She’s right. It’s nothing, it’s simply your imagination. But it still leaves you wondering why she was acting like that. 

Later that night, while falling asleep, you see again Taehyung so close to your face. However, you chase away those thoughts because that man has been annoying you more than anything else.

UNTIL I FOUND HER | kth

⤷ part of the dads universe

⏤ pairing: football/soccer player!taehyung x female reader 

⏤ genre: best friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, angst, fluff, and smut 

⏤ rating: 18+

⏤ warnings: dom!taehyung, swearing, alcohol consumption, jealousy, a lot of making out, sexual tension, mention of sex, some teasing, praising, fingering, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, multiple orgasms, mention of oral sex, some crying, mention of pregnancy, mention of unprotected sex, mention of abortion, and pregnancy  

⏤ words: 17,145

⏤ summary: taehyung is your best friend, he’s been part of your life for as long as you can remember. his love life is a complete chaos. there is only one girl he has truly ever loved. that girl is you. but how would things turn out when he finds out that you love him back?  

⏤ author’s note: the fic is finally here 🤗 i loved writing this fic & writing this Tae, he’s so soft 🥹 honestly, i was super excited to post it, i truly hope you enjoy this fic 💜 let me know what you think of it & thanks for reading, angels ✨

DECEMBER 31, 2021

As every year, you celebrate the new year with your best friend, Taehyung. You’re not really fond of this celebration but you get to be with your best friend so you deeply cherish this day. This day is also a continuation of his birthday which takes place the day before. 

Since he became a professional footballer/soccer player, you barely get to see him. His life changed completely. He trains a lot on a daily basis, he has games during the weekend, he constantly travels, and most importantly, he became famous. He’s one of the best players of his generation so he gets a fair amount of attention. It’s been hard for you to find your place in this new life, but Taehyung has always made sure to keep in contact with you. Most importantly, he has been keeping you out of the public eye. 

Everything that he does instantly makes headlines, he doesn’t get much of a private life. However, he protects the people he dearly loves. Seeing him become that famous broke your heart because you’ve been loving him for a couple of years now. With his fame, you get to see him kissing girls and flirting with them. For a while, he also had a girlfriend and he was going everywhere with her. It was hard to see even though he had introduced her to you. 

There are quite a lot of people at this party. But nothing new. You don’t know most of the people, they are friends of friends of friends. In summary, they were invited by someone. Taehyung also invited known people like Jungkook, a famous singer, and Hoseok, a famous actor. They’ve met through acquaintances and since then, they’ve been invited to this new year party. You like them a lot, they are very nice people despite being famous. Hoseok is actually the one with whom you’ve got closer. He’s now like a super friend. 

You’re sitting at a table with Jungkook and you’re animatedly speaking. Honestly, you’re surprised by the life this man lives. He’s been a singer for more than 10 years but it feels like he has been living that life for 30 years. So many things have happened in his life and he has done so much. He’s also young so it’s almost impossible to believe him. 

For a brief moment, your eyes scan the room and your body freezes for a split second when your eyes meet Taehyung’s. He’s so fucking gorgeous. The type of gorgeous that takes your breath away. Well, he’s always handsome but tonight, he’s even more than usual. 

His hair is fully pushed back, except for a strand of hair falling on his face. It kind of makes him look like a bad boy. However, he’s a nice bad boy which is ironic. He’s wearing a flannel blue shirt with a large black pair of jeans. It’s simple but anything simple looks great on him. 

You both glance at each other for a moment, it feels like there’s nobody else but you. Since yesterday, things have been different between you. The way you look at each other is different, the way you act around each other has changed. Nothing is awkward. It’s simply different but it’s a different that feels good. However, it leaves you wondering why your encounter changed this time around. What caused this change? 

After what felt like an eternity, Taehyung joins you.

“How’s the night going?” He asks you. 

Your eyes glance at him. “So far, it’s going well,” you answer with a smile. 

Taehyung smiles back at you. “I’m glad we’re here together tonight,” he says. “I was actually looking forward to seeing you because it’s been a while.” 

Your best friend is sometimes sad to not be able to see as much as he’d like to. For sure, he’s content with being a footballer/soccer player but this life has drifted you apart. By some miracle, you managed to keep the friendship which he’s very happy with. However, he barely sees you in a year. He tries to always make it to your birthday and make sure you get to celebrate his birthday and new year together. 

However, he wishes he could be with you forever. 

This separation sometimes breaks his heart because he spent all his childhood and teenage years with you, and now, you barely see each other. Of course, you text and call each other daily but it isn’t the same.

As he says those words, you can feel the heat taking over your face. Hearing those words makes you feel something in your stomach, you can’t quite explain it but it definitely makes you feel good and loved. 

“Me too,” you simply reply. 

Taehyung offers you a genuine smile before taking a sip of the drink he’s holding. Probably a cocktail that he prepared. For a little while, you talk about random things that happened in your life for the past months. The two of you enjoy this moment, it warms both of your hearts to hear what has been going on. 

Taehyung can’t help but love the way you smile as you explain an event that occurred at work. The way your face lights up when you talk about work makes it obvious to him that you adore what you do for a living. He can’t help but find you absolutely stunning tonight. You’re wearing a blue pair of jeans with a floral top. It fits you perfectly. Well, he believes that everything fits you perfectly. 

After a while, you split as you start talking with other friends around you. Throughout the night, you keep drinking some cocktails prepared specifically for the party. Well, some bartenders were hired for the event so you can ask whatever you want and they’ll make it. 

You head to the little bar, joining Jungkook who’s already ordering something. 

“Hi again,” you say as you reach him. 

His head turns to the left, a smile growing on his face when he sees you. 

“Hi again,” he replies. 

Jungkook is a very good-looking man. He emanates a strong confidence which causes everyone to constantly look at him. For sure, you believe that this comes with being a singer. A singer constantly performs in front of people, gives interviews, signs autographs, takes pictures with fans, and many other things. For you, a singer needs to be comfortable in their shoes otherwise things can be hard, especially for the attention they get. It’s hard to imagine how Jungkook can handle all that. Well, you wonder the same with Tae because, at the end of the day, all of that applies to him as well. 

“Has someone ever told you how pretty you are?” he asks with evident seriousness. “I constantly wonder how Tae hasn’t already fallen for you.” 

Your cheeks instantly turn red. This is clearly and certainly unexpected. You never imagined that he considered you as pretty. Usually, famous people only find super thin and fit women as pretty, and to be honest, you’re none of both. But it actually flatters you that such a handsome man finds you pretty.

Since he caught you off guard, you don’t even know what to reply. “Tae is my best friend.” 

As soon as those words leave your lips, you actually feel ridiculous. Tae is your best friend but that doesn’t change the fact that you developed feelings for him. However, you’re convinced that he doesn’t feel the same about you. 

“Honestly, if you were my best friend, I would have already tried to seduce you,” he tells you. “Being best friends doesn’t necessarily mean that you can’t fall for each other.” 

He’s totally right, and you absolutely know it. 

“You’re not wrong,” you reply. 

A smile appears on his face. He’s stunning when he smiles. As you glance at him for a little while, you realize that you clearly understand why he has many girls at his feet. He’s very talented and attractive. No wonder that most of the girls scream like crazy when they see him. 

“And to answer your first question, not many people have said that to me,” you say. 

“Well, they clearly are blind,” he teasingly says. 

A little laugh escapes your lips. Honestly, if this fantastic singer is going to flirt with you tonight, you’ll do the same. It’s not every day that someone like Jungkook flirts with you. 

From afar, Taehyung watches the two of you discuss. It’s more than obvious that his friend, Jungkook is flirting with you. What he hates watching is you flirting back with him. From the way you laugh at his silly jokes to the way you touch him makes him want to throw up. Never in his life did he think he’d have to watch you flirt. 

But he can’t do anything. You’re not his. He’s just your best friend. More than anyone else, you deserve happiness. He can’t stop what is starting to happen between you and Jungkook. If you like each other, what can he concretely do? He takes a sip of his drink. For a moment, he simply looks at the two of you openly flirting together. He wishes that this would have not happened in front of him. It makes him jealous, and he doesn’t like that feeling. It makes him feel vulnerable. 

Right at that moment, Jungkook looks at him with a devious smile. Tae knows right there and then that he’s doing this on purpose. But why? For sure, he does that because he has an idea in his mind. Tae talks again with the guy next to him about football/soccer. It occupies his mind and it also doesn’t tempt him to glance at you. 

After a while, Jungkook takes a seat next to him. He smiles like an idiot, Tae only wants to slap him when he smiles like that. 

“You should tell her you like her,” he says with still that silly smile. 

“I don’t see what you’re talking about,” Tae replies with his cheeks turning red. 

“Yes, you know,” he instantly answers. “It’s written all over your face that you fell for her.” 

Tae takes a sip to try to cool down his body’s temperature. 

“I noticed it a while ago,” he starts saying. “You’re quite subtle. Being her best friend is the excuse you use to hide your true feelings. But slowly, I realized the way your face lit up when you talked about her. It was obvious you liked her more than a friend,” Jungkook explains. “I used this party to test the waters by flirting with her and your face confirmed it all.” 

The footballer looks at his friend in disbelief. It’s unbelievable that his friend did that to simply confirm a theory. But he’s also surprised that he noticed he has feelings for you. For years, he thought he was discreet but it looks like he wasn’t after all. If Jungkook noticed it, surely other people would too. 

“By the way, I totally get why you fell in love with her. Beyond being petty, she has a wonderful soul,” Jungkook adds. “But don’t waste more time. Go talk to her.” 

Tae shakes his head. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I care too much about her and I don’t want to lose her.” 

“Maybe you won’t lose her,” his friend says. “Maybe the feelings are mutual, maybe she loves you too.” 

Taehyung doesn’t believe that. He’s truly convinced that you only see him as a very good friend and nothing more. Plus, he isn’t going to say anything because he’s scared to be heartbroken. He wouldn’t be able to handle that and still be your friend. And he’s sure that you would refuse to remain friends.  

“I’m sorry, JK but I’m not going to do that,” he replies before leaving his friend alone. 

Tae would rather see you falling in love with someone else than lose you forever. That’s the naked truth. He would prefer to be jealous than heartbroken. 

As the night goes on, Taehyung avoids you. The discussion he had with Jungkook ⏤ and seeing you flirting with him ⏤ disturbed him. He knows that if he’s around you, he won’t be able to act like nothing happened. That he won’t be able to contain his jealousy. 

The entire night you’re confused about why your best friend isn’t with you. It actually breaks your heart. You keep wondering if you did something wrong. The only thing that crosses your mind is the little flirting session with Jungkook. You wonder if he’s angry that his friend dared to get close to you. That’s the only reason you can think of. It’s the only thing that makes sense. 

Taehyung keeps eyeing you from afar. It’s hard to be far from you when you’re in the same room. All he wants is to be next to you but he can’t. So he keeps on drinking and you do the same. By the time it’s 23:59, you’re both just completely drunk. 

“10, 9, 8,” everybody shouts as you watch the countdown on tv. 

You slowly get closer to Taehyung. 

“7, 6, 5,” he looks for you in the room. 

“4, 3, 2,” your eyes meet. 

“1, 0,” your hearts beat fast. 

“Happy new year!” everybody screams with joy. 

You hug the person next to you and wish her a very happy new year. She does the same with a bright smile on her face. You keep doing that with friends while exchanging cheek kisses. It makes you happy to be starting the new year with them and their best wishes. You can feel that this year will be fantastic. You can’t explain how but you feel it deep inside you. It’s an intuition. 

Slowly but surely, you get closer to Taehyung. There is no other person in this room with whom you’d like to hug, kiss, and wish a very happy new year. He’s the only person that has ever mattered in your life. 

Once you’re face to face, you simply stare at each other. Your heart is racing inside your chest, your body is completely frozen, and your mind can’t think straight. Being in front of him after what felt like a crazy night is strange. 

You take a step forward, your faces are quite close, and a smile appears on both your faces. 

“Happy new year, Tae,” you finally say. 

His smile grows bigger and even gets brighter. It almost looks like he’s shining. He gets closer to you in order to hug you but as he takes a step closer, his face gets closer to yours. For a split second, you can see his eyes going down on your lips which causes your heart to hammer even more in your chest. 

Your eyes are lost in his, your breathing getting heavier, and the room’s temperature increasing insanely. You can feel his hot breath on your face, his strong scent invades all your senses. Right now, the crowd in the room disappears completely. There’s only you and him. 

All you want to do right now is to kiss him desperately. You want to feel his lips on yours. You want to taste his lips. You want to get lost in his lips. For years, you wondered what it’d feel like to kiss him, and at this exact moment, you sense like you’re about to find it out. 

Taehyung sees your eyes looking down at his lips which makes him feel like he’s won. Jungkook’s words echo in his head. ‘Maybe she loves you too.’ Maybe Jungkook was right. By the way you’re looking at him, he’d say that his friend was indeed right. You wouldn’t be looking at him with an evident desire to kiss him written all over your face if you were considering him as a friend. This wouldn’t be happening if he was only your friend. 

A strong warmth invades his heart as he knows that he can do what he’s been dying to do for years. He’s still hesitant though. He’s not sure if he can do it. 

“Happy new year to you too, yn,” he whispers while his face gets even closer to yours. “I wish you all the best for this new year.” 

Shivers run down your spine. His eyes stare deep into yours and it makes you feel like he senses what you deeply crave right now. 

Once he says those words, his mouth meets yours. Even though you want this, it catches you by surprise so it takes you a hot second to kiss him back. The kiss is shy at first, as if you’re both scared but it slowly turns into a desperate and fervent one. One of his hands goes to the back of your neck while the other one goes to your hips. He pushes your body closer to his. Your hands cup his face while you intensely kiss each other. 

This feels like heaven for you two. This kiss has been wanted for years, but none of you dared to do it, too scared to ruin the friendship. Now that this is happening you’re not even afraid to lose each other. However, you wonder if this is only occurring because you’re both completely wasted. 

You open your mouth, giving him free access to your mouth. His tongue doesn’t hesitate one second to find yours. Gently, your tongues meet and it feels wonderful. Inside of your lower belly, thousands of butterflies are freed. Never have you thought that this would’ve happened one day. 

When you’re both out of breath, you break the kiss and rest your foreheads against the other. For a moment, you simply look at each other while you catch your breath. Taehyung’s fingers softly caress your face and you close your eyes to savour this moment. 

“This is a great way to start the year,” your best friend murmurs. 

You open your eyes to look at him. He’s so beautiful, he looks like a dream. This all sounds like a dream but it’s really taking place. You really kissed him. This isn’t something coming out of your imagination. This is real. 

This time you’re the one who kisses him. You don’t want this to ever stop, you want to keep kissing him until your body can’t handle it anymore. A soft moan leaves his mouth when your lips meet. He also wants to keep doing this forever. He doesn’t know if you’ll both remember this tomorrow because you’re drunk so he wants to enjoy every second of it. 

Taehyung teasingly bites your lower lip which causes a moan to escape your mouth. A devious smirk appears on his face but he gets back to kissing you fervently. This kiss seems to slowly evolve into something more. It’s evident that you want more. You can feel it in the way his tongue plays with yours, in the way your hands move in his body, and in the way his hands hold you tight against his body. You obviously want to have sex together. This could stop you but it doesn’t. You desperately crave this. 

He breaks the kiss, it wouldn’t be appropriate to keep doing this in the middle of this crowded room. 

“Do you want to go to my place?” he nervously asks. 

Right there, when he dares to ask this, you realize the extent of the situation. You kissed your best friend, and there’s no doubt that you’re not going to his place to play cards. If you accept his proposal, you’ll get laid. Would your friendship resist this? Would you even remain friends? Would this mean that you’re together now? 

Those questions are quickly erased from your mind. You’ve already ruined the friendship by kissing each other. Going a bit further won’t change that. And honestly, right now, you don’t want to think about what will happen tomorrow. 

“Yes,” you nod. 

Your best friend smiles before grabbing your hand and taking you out of this place. He guides you to the parking lot where his car is. It’s an underground parking lot and there’s absolutely nobody except you and Taehyung. You quickly reach his car, a brand new BMW X1. It’s such a wonderful car. You don’t know much about cars, you just look at them from the outside and judge them. You heard many good things about the brand BMW so you’re convinced it’s a good car. 

He opens the car door for you before making your way inside the car. The smell of leather invades your senses. Weirdly, it’s a smell that you’ve always liked. The smell of a brand-new car always brings you back to a childhood memory, a very good one. So, you always like this smell. Taehyung looks at you with marvel. He’s aware of this liking of yours and he knows what it is related to. He finds you adorable. 

Quickly, he starts the car and drives like a crazy to reach his place as soon as possible. He definitely doesn’t want to waste time. All he wants right now is to have his lips on yours and fuck you until there’s no tomorrow.   

As soon as you arrive at his place, the two of you leave the car in a hurry. In less than a minute, you enter your place, take your shoes and coats off, and run to his massive bedroom. You know his place by heart as you’ve come a hundred times. It’s quite a wonderful and impressive house but right now, you don’t really have the time to take a proper look at his place. 

Taehyung doesn’t waste a second before kissing you passionately. Damn, he is desperate to feel your lips against his. It’s all he wanted to do during the car ride. Actually, he is simply completely desperate for you. After all, he’s been having a crush on you for years. 

“I desperately want you, yn,” he whispers against your lips with his deep voice. 

You clench your tights together, his raspy voice sending shivers down your spine, but his voice is so low that you barely hear his words. However, you don’t need to hear him say it to know it, it’s clearly written all over his face. 

“And I’m desperate for you, Tae,” you reply. 

The football/soccer player presses his lips against yours once again but this time, he’s kissing you with a fervent passion. Having his lips on yours feels like a dream, it almost feels like this isn’t happening. But damn, this is even better than anything you dreamed. 

Slowly, the two of you walk closer to the bed before sliding onto it, now finding yourself lying on the bed with his toned figure hovering over you. His toned body is still something you’re trying to adjust. Taehyung used to have a frail body but since he became a professional player, his body has completely changed. He got even hotter with time. 

Never once do you break the kiss, loving the feeling of your tongues sensually battling in your mouth. A small whimper escapes your throat as his hands move down to your waist. He softly caresses you before his hands pull up your floral top to finally touch your skin. His long fingers brush on your stomach, the cold feeling of them making you moan.     

“Your skin is so soft,” he whispers on your lips while his eyes lock with yours. 

He doesn’t let you answer and his teeth grab your lower lip, snatching a moan out of you. Haltingly, his right hand descends on your body, goosebumps rising on your body as his fingers get closer to your core. His long fingers push your pants and underwear down your legs before throwing them onto the floor.

As slowly and carefully as possible, they swipe along your slit, making you gasp at the contact. A moan escapes your mouth, and Taehyung has to admit this is a sound that he adores. For sure, this is something that he’ll get to hear often tonight, and fuck, he can’t wait to make you moan even more. 

At first, your crush abuses your clit with his thumb in order to get you wet before he inserts his fingers inside you to stretch you open. The feeling of his cold thumb circling on your clit feels marvelous, Taehyung is doing wonders to your body. 

“I’m gonna add a finger,” he warns you.    

The man wastes no time before dipping one finger into your heat, preparing you for what is coming. His eyes watch as your face contorts with delight while his finger slowly pumps in and out of you. It feels divine to have his finger inside you. It brushes against all the right spots inside you, this already feels like heaven on earth.    

“Fuck, you’re already so wet, butterfly,” he says to you. 

Hearing the nickname sends shivers down your spine. From time to time, Tae gives you cute nicknames and you actually love that. It sometimes makes you feel like your romantic feelings are reciprocated. 

For a little while, he just stretches you open with one finger. The man has no rush in giving you pleasure but he knows that in the end, all this preparation will give you the best orgasm of your life.    

“I’m going to add a second finger,” he informs you. 

The fact that he lets you know what he’s about to do melts your heart. Taehyung is such a gentleman even when he gets all dirty. At least you can prepare yourself for whatever size his cock is. Hopefully, it’s not a monster. Based on what you can see thanks to his pants, he’s not small but at the same time, he doesn’t look too big. 

Once his second finger slips inside you, you spread your legs a bit more. Small gasps of delight leave your lips as he pleases you with only two fingers. The room around you starts to get extremely hot, your heart starts to pound faster and harder in your chest, and the pleasure starts to build within you. Taehyung smiles as he feels his fingers getting covered with your wetness.  

“Fuck, butterfly,” he mumbles, “you’re getting so wet.” 

His fingers slowly move completely out of your pussy before sliding them in again with ease. Another moan leaves your mouth, closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his fingers filling you up. He repeats the action of moving his fingers out but this time, he brings his fingers to his mouth to taste your sweet and sticky juices. As he does so, you take a moment to admire his strong arms. Something that always turns you on when looking at his arms is how veiny they are. 

Your eyes never leave him, a moan leaving your mouth as he twirls his tongue around his fingers. The sight is so damn erotic, and it makes you grow wetter. Taehyung places himself in between your legs, spreading them even more to get a proper view of your cunt. You’re prettier than in his wildest dreams. He can’t wait to be fully inside you and to feel your velvety walls around him. That thought alone almost makes him groan. 

The two of you are already completely consumed by pleasure. As this is something you both desired for a long time, it makes everything feel more intense. You’re simply so needy for each other. 

He licks his lips, taking in the amazing view he has before him. This sight alone turns him on even more. 

“You’re so wonderful, butterfly,” he runs his thumb over his lower lip. 

Your friend takes his shirt off, exposing his upper body to your very hungry eyes. Without an ounce of shame, your eyes wander on his toned chest and arms. He’s so fucking hot. It’s not the first time you’ve seen him shirtless. You’ve already seen him a couple of times shirtless. However, it’s different this time. He’s shirtless because you’re about to be fucked by this god. 

Taehyung leans closer to you before pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. When he stands again, he pushes again two fingers inside your core, making you moan at the feeling of his wet fingers inside your velvety walls. For a little moment, he just enjoys torturing you at a slow pace with his two fingers covered in your wetness. Nothing can compare to the excitement he feels when he sees you contorting with delight. A delight that he is causing with his fingers. That swells his heart in a way he can’t even explain. 

He’s pleasuring the woman he always loved. 

“Ready for a third finger?” he asks. 

You nod, knowing perfectly that you need that third finger to stretch your core even more. Your body and mind can even picture how it will feel. However, slowly but surely, you’re getting desperate to have his dick buried deep inside you. After your contentment, he curls a third finger into you, and damn, you love it so much. Your head rolls back, loving every second of Taehyung’s torture on you but as you do so, you expose your neck to his burning eyes. Without any hesitation, his mouth finds your neck. 

Having his fingers thrusting faster, and his tongue and teeth abusing your neck makes you moan more and more. Without any warning, the wave of pleasure fiercely washes over you, Taehyung’s name rolling out of your tongue while he keeps abusing your neck and core. You close your eyes to enjoy the feeling that this orgasm generates. 

“Wow,” you barely manage to say. 

This is the first orgasm Taehyung offered you. It tastes tremendously wonderful, and you only want more. Your friend only stops torturing you when you’ve come down for your high. His fingers are fully covered with your arousal by now, and he carefully pushes them out of you to take a proper look at them. You gasp at the feeling of emptiness.

“Wow, it was so intense,” you finally say as you open your eyes. 

You’re greeted with your friend licking his fingers to taste you. He’s standing tall between your legs with his long fingers in his mouth. That’s a very hot and intense vision, and you never thought you needed it before. This man is turning you on like crazy! You could keep looking at this forever. 

“And it’s only the beginning, butterfly,” Taehyung replies with a little smirk appearing on his face. 

“You’re such a tease,” you reply before giving him a gentle slap on his chest. 

A little laugh escapes his lips. 

“It’s nothing new,” he mumbles as he gets closer to you. “I’ve always teased you,” he whispers in your ear. 

Fuck, you’re not sure you’ll be able to survive this night. It’s only the beginning and you’re already dead. Before you can comprehend what is going on, the man on top of you fully removes your top and wastes no time in removing your bra. Feeling his fingers brushing against your skin sends shivers all over your body. Your eyes only stare deep in his lusty gaze. 

Your heart is rapidly hammering in your chest, ready to burst at any second. Sharing such an intimate moment with him is something you’ve been dreaming of for years, and you’ve been desiring it more than you can even express. However, having it actually happen is quite something. As your eyes keep watching him, you take in every single detail of his sweet face. 

He has a pronounced jaw which is part of his charm. He has a little mole on his nose which makes him cute. His dark hair is falling on his face which makes him even more handsome. His deep dark eyes are looking at you with evident desire which turns you on. He has heart-shaped lips which you’ve desired to kiss for years. 

This all feels unreal.   

Quickly, the lust written all over his face turns into worry. His brows furrow, and you can’t resist the urge to touch the spot right in between his brows. Taehyung shivers when he senses your fingers before closing his eyes for a brief moment. This moment right here is the most intimate you both ever experienced in your lives. You’ve had partners in the past and you loved them, but nothing compares to this feeling. 

The love you share has grown over the years and it only got stronger over time. This inevitable moment is the simple proof of your deep and shared love. Yes, it’s dirty, but it’s filled with true love. It’s evident that you’re soulmates. True soulmates. 

Taehyung opens his eyes to be greeted by the prettiest woman he has ever seen. He could do this eternally. Seeing you every day would be his greatest pleasure. Being able to touch you every single day would be his biggest dream. Being around you is and will forever be his home. You’re the person that has ever been able to make him feel at home. It has never been about a place. It has always been about a person. 

Without hesitation, you both kiss each other with tenderness and passion. You’re kissing each other like it’s the last time you’ll do it. And god, you indescribably love it. Your hands instantly find their way to his fluffy hair, softly playing with it as you kiss him like there’s no tomorrow. His tongue slowly finds yours to share an erotic dance. Little moans leave both your lips. Deep down in your body, you can feel the pleasure growing inside you. This kiss wakes up every single fiber of your body.  

“Yn,” Taehyung whispers against your lips. 

Slowly, your eyes look up at him. His eyes are closed so you can’t see them but you smile because you can’t help but find him adorable while he kisses you. You close your eyes to savor this moment. You break the kiss to catch your breath. Taehyung’s eyes quickly scan you before his lips get close to your ear.      

“You’re a fucking dream, butterfly,” he whispers with a deep voice before he nibbles your ear which makes you moan. 

It’s so disconcerting how he can switch from sweet to filthy in a second. 

“And you’re my fucking dream, Taetae,” you reply before pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek. 

A smile spreads across his face while he buries it in the hollow of your neck. You can feel his smile against your lips and you can’t help but hold him tight against you. After a little while, he presses kisses on your neck. Little moans escape your lips as he keeps leaving a trail of kisses from your neck to your jaw. Rapidly, he reaches your lips and presses a kiss on them. 

Taehyung stands back again to take his pants and underwear off. But before he can unzip his pants, he’s taken aback by your question. 

“So we’re going to make babies?” you softly ask while looking at him. 

Taehyung is no stranger to your shyness when it comes to sexuality. He has always spoken very openly about his sexual activities. Not with you of course because he’s a crush on you and it feels weird to be talking about having sex with someone to the girl he loves. However, he isn’t embarrassed to sometimes bring up the topic. He has already said that he adores blowjobs, especially if they are done very well. Or that he loves giving pleasure to his partner. Whenever he talks about it, you instantly turn red. He has always found you incredibly adorable. 

On top of turning red, you also don’t use harsh words. For example, you don’t say “cock” or “dick” out loud. Instead, you’ll say ‘pipi’, standing for penis. You’ll say “naughty time” instead of “having sex”. Sometimes, he even likes to tease you because you’re the cutest person ever when you get shy. He’s aware that you’ve had sex and the simple thought of you doing it with someone else makes him angry. But even though you’ve had sex, you still get very shy when the topic is brought up. Which honestly is very ironic. 

“Well, if by making babies, you mean having sex,” he starts saying. “I’ll say yes, butterfly.” 

Butterfly is a nickname that comes from when you were kids. Most of the time, you’d be the kind of girl running after butterflies in the park. Taehyung would run with you of course but you’d be the first to do it. Jokingly, he started calling you ‘butterfly’ but it stayed. But after he started dating his first girlfriend, he stopped giving you that nickname. You always thought she was the one who asked him to stop calling you like that, but it wasn’t. 

He stopped doing it because, with time, that nickname meant that he loved you. He was never able to give a simple cute nickname to any of his girlfriends. It was impossible for him. Giving you a nickname was the proof that he loved you more than a friend should. He had to hide his feelings so that meant stopping calling you ‘butterfly’. However, sometimes, he still does it, especially when he gets tipsy.  

But tonight, he has said the nickname more than he has done over the last few years. And it gives you butterflies. 

Taehyung slowly undresses himself in front of you, and you enjoy the view. He’s incredibly handsome. You don’t even understand how you got here with your best friend. You bite your lower lip as you admire him undressing himself. That’s hot. 

When he’s fully naked, your eyes inevitably look down at his manhood. It’s quite something. It’s a bit long but not too long as well. It’s a reasonable length. On top of that, it’s thick. You’d say it’s a reasonable thickness but that wouldn’t be quite right. Honestly, his dick isn’t a monster, but it’s not a baby too. Most of your previous partners had smaller dicks. Nonetheless, he’s impressive, and you can’t wait to have him deep inside you.  

“Are you ready, yn?” you nod, ready to be completely mind-blown by this man you desperately love. 

Taehyung holds his hard member before stroking it a few times, your hands snail down to his abs before slowly moving up. He bends down to press a kiss on your lips before he slowly buries his cock inside your soaked core, stretching your velvety walls. Both of you moan as he slowly pushes his thick cock inside you. Fuck, it feels wonderful. 

Since the beginning of the night, you’ve been craving this and you’re both enjoying this. 

Once he’s deep inside you, his hips stay still to give you the time to adjust. His lips press a gentle kiss since he adores doing it. For a little moment, your mind only focuses on him and his lips. Nothing else. When he breaks the kiss, your walls clench around his thick member, making him groan. 

“Don’t torture me, butterly,” he begs, his eyes locked on yours. 

“Sorry,” you apologize. “It wasn’t made on purpose, Tae,” you reply. 

His lips press another sweet kiss on your lips, but very quickly, it turns into a fervent kiss. As you’re kissing, he slowly moves inside you. It’s very subtle but you definitely feel it. When you break the kiss, you give him a small slap on his ass. 

“Whenever you want, you can move,” you whisper against his lips.   

A giggle leaves his mouth after the small slap on his ass. He’s actually very amazed, he never imagined you’d ever slap his ass one day. In all honesty, he’s surprised in a good way. 

Taehyung slowly pushes back, leaving only the tip of his cock inside you. His large hands find their way to your waist, caressing your soft skin while his eyes filled with lust glance into yours. He moves again his dick inside you, filling you up to the brim. It’s euphoric to have him completely inside you again.

“So fucking good,” you mumble as your eyes roll back. 

A smile arises on his face, happy to be able to give you pleasure with just that but well, he’s enjoying it just as much. Once he’s completely inside you, he doesn't move for a little while, hovering over you and watching you with enchantment. His eyes glance down at your body. It’s the first time he’s seen you fully naked, and you’re just mesmerizing. He wants to keep looking at you to engrave in his mind how wonderful you are. 

He starts to thrust into you at a slow pace at first. The movements of his hips are very sensual and slow, the room getting filled with the sound of his hips hitting softly yours. There isn’t any urge in Taehyung’s hips movements, all he focuses on is to provide you pleasure. His eyes keep going down on your body, and he groans when he watches himself buried deep inside you. 

“Your cunt takes me so fucking well, butterfly,” he mumbles.  

You close your eyes, completely enjoying the feeling of having him fully inside you. Never once do the thrusts become brutal and rough, they are deep and slow, making you moan a lot. It’s extremely sensual, and it definitely matches how you envisioned Taehyung in bed. The way he’s fucking you is euphoric. You only crave more and more. 

The bed under you squeaks, the headboard hits the wall just behind you while your friend simply makes love to you, or as you’d say, he simply makes babies with you. He leans down to press a sloppy kiss on your lips, your hands finding their way to his neck and hair. Your nails scratch the skin of his neck and shoulders, making him groan against your lips. 

The man over you decides to stop moving, torturing you just a bit. “Don’t stop, Tae,” you beg. 

His lips press another kiss on your lips. “Your wishes are my command, yn,” he says before biting your lower lip.  

Taehyung pushes his cock back before thrusting into you very slowly and deeply with both hands on your hips, pulling you back to meet his thrusts. The slick sound of your pussy soaking his cock as well as your moans fill the room. 

“Damn,” you gasp while he keeps torturing you at a slow pace, “you feel so good.”

You’re completely drunk in the feeling of his cock filling you up, his hips hitting against yours with every thrust he makes. This all causes sparks of pleasure to shoot throughout your body, your arousal dripping from your core and creaming his cock. Taehyung smirks as he notices the sticky mess you’re causing.  

His cock is buried deep inside you, making wonders inside you, and causing you to moan even louder with each thrust. Every time he pushes his hips back, he watches with delight the way his cock is completely covered with your arousal. Nothing drives him crazier than seeing this, you can see it in his eyes. 

“You’re so fucking wet, butterfly,” he hisses before biting his lower lip. His hands press harder into your skin when he feels your walls tighten around him, “and making such a mess on my cock.” 

“I’m only wet because of you,” you first say, “you’ve been torturing me since the beginning.”

Taehyung smiles before bending down to press a sloppy kiss on your lips while his thrusts slow down. You didn’t think it was possible to go any slower than the pace he’s going but apparently, he can do it. A desperate whine gushes from you, a sound that he instantly swallows. 

His hands go up on your body, grabbing your breasts and squeezing them to make you moan with desire before his fingers start playing with your nipples. Moans flood out of your mouth as your friend keeps torturing your body. 

“Damn, Tae,” you whine, “this feels so good.” 

His thrusts return to get a little faster. His fingers never stop abusing your way too sensitive nipples. Gradually, his thrusts are faster and deeper, causing moans to fall out of your mouth. Your walls suck his cock as he slams his hips into you with more force. His fingers keep playing with your very sensitive nipples, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.  

His eyes look at you, contorting with pleasure as it slowly builds within you. Your moans are getting louder, you don’t even try to hold them back or to stifle them. Luckily, he isn’t living in an apartment because you’re sure all the neighbors would hear you. However, you’re also convinced that you aren’t the only one being fucked tonight. It’s the New Year, everybody is celebrating it, and some in a very nasty way. Just like you. 

His hands that are on your hips can feel the way your body quivers with each thrust. The way he’s torturing your body is only making you lose yourself further. You’re already so close to your orgasm that you already know for sure that you’ll come soon.   

“Fuck,” he groans when he feels the warmth of your walls wrapping tighter around him. “Your cunt is clenching so hard.” 

The sweat is dampening his body, sticking some rebellious strands of hair to his face. Taehyung covered in sweat is a vision that can easily make you come undone. He’s so hot when he starts sweating. No wonder your mind easily gets lost when you see him playing football/soccer. 

“You’re so damn hot,” you say as your hands wander on his neck and hair. 

A smile spreads across his face as you compliment him, but he decides not to stop torturing you simply because you’re flattering him. His fingers pinch your nipples harder, making the wave of pleasure grow bigger inside you and making you cream his dick even more.

“Gonna come, Tae,” you tell him when you feel that all your emotions are overwhelming you. 

Taehyung feels his cock twitching inside of you at your words, a low groan rumbling in his throat. One of his hands slowly moves down on your body, passing your stomach, and landing on your throbbing clit. His fingers rub your sensitive spot as his cock keeps thrusting into you at a slow pace.  

“Beg for it, butterfly,” he says. 

His fingers show no mercy on your clit, and you’re not even sure if you’ll be able to beg for anything before coming.  

“Please, Tae,” you can’t even form a proper sentence with the way he’s torturing you. 

You’re not even sure that you’ll be able to recover from this moment. This is just hot with the slow and sensual pace of his thrusts, and the way his fingers torture your body. This is for sure a wonderful way to start the new year.  

“Tell me, butterfly,” he teases you with a smirk on his face. 

“Let me come,” his smirk grows bigger on his face, delighted to have you begging him to come. 

The wave of pleasure inside you is growing exponentially, almost becoming too overwhelming. You’re moaning like a mess, but at this stage, you couldn’t care less.    

“Do it, butterfly,” he whispers, “come for me.” 

Those words are what you need to hear for your orgasm to hit you fiercely. You come hard around him, your arousal covering completely his cock and your walls squeezing him over and over again. While you’re completely euphoric from your orgasm, he speeds up the pace of his hips slamming into you, chasing his own high. Breathy whines escape his pretty lips as he looks down at the mess you made on his cock. His eyes are completely hypnotized where your bodies meet. 

Desperate moans leave his mouth when his orgasm hits him hard. He fully explodes inside you, painting your walls white with his semen. His eyes roll back with pleasure as his body tenses up and releases his load. Loud cries of euphoria escape his lips as he’s high from his orgasm. 

He collapses next to you, both of your bodies covered in sweat after this intense sex session. After a little while, he pushes you against his body to hold you tight. He covers your bodies with a blanket. This warmth together with the alcohol and the steamy sex session makes you fall asleep in no time. Taehyung presses a gentle kiss on your head. 

“I love you, butterfly,” are the last words you hear before falling into Morpheus’ arms.

JANUARY 7, 2022

The past seven days have been filled with memories of the new year’s night. You can’t stop thinking about the way he passionately kissed you, the way his hands were on you, the way he touched you, and most importantly, the way he fucked you. Honestly, it was the best sex you ever had, and gosh, you’d like to do it again. But let’s be honest, he’s been your best friend for years. Yes, you’ve had a crush on him but you don’t wish to lose him and his friendship that is so important to you. 

So for you, this was a simple one-night stand. 

For you, it’s preferable to keep living in your delulu world and go back to having a crush on him instead of actually trying to build a romantic relationship. You’re too scared of what could happen. You’re afraid of the unknown. You’re simply fearful of losing him. You can’t picture a world without him by your side. He’s your best friend. 

Yesterday, he texted you, asking if you could meet today to discuss. No need to be a genius to understand that he wants to talk about that famous night. Especially since you haven’t talked at all since that night, not even by text messages. Weeks ago, it would have crushed you to not talk to him for a week but since that incident, you need some space. 

Without any surprise, he asked if you could meet at his place. The same place where you fucked. But it’s understandable. He has done everything to protect you from the public eye so it wouldn’t make sense now to have a serious discussion where anyone can see and recognize him. 

So now, you’re standing in front of his house. Just being here brings you back once more to that night. For a brief moment, you close your eyes to savor those memories. They taste good, and deep down, you know that you’d like to go back to that moment. You’d like to have Taehyung in between your legs, fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. 

You knock at the door with shaky hands. You don’t know what to expect from this conversation. The only thing you truly care about is to keep him and his friendship in your life. The door is opened by your friend who invites you in. Your heart starts beating at an insane pace. The image of him licking his fingers instantly crosses your mind, and god, that’s hot.  

Taehyung nicely asks if you desire to drink or eat something but you politely decline. You don’t know what to do or say so for a brief moment, you awkwardly stand there at the main entrance. 

“Let’s move to the living room,” he first says. “If you want, of course.” 

Your best friend notices how awkward you feel. It kind of breaks his heart because things have never been like this before. Nevertheless, he understands. After all, you had sex together. Friends don’t do that, otherwise, they aren’t friends. It leaves him wondering now what you are. Are you still friends? Are you more than friends? 

“Fine,” you reply. 

Taehyung lets you walk in front of him as the gentleman that he is. Obviously, his eyes wander a tiny bit on your ass. An ass that he finds wonderful. He definitely wants to smash it, but he can’t. That would be completely inappropriate. He gathers himself as this is not the right moment to drool over you. You need to talk about the new year’s night. 

You both take seats on two different armchairs, sitting face to face. Even though you always loved to be next to each other, this time around is different. A little space is needed, especially if you want to talk. The two of you acknowledge that the new year’s night is the only thing you can probably think of. So being next to each other will only make that night happen all over again. 

Taehyung takes a deep breath before talking. “Thanks for coming, yn,” he offers you a little smile. 

“You don’t have to thank me, Tae,” you answer. “We need to talk about what happened so it’s normal.” 

He nods. Quite frankly, he’s very nervous. Things are different between you and he feels that this conversation can forever alter your relationship. Or you remain friends, or you take it to the next level. There’s also the possibility that it becomes too hard for him to simply remain friends with you and that he takes some distance from you. He wouldn’t want to reach that point, and he believes it will never happen. But we never know what tomorrow is made of. 

“Well, I fully want to be honest with you,” he starts saying, and you nod. “I’ve been loving you for years now, but loving in a romantic way.” 

His hands are shaking. Saying it out loud makes it real, and most importantly, now, you’re aware of how he’s been feeling for years. It’s honestly quite a big deal for him. However, after what happens, he feels like he has to be honest with you. Keeping his feelings inside won’t help. 

On the other hand, your body is completely frozen and your heart has stopped beating. Now, this is real. Your feelings have been reciprocated all those years. But now that he said those words, you don’t know how to process them. Honestly, it doesn’t really change anything because you’ve already crossed all the limits. But hearing those words warms your heart indescribably. 

“Since I found out that I had feelings for you, I decided to keep it to myself. Your friendship has more value than anything else in the world. Losing you has never been part of the equation so I kept everything for myself,” he explains. 

Now, your heart starts beating again, but this time around, it crazily hammers in your chest. It’s also making you nervous to hear those words, and you know you’ll also have to confess your feelings. Even though, you know now that they are reciprocated, it still makes you nervous.  

“Jungkook understood it by himself, and he decided to provoke me by flirting with you,” he admits. It all makes sense now for you. “I was terribly jealous so I avoided you most of the night. I didn’t want you to notice the jealousy and I believed it was better like that,” he runs his hands on his face. “But it had the opposite effect. It only drew me to you.”    

Taehyung hides his face in his hands, he doesn’t want to see your face while he confesses out loud his feelings for you. You stand up to get closer to him. You kneel in front of him before resting your hands on his legs. You place your hands on his to push them so you can see his face. 

As he’s speaking about his feelings, you realize that he’s putting himself in a vulnerable position and that you need to gather all your courage in your hands to be just as brave as he is right now. For once in your life, you have to be strong and let him know that his feelings are reciprocated. 

Since you started having feelings for him, you always pictured that you’d be the one confessing your feelings and that he’d be the one reassuring you. However, the reality is literally the opposite. The reality is that Taehyung is the boldest one. 

Nevertheless, reassuring him is also scary. 

Your best friend lets you move his hands from his face. Slowly, he opens his eyes to look at you. He’s greeted by your face trying to look at him. A face that he finds adorable. 

“So you were jealous of Jungkook?” you ask with evident tease in your voice. 

Taehyung instantly rolls his eyes. 

“It’s not funny,” he says. 

You nod before taking a serious face. 

“I was heartbroken during the new year’s eve party,” you start saying. “I was there with my best friend but he avoided me half of the night and I couldn’t understand why.” 

A part of Taehyung regrets how he acted when he was jealous, but the other doesn’t because, without that, he wouldn’t have shared such an intimate moment with you. 

“I’m sorry about that, yn,” he mumbles. 

He lets his face down but you instantly place your fingers under his chin to lift his face up. You want to look at him. You want to see his reaction when he realizes you love him back. 

“Don’t be sorry, silly,” you smile at him. “Yes, I was heartbroken but you mended my heart when you kissed me later on.” 

Taehyung stares at you in disbelief. Even though you had sex and it’s kind of the proof that you share feelings, it’s a relieve to hear you say, in a subtle way, that you love him back. 

“I also have romantic feelings for you, Tae,” you admit out loud. “It’s been the case for years. Like you, I never said anything because our friendship means the world to me. I can’t imagine a life where you’re not here. I’d rather shut my feelings down than lose you.” 

Your heart is beating faster, you can feel it on the edge of exploding. You’ve finally said what your heart has been desiring to say for years. It feels liberating. 

“And if I’m being honest, for the past few days, I’ve been preferring to think that what we had was only a one-night-stand.” Those words obviously break Taehyung’s heart. “I’m so scared to lose you, Tae,” you mumble as your voice breaks. “So so scared.”     

Now, you’re the one looking down. However, in your case, a tear starts running down your face. It’s hard to admit that for the past few days, you’ve been deeply scared to lose him because of your sex session. You wanted to pretend that nothing happened that night, but you simply can’t, especially not after Taehyung’s heartfelt confession.

“Hey, butterfly,” he says while lifting your face with his fingers under your chin. 

Your best friend grabs you into his embrace. This is a very much-needed hug, but it’s also a very comforting one. Right in his arms, you start crying. For the past seven days, you’ve been bottling up your worries to build a wall around you, but now that he has confessed his feelings and is holding you in his arms, all the pressure goes down. 

“I was so scared to lose you,” you repeat in between the tears. 

Taehyung is completely heartbroken, but he inevitably understands you. He also believed that he was going to lose you after that night. The fact that you also didn’t text or call didn’t help. Of course, you both needed space, but it also made it feel like it destroyed everything. It accentuated the fear of losing each other.       

“You’re never going to lose me, butterfly,” he whispers while holding you firmly in his arms. “I’m not going anywhere.” 

For a little while, you simply stay like that, Taehyung holding you in his arms while you cry. You remain in his arms until you calm down. He invites you to sit on his lap so you can be even closer now. He presses his forehead against yours and cleans your face with his hand. It devastates him to see you like that. He hates to see you cry. 

“I missed so much when you call me butterfly,” you admit while you’re looking into each other’s eyes. 

“I missed it too,” he says. 

Taehyung explains to you why he stopped calling you by that nickname. You can understand his reason, you would have probably done the same. You never really gave him a nickname. You always call him Tae or Taetae. Nothing really too exotic. 

“You’re the prettiest butterfly I’ve ever seen, yn,” he says. 

His face gets even closer to yours, his eyes staring deep into yours. They are searching for unsaid approval to get even closer. You know that he’s about to kiss you but he won’t do it if he sees anything in your gaze that would push him away. You simply nod, and he instantly presses his heart-shaped lips on yours. You kiss him back with the same energy. It’s a gentle and soft kiss filled with a lot of passion. Even though you kissed a million times during the new year’s night, this kiss definitely makes things real. He loves you. Your little hands move to his hair to play with it while his hand is placed on your neck to hold you close. 

It also hits him as you’re kissing that you love him back. 

Fireworks explode inside him as he realizes it. He’s never going to let you go now. 

FEBRUARY 25, 2022

Being in a relationship with Taehyung is completely different than being his best friend. A lot of things are still the same, but a lot has changed too. He kisses you every time he sees you, he teases you a lot, and most of the time, it’s sexual, he calls you butterfly all the time, and he makes love to you. 

Being honest, Taehyung is quite a master in bed. He fucks you so well, you almost beg him to never stop. Being fucked by him is like constantly being in heaven. He gives you pleasure like no one else ever did before. But it’s also not easy to be dating a football/soccer player since he’s most of the time away. As before, you asked to keep your existence a secret because you don’t want to deal with the hysterical fans and also to allow you to keep living a normal life. 

Right now, you’re in Rome with your super best friend, Mia. You’ve met her later in life, she was a colleague from your first job. You instantly clicked and she’s been one of your closest friends since then. She was extremely happy when you told her you were with Taehyung. She even said that it was about time since it was more than obvious you liked each other. 

This trip to Rome was planned months ago, and you were looking forward to it. It’s a one-week trip, but it should be enough to calmly visit this incredible and history-filled city. However, it hasn’t been going as you wished. You’ve been in the city for 2 days, and you’ve been sick to your stomach since the beginning. You’ve been throwing up constantly, and most of the time, you don’t feel well. The only reason you can think of is the chicken sandwich you ate at the airport. It was probably not well-cooked or it was already out of date. 

This morning, it’s been a nightmare. You’re in the Vatican to visit the museums but you’ve already gone like 2 times to the toilets to throw up. It’s not easy for you, but on top of that, you feel sorry for Mia. You’ve been holding her back.  

“Are you better?” she asks while you’re drinking a glass of apple juice. 

You noticed that apple juice helps to calm down the nausea. Since it’s lunchtime, you’re sitting at a table in the restaurant located in the Vatican’s museums. Your friend ordered a salad while you’re simply drinking juice. You’re not hungry at all, and if you eat, you’re sure you’ll throw up again. 

“Yeah, a bit,” you answer. You take a sip of the drink. “I’m sorry for this, Mia.”     

“Eeh, don’t worry. It’s not really your fault if you’re sick,” she answers. 

For a split second, she seems hesitant to add something else, but she finishes by saying what she’s been thinking since you arrived at Rome. 

“Could you be pregnant?” 

You almost choked with your apple juice. This is very unexpected. You’re obviously not pregnant. With Taehyung, you’ve been very careful since the beginning of the relationship. Having children right now it’s far from being a great idea. Plus, you want to enjoy being together before planning to start a family. 

However, you can understand why Mia is raising this question. Nausea is one of the first visible symptoms of pregnancy. If the roles were reversed, you’d raise the same question. 

“No, it can’t be,” you answer. “We’ve been using protection, and I’m also going to start taking the pill.” 

Even if he uses condoms, you’ve decided to start the pill. This way, the chances of getting pregnant are very low. On top of that, it’s also a safety net in case you go crazy and don’t use protection. 

“But have you had your periods lately?” 

Honestly, you noticed you didn’t have them for the past 2 months but it doesn’t worry you at all. Your periods are irregular so there are moments where you can go 2-3 months without having them. For sure, lately, they’ve been quite regular but as soon as you get stressed, they come later.  

“No, but I’m not worried,” you start saying. “For the past two months, my emotions have been all over the place,” you reply without hesitation. 

There is evident concern written all over Mia’s face, and honestly, it’s worrying you. It’s making you nervous. You’re biting the inside of your cheek as you’re mentally browsing all the times you had sex with your boyfriend. It’s still so weird to call Taehyung ‘your boyfriend’.    

“You’re sure you’ve always used protection?” she asks.  

You’re still trying to remember every single time you were intimate with Taehyung. You can’t think of a time when he didn’t use a condom. Usually, you both make silly comments or jokes when he grabs a condom. 

“Yeah,” you say with some hesitation. 

“Well, maybe, a condom got broke or something,” she suggests. 

“I’m sure it’s not the case,” you reply. 

It’s impossible that you’re pregnant. In the event that you had unprotected intercourse with Tae, you would have taken the morning-after pill. 

“Maybe you should take a test to be sure, yn,” she adds. “I’m concerned, and if it’s not that, maybe we could also go to a pharmacy or something to get something to help you out with the nausea.” 

“Okay,” you reply before continuing to drink the apple juice. 

The rest of the day, your mind keeps thinking about the conversation you had with Mia. Honestly, you’re convinced you’re not pregnant, but she managed to make you doubt it. If you’re expecting a baby, you don’t know how you’ll react and what you’ll do. 

After the visit to the museums, you head to a pharmacy to get a pregnancy test. This entire situation makes you extremely nervous even though you’re sure the result will be negative. As soon as you reach your hotel room, you lock yourself in the bathroom to take the pregnancy test. You follow the instructions, you pee on the stick’s little strip. Then you wait five minutes for the result. 

You place the test on the edge of the sink while you wash your hands. For a moment, you look at yourself in the mirror. Suddenly, the memories of your first night with Taehyung cross your mind. That famous new year’s night when you had sex for the first time with him. You were completely wasted but you still perfectly remembered that you had unprotected sex. He even ejaculated inside you. You don’t understand why you didn't think of that night when you were talking with Mia. 

“Fuck,” you whisper while you close your eyes. 

You have a period tracking app on your phone, and you remember seeing that the week of the New Year was your ovulation week. As your periods are irregular, sometimes the cycles are a bit messed up, and it happens that you ovulate at a different time. But you have the app to follow your periods since sometimes, you go months without them and it doesn’t even concern you. At least, that way, you can see how long your cycles are and when was the last time you had your periods. The ovulation week on the app is always an assumption. 

Well, now you’re a hundred percent sure that the test is positive. You had unprotected sex during your ovulation week so it’s positive without any doubt. It also explains why your emotions have been all over the place lately. It wasn’t due to the fear of losing Tae or the fact that you’re now with him. It was due to the fact that you’re creating a human. 

Your eyes look down at the test. Two clear lines appear on the stick.  

“Fuck,” you repeat as you see the result. 

You’re indeed pregnant. Pregnant with Tae’s child. 

As you’re sitting on the toilet bowl, you run your hands on your face. What are you going to do now? Are you going to keep this baby? Are you going to get an abortion? 

Having a baby is not part of your life plans for now. You just bought an apartment so you’re paying a mortgage and you’re spending money on furniture. On top of that, you just got promoted. You’re also now in a relationship with a famous football/soccer player. You’re trying to adjust yourself to all of those changes. A lot happened in a short period. And now there’s a baby on the way. That’s just too much. 

Having a baby now isn’t a good idea. 

MARCH 5, 2022

The game is almost over. 

Taehyung and his teammates have been playing for over 90 minutes. For the first time in a while, you’re present at one of your boyfriend’s games. You can’t remember the last time you came, but today, you decide to join him since you have a big announcement for him. 

It’s been a week since you found out about your pregnancy. For the past eight days, you’ve been thinking about what to do. It wasn’t easy, you spent nights crying like a baby because you’re simply lost. As you were confused, you didn’t say anything to your boyfriend. You pretended like nothing happened, but since he knows you well, he noticed something was off. 

Mia was the first person to know about your pregnancy. You cried a lot in her arms, and she’s been there for you. She can’t do much because it’s your decision but she promised to be there for you no matter what you decide. For now, she’s the only person aware of your state. 

However, eight days later, you’re still confused and you don’t know what to do. The only thing you’re sure of is that Taehyung needs to know. He’s the only one who can guide you with this pregnancy. Also, you’ve booked an appointment with your gynecologist to check everything up. It’s in two days, and you don’t want to go alone. You want to have Tae by your side, and you also want him to see his child. 

Discreetly, you make your way to the changing room of Tae’s team as you desire to surprise him. He isn’t aware of your presence, he didn’t even notice you during the game. As you’re walking, you suddenly feel two arms wrapping around your waist and pushing you back. The sweet scent of Taehyun’s perfume mixed with sweat surrounds you. A smile appears on your face, and you turn around to meet the prettiest man ever. 

“What a wonderful surprise,” Tae says with the brightest smile on his face before kissing you. 

For a split second, you kiss him back but you quickly push him back. As you do so, you take a quick look at the man you love. His black hair is dampened in sweat, making it look wet. The top of his jersey’s shirt is stuck to his chest due to the sweat. His face is fully red. Even though he stinks a bit, he looks hot as hell. You’ll gladly open your legs for him right now. 

“You’re stinky and covered in sweat,” you playfully say. 

Taehyung holds you even closer and cleans his face on your chest. You giggle as he does so. He’s unbelievable, but that’s also why you love him. You try to push him back as much as you can but he’s a lot stronger than you so your efforts are in vain. He presses a soft kiss on your neck before taking a step back to look at the woman he dearly loves.

You’re wearing a jersey of his team, more precisely, the jersey he gifted you a couple of weeks ago. It’s a black one with his name and his number engraved in the back of the shirt. With that, you’re wearing a blue pair of jeans. You look hot as hell with his jersey. He could fuck you right here. 

“What are you doing here?” he asks. 

“I want to see you,” you answer with a smile on your face. “And also talk to you.” 

Concern suddenly appears on his face. 

“Something bad happened?” 

“You should go change first,” you say without answering his question. 

Your answer only worries him even more. 

“Tell me, yn,” his tone is a bit harsh, and it catches you by surprise so you jump of scare. 

None of you is smiling now. You don’t want to tell him in the middle of a stadium’s hallway that you’re pregnant while he’s wearing his team’s jersey and covered in sweat. Even if he looks incredibly hot, this is not how and where you want to announce to him your pregnancy. 

“Please,” you first say. “Change yourself first.”

Taehyung takes a step closer to you. His face is tense, his heart is beating fast, and his mind is imagining a hundred different horrible scenarios. He's worried and the fact that you don’t say anything makes him worry even more.

“I’m not going anywhere before you tell me what’s going on,” his tone is still firm. 

You look down for a moment before looking up at him. Although you know this man very well, it actually surprises you that he insists on knowing now what you have to say. 

“We should be in a more intimate place, Tae,” you tell him. “I’m not comfortable talking with you in here.” 

He takes a deep breath before nodding. If something is going on, talking here isn’t the appropriate place, and he can only agree with you. 

“Okay, I’ll be back in two minutes,” he says. 

You nod, and he kisses you before disappearing. He’s deeply concerned, worried, and scared of what you have to tell him. He’s imagining the worst. You’ve recently been back from Rome and he noticed that something changed during that trip. He noticed your puffy eyes, the dark circles under your eyes, the sadness written all over your face, and the way your mind is always somewhere else. 

At first, during your video phone calls, he’d ask if you’re okay, but since you wouldn’t say anything besides ‘yes, i’m good’, he understood that he couldn’t force you to speak. It has to come from you. He’s convinced something really bad happened in Rome. He’d even say a man acted disrespectfully towards you.

In no time, he quickly dries himself with a towel before putting his clothes on. He says goodbye to his teammates and leaves in a rush with his bag in his hand. He finds you in the same spot. You’re looking down at your phone, probably looking at some reels on insta. You always do that when you have to wait. 

Taehyung presses a soft kiss on your head when he’s next to you. 

“Let’s go?” he asks. 

You simply nod, and you both leave the stadium. Your boyfriend grabs your hand to guide you to his splendid car. The same car where Taehyung almost fucked you some days ago. You can’t get enough of each other when you’re together. 

“Where do you want to go?” he asks once inside the car. 

“My apartment?” you suggest. 

“Okay, fine,” he nods before starting the engine. 

The drive to your place is quite calm, you barely speak, but honestly, you don’t know what to say. Your mind is thinking of all the ways you can announce your pregnancy to Taehyung. Your boyfriend gets worrier as you get closer to your place. He’s scared to hear what you’ll say to him. Easily, he finds a parking spot near your place, and you quickly leave the car. 

Once you're inside your apartment, the first thing you do is jump into his arm, holding him very tightly in your embrace. He’s caught off guard which destabilizes him but he quickly wraps his arms around you. It’s something bad, he can feel it. 

“I’m pregnant,” you whisper against his chest. 

His entire body freezes as he hears your words. Out of all the horrible scenarios he imagined, pregnancy wasn’t one of them. Well, being honest, pregnancy isn’t a terrible scenario at all. It’s actually the opposite. It’s probably not the right moment but it’s not a bad thing. All this time, he was convinced that you got rapes in Rome. 

It takes him a couple of seconds to process what you said. He wasn’t thinking of getting the news of being a father this early in life. This is a shocking news. Taehyung pushes you a bit so he can take a proper look at you, his girlfriend.  

“And you found it out in Rome, right?” he asks. 

For him, that’s the only reason that would explain the shift in you during your trip with Mia. 

“Yes,” you answer. 

“Hmm,” he says while he turns his back to you. 

He runs his left hand on his hair while he starts to really process what has been going on for more than a week. Yes, it all makes perfect sense. 

His reaction worries you. Now, you’re not sure you should have said it. Maybe, he’s going to ask you to abort because he doesn’t want this baby. Oooh, this is all messing up in your head. 

“Why didn’t you tell me when you found out?” he asks. 

Taehyung isn’t still looking at you. Not having his glance on you while you’re giving him this huge news makes you feel so small. It makes you feel like a baby who needs to be reassured by a loved one.

“I didn’t want to announce that through a phone call,” you explain first, “and I also didn’t want to give you this news when I didn’t know if I’d keep the baby.” 

As he hears your last words, he turns around to finally look at you. It devastates him to hear that you even considered aborting, and it breaks his heart that he wasn’t by your side at that moment. 

“Are you going to abort?” he instantly asks. 

You shake your head. “I don’t know, Tae.” 

A tear runs down your face. Your boyfriend instantly holds you in his arms and presses a comforting kiss on your head. 

His entire life, he imagined that it’d be a moment of joy when he’d be given this news. Of course, he always pictured that you’d be the mother of his children, but this wasn’t the way he saw things. He imagined you getting together, then getting married, and then having children. All those steps in life would be filled with joy and love because they would have been so awaited. 

You take a step back. “I wanted to think by myself before announcing anything, but I don’t know what to do. All I know is that I need you by my side.” 

“And you have me, butterfly,” he firmly says. 

“It’s also your child so I can’t take this decision by myself.” 

“Before being my child, it’s your body, yn,” he cups your face in his hands. “If you can’t or don’t want to carry it, you don’t have to and I will never force you to do whatever suits me.” 

Taehyung has always been the biggest gentleman you’ve ever known. This right here is proof that he is a wonderful human being. Even if this situation is all messed up, you’re just thankful that Taehyung is your boyfriend. You’re not sure any other man would have said that. Maybe that you would be blaming you for not telling them sooner. 

“All I can do is support you no matter what,” he adds. “I’m never going to force you to carry my child when you don’t want to.” 

“But would you want to keep it?” you ask with the biggest doe eyes. 

For a moment, Taehyung gets lost in his thoughts. He imagines your bump getting bigger, what it’d be like to see you pregnant with your child, what the baby would look like, and how it would feel to be a father. 

“Yes,” he answers without hesitation. “If you’re the mother of my child, no matter what is going on in our lives, I’ll want it.” 

His answer unimaginably comforts you. Knowing that makes you love him even more. 

“Even if we’re poor and living under a bridge?” you ask. 

A smile appears on his face. “Even if we’re poor and living under a bridge, I’d love to be the father of your child.” 

A little smile appears on your face. It definitely comforts you to know that he wants to be the father of your child. 

“And you’re the only person with whom I’d want to have a child,” you tell him. 

You press a gentle kiss on his lips, causing his smile to grow bigger. This situation is a bit tricky for you, but your boyfriend’s reaction brings so much comfort to you. 

“Do you know how far along you are?” he asks.   

“Well, you probably knocked me up at New Year’s Eve party so I’d be nine weeks pregnant,” you answer. 

Taehyung remembers that night very fondly. It was the night that changed his life for the better, and it was a wonderful night. The best night ever. Your first night together was wonderful, but now that you’ve got to learn about each other, sex is a hundred times better. 

“Have you already made an appointment with your gynecologist?” 

“Yes,” you nod. “That’s also one of the reasons why I’m announcing it to you now. It’s in two days, and I really want you to come.” 

“I’ll be there with you, butterfly.” 

He passionately kisses you. Now that he knows, it makes this news more bearable. It almost makes it feel like it’s not a big deal because he wants that child. But he only wants it if you want it too. So in the end, it’s really up to you to decide what you will do. Nonetheless, it reassures you so much to know that he will be by your side. If you decide to keep the baby, he’ll gladly be a present father. And if you decide to get an abortion, he will stay with you throughout the entire process. 

MARCH 7, 2022

Taehyung is sitting next to you while you’re lying on a medical examination table. Your legs are wide open and the gynecologist is in between them. It’s honestly a bit weird to be in that position with your boyfriend sitting next to you. 

“I’m going to insert the probe,” the woman informs you. 

Doctor Park has been your gynecologist for years, and it was more than natural you’d be coming to her for this first checkup as a pregnant woman. Once you saw the positive test, you instantly booked an appointment. Luckily for you, she was available rather quickly. 

When you exposed to her the situation, she informed you that she would need to do an endovaginal ultrasound. Since it’s only the beginning of the pregnancy, if she performs a ‘normal’ ultrasound, nobody will see anything as the baby is very small. 

Taehyung is holding your hand as the probe is slowly and carefully pushed inside you. The doctor moves the probe from right to left until she finally sees something on her screen. A bright smile appears on her face when she sees what she’s been looking for and seconds later, the room is filled with the sound of heartbeats. Instantly, your head turns to your boyfriend who’s smiling as he’s hearing the sound. His eyes look down at you. They are filled with love. 

Hearing the fast heartbeat makes it real. There’s no doubt that you’re pregnant. But hearing this sound warms your heart indescribably. A tiny human is growing inside you, and you’re literally creating life. It’s so unreal what a woman’s body can do. 

Then, you both look at the screen and you’re trying to see something but you clearly don’t understand what’s appearing. 

“This right here is your baby,” the doctor points out to a tiny black dot on the screen. “And this right here is your second baby,” she points out to another dot. 

The world stops turning when she announces the second baby. There are two babies. You’re expecting twins.  

“And you can hear the heartbeats of the two babies,” she says. 

You look at the screen with disbelief. Two lives are growing inside you. You’re creating two little humans. You squeeze Tae’s hand as you can’t conceive that you’re expecting twins. 

“Based on what we can see, they are identical twins.” 

As from there, you can’t hear anything else. All you see is the two little dots on the screen. All you see and hear is your babies. They are real. They are here inside you. If you decide to keep them, two little humans will join you. You’d become a mother and Tae a father. This is a very big deal. From now on, you’ll be responsible for those two little lives. Whatever decision you make, it will inevitably impact them. 

Your eyes move to Taehyung to watch him with admiration. There is no doubt that he will be a fantastic father and those two babies will always be lucky to have him as their father. Since you’re quite young, your boyfriend always said that he wanted a big family. He wants at least five children. It’s a bit too much, but from a very young age, he has that desire to become a father. You know that he wants those two babies. And as you’re looking at him right now, it’s evident to you that he truly wants to have the twins in his life. 

Being here changes everything. Seeing the babies on the screen and hearing their heartbeats helps you to make a decision. 

For sure, it won’t be easy to become a mother and jungle with all the challenges you’re facing right now. But never on earth will you get an abortion. You had doubts up until now, but you don’t have any more. You’re a hundred percent certain that you will keep them.    

APRIL 7, 2022

Let’s be real, being pregnant with twins is far from being easy. You’re still pretty much nauseous, you’re belly is slowly but surely growing, and your emotions are definitely all over the place. Thankfully enough, Taehyung has been very supportive. 

A month ago, when you told him that you wanted to keep the babies, he was the happiest man on earth. That night was very very spicy. He now speaks to the babies every single day, and that’s the cutest thing on earth. You’re now living together to make it easier and you chose his place. It’s a bit far from your workplace but before going to his daily trainings, he drops you off at work. When he’s present of course. When he’s in another city or country, you stay at your apartment to make it easier. 

So far, you’ve been enjoying living with him. You get to be goofy together, to spend more time together, to watch random movies together, and to have more often sex. Surprisingly, your libido has been quite high. Whenever you lay eyes on your boyfriend, you simply want to make babies with him. 

However, it’s not easy to be dating him. Every single day, there are rumors that he’s dating this or this girl, and they all come from because they liked a picture of him. It’s really incredible what can be read online. It’s such silly things. You try to avoid checking anything about him on social medias because when you read those things, all you want to do is to say that he’s with you which isn’t a great idea. It’s been four months that you’ve been together but since the beginning, it’s been hard on that aspect. 

Since yesterday, Taehyung has been in another city because he played earlier against the team from that city. He’s coming back tomorrow morning, and you’re excited to see him again. You deeply miss him when he’s not hear. You miss your little bear. 

After months of trying to find a little cute nickname for Taehyung, you finally found it. It came out of nowhere, he was speaking with the babies, you ended up calling him a papa bear, and it stayed. He’s your cute little bear. 

You’re going through your phone, and you come across a video on insta of Taehyung. It’s apparently reported that he’s dating a random girl you never saw before. Nothing new so far. However, almost at the end of the video, there’s a picture of your boyfriend with her. They look very close, almost as if they are about to kiss. The picture isn’t very clear but obviously something is going on. 

That breaks your heart in an unimaginable way. 

Many questions cross your mind but you push them away because it’s definitely not a good idea to start imagining the worst. He’s clearly madly in love with you so he’s not going to cheat on you right now. But seeing this picture creates a big doubt in your mind. 

You put your phone away before turning on the TV. Maybe you need to watch something else to distract you. You trust Taehyung, you know he’s never going to cheat on you. You’ve known him for years, he’s a respectful man. He would never cheat on his partner. 

Nonetheless, watching TV isn’t helpful at all as this ‘new relationship’ of Taehyung is being displayed everywhere. Based on reliable sources, they have been together for months. They have been trying to keep it lay low, but they were seen yesterday in front of her house having a very intimate moment. This is heartbreaking. You want to cry. 

Maybe it’s best you simply go to bed and sleep. Taehyung is coming in a couple of hours and you will speak about all of this. You don't want to jump to conclusions just yet. You want to hear what your boyfriend has to say about this incident. But it’s hard to fall asleep with that picture of him with another woman in your mind. 

Your phone buzzes and the screen lights up, indicating that you received a message. It’s a message from Taehyung. “I’m here, open the door please.” You frown. What is he doing here? Shouldn’t he be in another city? 

Slowly, you leave the bed to open the door. The main entrance is a bit far from the bedroom so it takes you a bit of time to reach the door. As you open it, you notice it’s raining outside. Your boyfriend is standing in front of you, fully swamped by the rain. It warms your heart to see him because you really need him right now.  

“What are you doing here?” you ask. 

“I saw the picture of me with that girl,” he starts saying. “I knew you’d see it too and I didn’t want to leave you thinking about it all night long.” 

This scene seems coming straight out of a movie. Your lover is standing in front of you while it’s raining, swamping him more and more. Although you’re worried about his health, you find this is a heartfelt moment. It’s also very romantic.  

“Come inside,” you tell him. “I don’t want you to get sick.” 

He does as you say, and you close the door behind him. The two of you head to the bathroom. As you’re walking, you take a look behind you, noticing how wet the floor is getting. You mentally note to yourself that you’ll need to clean otherwise somebody slip and get hurt. Once inside the impressive bathroom, you stop in front of the toilet bowl while Taehyung remains close to the door.  

“Why did you ask me to open the door?” you ask as he’s getting undressed. “Don’t you have the keys?” 

“I left in a rush and forgot the keys,” he answers. 

Your eyes wander on his toned body as he removes every single piece of clothes. Taehyung is so damn handsome. 

“You didn’t need to come for that,” you tell him. “We could have waited for tomorrow.” 

Taehyung looks up at you with wet strands of hair falling in front of his eyes. He looks incredibly hot. He’s pushing his black pants down but they feel quite heavy. He notices that you’re a bit sleepy, and he can’t help but find you extremely pretty. Taehyung hides the little smile appearing on his face.  

“I couldn’t,” he says. 

Once he’s fully naked, he wraps himself in a towel before sitting on the edge of the bathtub. Your eyes follow him before you sit next to him. Your eyes stare at him for a hot minute, but you quickly turn your face to look right in front of you. 

“That’s an old picture,” he suddenly says. “It’s from like a year ago. It’s one of the many one-night stands I had.” 

You nod. “I believe you,” you simply say. “It’s hard to be looking at this kind of pictures, it was even before we started dating, and seeing them makes me doubt.” 

Taehyung puts his hand on your leg to softly soothe it. The warmth of his touch conforms you a lot. 

“I love you, butterfly,” he says. “I’ve always loved you. You’re actually the only woman I’ve ever loved, and I would never do anything to hurt or lose you.” 

You rest your head on his shoulder. 

“I guess you know but my love life was a complete mess before the new year’s night. I was sleeping with lots of girls but I was never able to commit to any of them. It was mostly one-night stands,” he explains. “I was in love with you but thought you didn’t love me back the same way so I was trying to find that love somewhere else. But I couldn’t because you’ve always been the only one on my mind.” 

Obviously, you knew about his many one-night stands but never said anything. You always considered those girls to be lucky to have at least had the experience of having sex with him. You weren’t exactly looking for sex with him, but when you’re in love, physical attraction is inevitable. So yeah, from time to time, you’d think about that. 

“So I decided to only sleep with them. It’s easy, you just sleep and then, you never see them again,” he adds. “It got worse when you started dating Noah. I couldn’t bear seeing you in love and the only thing that could distract me from that was literally having sex with someone else. For a brief moment, my mind is simply lost in pleasure.” 

It breaks your heart to hear that. You never thought it would be that hard for him to see you with Noah. Back then, you knew you weren’t in love with him because the only person you ever truly loved was Taehyung. But since you couldn’t have him, you tried to find love in someone else. Even if it meant to never truly be happy.  

“So you did that for 3 years?” you ask. 

“Yep,” he says while nodding. “Honestly, at some point, I even thought you’d get married.” 

As he says those words, you bite your lower lip. 

“Have I ever told you how it truly ended up with Noah?” you ask while turning your head to look at him. 

Taehyung glances at you with confusion. Why are you suddenly raising this question? 

“I guess you never told me at all how you broke up.” 

“Well, he proposed but I said no,” you tell him. 

“Really?” he asks with evident surprise. 

“I never understood why he proposed. Back then, we were falling out of love. It was obvious that it was going to end sooner or later,” you explain. “I was never going to marry him. I wasn’t happy anymore.” 

Quite frankly, he’s very surprised. In his mind, you would have agreed to get married with him. He always thought you were madly in love with Noah but now, he knows that he was wrong. 

“So if he had proposed earlier, would you have accepted?” he asks with hesitation. 

“Probably,” you shrug. “In my head, it was better to be with someone else than losing your friendship.” 

His hand slowly moves higher on your thigh while his face gets closer to your ear. “Then, I’m lucky he didn’t,” he whispers, causing goosebumps all over your body. 

Before his hand reaches your pussy, you push it back. “You should take a hot bath before you get sick.” 

Taehyung rolls his eyes. “I didn’t come to take a bath.” 

“Well, if you didn’t walk under the rain, you wouldn’t be taking a bath,” you say. “Maybe, we’d be making more babies.” 

It frustrates him when you tease him like that, but he finds it extremely adorable that even if you’re together, you’re still kind of prude. 

“I can still fuck you in the bathtub,” he replies. 

“You’re always so crude,” you tell him. 

“And you’re still so prude, butterfly,” he says. “No need to hold back with me.”

Your boyfriend gets closer to you before crashing his lips against yours. Kissing you is without any doubt his favorite part of being with you. This isn’t at all a shy kiss, on the contrary, it’s a very fervent kiss. No doubt you crave to do unholy things together. 

“Let’s get in that damn bathtub,” Taehyung says on your lips. 

He grabs your lower lip with his teeth, causing you to moan. Right after that, you stand up to get undressed while Taehyung turns on the water. Once you’re naked in front of him, a bright smile appears on his face when he looks at your little bump. It’s getting bigger as it should. Inevitably, he gets closer to you and softly caresses your belly. You watch him with tenderness. This is so cute. 

“Hi babies,” he whispers against your belly before pressing a kiss. “It’s daddy.” 

Your heart is melting at his words. Taehyung also takes a weird voice when he speaks with them. It’s the tone everybody takes when speaking to a baby, but it’s adorable to hear him speak like that.  

“I love you both already very very much,” he adds. “And I can’t wait to meet you in October. Please be gentle with your mommy until there.” 

Your hand caresses his soft hair as he presses another soft kiss on your stomach. It’s adorable to watch him interact with the babies. The gynecologist advised to do so in order for the twins to recognize his voice but she didn’t need to say it. Taehyung adores to talk to them. 

“Now, I will ask you to close your eyes because your mommy and daddy will do nasty things,” you laugh at his words. 

“You’re crazy,” you tell him. 

“Hey, I’m just warning them,” his eyes look up at you. “It’ll be a little shaky shaky for them.” 

He gets up to press a smack on your lips before turning off the water. He doesn’t waste any second before jumping into the bathtub. You don’t follow him directly as you’re watching him. Once he’s taken place inside the bathtub, his eyes look at you. 

“You’re not coming?” he asks. 

OCTOBER 01, 2022

Charlie & Freddie. 

Those are the two names you and Taehyung chose for your little twins. They were born very early today, it was 2 am when they joined you. It wasn’t easy to give birth to two healthy boys, but honestly, this day is the best day of your life. After all, it’s the day you became a mother, but it’s most and foremost, the day you met the little boys you created with your boyfriend. 

Taehyung is sitting on a chair, shirtless with Freddie in his arms. Seeing him with the babies is without any doubt the best thing in the world. He has spent the last hour holding them, one after the other to make the skin-to-skin contact. 

On the other hand, you’re sitting on the bed with Charlie in your arms. After a little struggle, you’ve managed to breastfeed him. Between him and Freddie, he was the one having the most difficulties to latch. But now, all is good. 

The twins really are identical, you can’t tell them apart. So with Taehyung, you’ve decided that for now, you’ll always put something red on Charlie and something yellow on Freddie. However, you wonder how long you’ll be able to keep up with that. Many sleepless nights are waiting for you. For sure, once you’ll get tired, you’ll get all mixed up. 

Being in this room with Taehyung and your twins seems unreal. Last year, you were still having a crush on your best friend, not able to reveal your true feelings. You were so scared to lose him if you’d reveal your feelings. It was hard to see him with other women. But today, things are completely different. You’re madly in love with your best friend and you started your own little family. 

Taehyung looks down at his son. His life has drastically changed in less than a year. He finally found peace because he was bold enough to reveal his feelings for you. He isn’t any more sleeping with strangers in order to stop thinking about you constantly. He’s now allowing himself to think about you night and day. All that because you love him back. 

It’s crazy how a simple kiss on a new year’s eve party can flip someone’s world upside down.  

GOT IT II

“GOT IT: II”

Genre: Secret Agent (AU), Enemies to Lovers, Travelling with KTH (who doesn’t want to?), Angst, Action, Fluff.

Synopsis: After the previous event, you lost your credibility and reputation from your job as an agent. Desperate to regain back your honor and prominence from the underground business, you accepted a difficult job to transport an article to 3 different countries. The catch? You’re not supposed to know what it is.

Word count: 8,787k

“Mister Müller” you approach the man sitting from the al fresco café.

“Miss Y/L/N, please sit.” He folded the newspaper before him. He called the waiter and ordered for a coffee refill “…and one sweet latte for the lady” he smiled at you.

“What makes you think I like my coffee sweet?” you raised an eyebrow as you slowly take off your sunglasses and lay it down the table. You looked at the name tag of the person taking Mr. Müller’s order. “Fred, One Americano for this lady. Make it two shots of espresso. Thanks”

Mr.Müller sips from his cup and staring at you for a good few seconds “Even until now, you won’t back down from a non-existent competition?”

“With you?” you chuckled “Please, there’s nothing to compete” your coffee finally arrived, you said your thanks to Fred, and slowly sipped from the cup.

“I meant with Kim Taehyung” he continued. You stiffened. It’s been a year since that mishap happened. You once venerated his ingenuity, yet now, you resented his existence. It’s not that you wanted something terrible happen to him, it’s just that you didn’t like to see him ever again. Not even a mention of his name.

Mr.Müller laugh from his seat while watching you evidently disturbed. “I’m sorry for stirring a nerve.” You shift from your seat and crossed your legs. “I know that ever since that event, your clients declined. From what was once a celebrated agent, you have been reduced as a what again?” he laughed midway “a private investigator for rich wives with a cheating husband?”

“Why don’t we cut to the chase, hm?” you put your cup down and fold your arms.

“Mr.Singh, I’m sure you’ve heard of him.” Your eyes widened at the sound of his name. Of course, you do. He is one of the most influential businessmen around the globe, and to work with him in the underground business seems to be like Midas touch. Every business seems to flourish afterwards.

“Yeah, what about?” you kept your cool, but you were eager to accept the job, whatever it is, if Mr. Singh is involved. You’re already desperate to stop renting dirt cheap basement apartments and eating convenient store chips as snacks. You would rather bask on a caviar filled canapes again, sitting in a balcony with the most coveted view of the city.

“Mr. Singh wants you to transport something from here, in Amsterdam down to Costa Brava, Spain.” There was a moment of silence. Transporting a thing from one destination to another is already difficult, but to transport it from three places? What was it that he wants across?

“What’s in it for me?” you gaze at your cup aimlessly and took another sip.  You took your sweet time to wait for his answer but he didn’t utter a word. You then wiped your lips with the table napkin, now stained with your lipstick “And why me?” you finally looked at him, unsmiling. You learned the hard way not to trust anyone too easily anymore, thanks to him.

“Besides, recovering from your credibility and reputation? well the money… “ he smirked “the money is quite handsome. We picked you because we know how delicate you are in handling a very sensitive article. You could say we love your work ethic and the fact that you even put a ribbon on top of it for your every client” you chuckled at his fanciful overstatement.

“Please, you underestimate my attraction to money. Of course, I take pride on what I do. Normally I like the chase than being chased, but who doesn’t love a challenge, right?” You paused for a bit “But I’d be damned if I wouldn’t know what kind of thing I’ll be transporting?” you opened your purse, grab on to your lipstick and pocket mirror for a retouch.

“Not knowing now is part of the pay. I’m pretty sure we’ll be having a great difficulty with the deal right now if you were to know.” He took something from his briefcase which was resting underneath the table.

“These are the files you need to study. We also included a map. We pointed out several spots if you needed some places to stop. It’s a long journey and it will definitely suck the life out of you if you aren’t too careful. We need it whole, and we needed it working and thriving. Don’t fuck it up.” He finally stood up from his sit and left you on the table.

You furrowed your eyebrow at the thought of hearing him say “we needed it working and thriving” what did he meant by that?

Part of your study involved knowing who to elude, but you took it further. You try to find out more: more individuals who might be involved and more individuals who might not want to be involved. You needed to ascertain your accomplishment and avoid the same mistake you made year ago at all cost. You calculated possible scenarios and sketch out several plans to ensure your success in every way. You needed to show Mr. Singh you are worthy and that you are more than capable.

On the night before your meeting with Mr. Müller’s men, you made sure that you reviewed the place of the empty warehouse well. You memorized all the corners of the street, equipped yourself with light but deadly artilleries (such as guns, knives and even daggers) all hidden underneath your dress, just in case you needed a quick escape.

You parked your car at the front building, and flashed your head lights thrice. They did the same, signaling that the coast is clear and the article is ready for your delivery.  You slowly went out of your car and surveyed the site from your position.

You counted in your head: 1, 2, 3. There are 3 snipers waiting above the building. 1, 2… 2 armed men on the front of the warehouse.

Walking further, the 2-armed men finally opened the overhead door for you. You return to count: 3, 4, 5, 6… 6 more armed men and a sedan car inside the warehouse. You carefully approached them and kept a level-head, yet you tucked both of your hands inside of your coat pockets which contained your hidden pistol and a knife.

Thankfully you didn’t need to use any of it as they welcome you despite being hostile. They opened the car door of the sedan for you and tossed you its key. “What am I going to do with my car? Leave it here? And drive with this instead?” you tried to make light of the situation but no one was laughing.

You cleared your throat to fuse out the awkward silence, and sat on the driver’s seat. You examined the car: its type and its features. You took a mental note on the things to use during an emergency and the things to use for indulgence. “What’s inside?” you tilt your head to point out the compartment. You wanted to know the contents and the danger of having to drive with it on the back.

“Oh, just…” they opened the compartment and you suddenly hear someone muffle scream. You quickly went out from your seat to check.

There’s a bloodied man inside the compartment, his hands and feet tied together with a sack on his head, frantically wriggling. “Jesus! What the…?!” You opened the sack to see who it was.

He stopped wriggling, then his eyes widened.

“Taehyung?” You froze. Just what trouble did he gotten into?

You manage to convince them to move him from the compartment up to the passenger seat.  As he sat down, Taehyung quickly recoiled from so much pain. His right shoulder was clearly injured from a gunshot. Your initial reaction was to take him to the nearest hospital, but the men insist that you take him somewhere else. “It’s dangerous to take him to public places, Mr. Singh needed him alive.”

“How do you keep someone alive from a gunshot?” pointing at Taehyung “What the hell did you do to him?”

Suddenly your phone rang. It was Mr. Müller “Is this the reason why you won’t tell me what I’ll be taking to Costa Brava? It’s Kim Taehyung?” you demanded explanation from the person at the end of the line.

“Hello Ms. Y/N” he just said. You scoffed “Does this seem like a joke Müller?”

“First of all, yes. If you found out what you’ll be carrying early on, would you even agree? Second, no. If it wasn’t for me, Mr. Kim Taehyung would be dead by now. We were lucky enough to find him here, albeit the situation. One of Mr. Ong’s men followed him here and Bang!”

You went to his seat and check the degree of his injury. You were relieved that it was not fatal nor was it bad enough to make him permanently infirm. You concluded from the look of his wound that it was done by small pistol, barely lethal but enough to slow him down. Although if this is left untreated, he might just die from infection instead.

Mr. Singh continued “Ever since that incident, many businessmen were furious with the trouble you two created, they wanted him dead. Only a few though needed him to remain alive, Mr. Singh included. Considering that he is carrying something rather fascinating” you looked at his watch.

“Hey!” you called Taehyung. “Do you have something this loser want?” Taehyung chuckled even in pain, and nodded.

“Another information Müller?” you asked. “Yes” he agreed.

You laugh at the ludicrous situation “Then why include Taehyung in the deal?”

“Safety” he replied. Bullshit. It was clear as day. They wanted Taehyung silenced, but alive. Just how much does this man know that riled up the whole world from the underground? Eager to find him dead or alive?

“And move 3 countries?” you secured your phone from your shoulder as you went to your car and moved your things to the other.

“Mr. Singh wants to take Mr. Kim on a Spanish cruise, have a little chit-chat there”

“Mm, right” you snickered, not buying it. You took the map from your purse. “Where’s the nearest doctor you know? You said you wanted him alive.”

You haven’t had your dinner, but you were too preoccupied to remember your own needs. Müller directed you to this private clinic downtown. So now you watch Taehyung from the bed, fresh out of surgery.

“W-water…” he asked weakly, clearly drugged from anesthesia. You slowly helped him up and let him sip from your water bottle.

“He’s one lucky man” said the doctor. He was old but not fragile. His hair already white and balding due to age. He sounded, presumably as you deduced, an Asian immigrant. “Bones are still intact, not one bit shattered. Someone must be a poor aimer” he laughs at his own remarked.

“But his muscles were burned by the gun blast. I managed to stitch it good. Just give him these medicines when the effect of anesthesia subsides, but only when the pain is unbearable. Don’t feed him food with too much sugar and salt, bad for muscle recovery. Never ever put any pressure on his wound, very delicate. Give it about 10 days or more.” He gave you a prescription paper and box filled with different pills. Cocktails of pills from oxycodone, anti-inflammatory, pain relievers, NSAIDs and etc.

“Can’t we stay here a little longer?” you pleaded.

“I’m sorry, but I can only let you two stay here before dawn.” You clearly understood the situation, and the position that you two just put him in. You didn’t bother to contest any more. “Thank you” that was all you could ever reply.

From time to time, you made a quick run from convenience stores, clothing stores and stopped by gasoline stations to wash and dress Taehyung who is clearly weak to even move.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” he struggled from his seat while you pulled his shirt up.

“Changing your dressing. C’mon arms up!”

“Ah!” He tried to move his injured arm up

“The last time you are up, this close, you sat on my lap and unbuttoned my shirt. Do you find joy in undressing me?” His eyes followed you. You finally took off his shirt and observed his injury “Like what you see?” he asked as you rolled your eyes at the sight of his boxy grin. It used to be cute but that doesn’t work on you any longer.

Yet you paused and realized that there were a few changes on his appearance. His hair is now permed and overgrown, his chest and arms increased in muscle size, and his skin now a little tanned.

“Sorry to break it to you buddy, but no dancing will occur today. Besides, I’m not one-bit aroused dressing up a frail man.” You raised your eyebrow as you steadily clean his injury with sterile water, dry towel and fresh bandages. “Is the anesthesia still working on you?” you taped the bandage gently, making sure that there was no any untoward pressure.

He breathed heavy from the pain. “I think I am starting to feel…” You took your purse to look for the pills. He watched you hastily burrow from it, unsure what to give.

“Y/N” suddenly the warmth of his palms rested on the back of your hand. “I can manage.”

You quickly swathed it away and out from your touch. “Tell me when you need it. I’ve got good 15 of them. We need to ration these until we get to Costa Brava” you sat back from the driver’s seat and turned back the engine on. You left the station infuriated, while you saw Taehyung smiling from his seat on your rear-view mirror.

You arrived in Belgium, a few hours later, and stopped by Bruges City. You parked the car on the side of the street, and winced in pain. You were feeling it since yesterday and felt fine the next, but the pain suddenly made a comeback. You definitely do not welcome it; you need to focus on the task at hand.

Stirred from his sleep, he sat back up, worried to see you grimace and your face turning pale. “Y/N, you are not alright.” He moved from his seat to check your temperature. “You’re burning up!” he picked up your purse from the backseat and look for the pills inside.

You shake your head. “Stop, that’s for you.” You flinched and clutched on to your midsection. Was it because you failed to eat dinner? But that’s nothing compared to the hunger you felt when you were just starting this job. You were trained to endure. Yet this somehow felt different and worst.

“Y/N, we won’t arrive to Costa Brava if you don’t take one.” He was right. He quickly spots the proper pill to give. “Here, take this and my bottle. Drink slowly”. Suddenly you felt it. Down below.

He wiped your sweat with a tissue “There’s a restaurant open. We need to eat our breakfast.” pointing from your window. “It’s fine, just um…” You swallowed “You go. Let me stay here inside for a bit” you protest. Not moving from your sit.

He suddenly laughed. “What? Are you letting me off easily? I could always take a cab from here and leave you again for good.”

“Look, just buy me a sandwich and don’t leave!” you stressed. He sighed and left the car.

Unexpectedly, you felt your car door opened. Taehyung pulled you up from your seat with his free- hand. “Taehyung!” You exclaimed. It was then revealed. A blob of red mark from your seat. You didn’t expect your period to come.

Although, your cycle was irregular, you did not give much attention to it since it was the least of your priorities. You have not dated anyone for so long, nor have you been sexually active. You were exceedingly engaged in work.

You look away too embarrassed to say anything. You quickly sat back from your seat.

“Just lea…” you were interrupted, when he said “I’ll go get your sandwich. Wait here.” He ran

“Taehyung…” you called. He stopped to look back at you. “Don’t worry I’ll come back”

He did come back. He came back with an egg sandwich and their famous Belgian hot chocolate. One for you and for him. Just the right meal for a hormonal woman like you.

You wouldn’t admit it, but you were grateful for him. “Oh, and sorry if I am clueless but…” he pulled out stuff from the paper bag from his seat and showed you several types of napkins: day pads, night pads, napkins with wings, napkins without wings and tampons in different sizes.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Here I am, paid to look out for you, but now…” you sighed.

“You are welcome” he cut you in and smiled. He knew you didn’t want to tell him and you didn’t have to. He wouldn’t want to make it hard for you to say it. But he said it too perfectly.

You look away and tried to hide your blush from the steam of your cup, hoping he won’t notice.

Click! You quickly turned to face him “What was that?” you asked him.

“What was what?” he turned to look at you.

“I heard a clicking noise…” you looked around and he did the same.

“Hm, I didn’t hear anything.” His eyebrow creased.

You look at the window and on the side mirrors of the car. No one. But you can’t be too complacent so you left immediately to stay somewhere else.

You parked at a nearby bridge, overlooking the canal and houses built beside it. Houses with manicured garden, flowers in different colors a top on each window, and ever-greens creeping above its walls.

You cleaned yourself at a restaurant’s comfort room, while Taehyung insisted to wait outside. You were surprised when you saw him in the car, wiping your seat clean when you were away.

“Hey! Stop! That’s… please don’t add more shame to my list” you ran towards him.

“It’s fine. This is normal right? I mean women have this each month. Nothing new, it’s probably similar to men. You know when testosterone is just overwhelming and they leave their--”

“Shut it!” You didn’t want to hear it. He chuckled.

Both of you finished your meal in silence, while staring at the reflection of the sun glimmering on the canal. You looked at Taehyung and found his mouth full, with bread crumbs all over his mouth. You found it adorable. “Would have tasted better if this is coffee” you said sipping from your cup. He frowned. “Sorry if I didn’t keep my promise”

You looked far, watching the boat passed by from the canal. “You didn’t promise me anything. You don’t have to. People come and go” you downed on what was last left inside of the cup. He wiped his mouth with a tissue, but he just fell silent.

You went back inside the car turned on the engine, he followed momentarily.

Several hours later, you finally arrived in France, now driving around the highway of Provence. The road was already dark. Despite drinking few bottles of Red Bull, you still found your eyes slowly dropping.

“Y/N!” Taehyung yelled. “Sh— what?” you held back from the stirring wheel. “Stop the car!” he commanded. “In the middle of the road, during the night, you want me to stop the car right here?” you sneered at him.

“I know our job is pretty dangerous, but I still want to live another day. Let me drive.” He ordered “Are you crazy? With one hand? You think I’d live to see another day with you driving right now?” you scoffed. “I’m driving!” you declared.

“Look, you are tired and clearly at your limit. Why don’t we parked the car somewhere and take a rest?” he suggested.

“Here, in the middle of nowhere? Look around Taehyung, have you seen any lodging? Any house around? Fields! Fields everywhere! It’s too risky to sleep out in the open!” you raised.

“Better than seeing you fall asleep while driving. Can you just please swallow your pride for one moment and just rest?!” he finally snapped. You took a deep breathe. He was right. You needed it.

You drove a bit far from the highway. Right on to someone’s field. You parked the car beside a lone willow tree.

Taehyung quickly opened his car seat and walked out. Was he mad? You pulled out and followed him. “Hey wait, where are you going?”

“Look around you Y/N. Does it look like I am going anywhere?” he said leaving you far behind.

You looked around you but it was too dark to see. It was uncalled for, but the thought made you laugh.

“What are you laughing at?” his voice became stern.

“I looked around but I couldn’t see a thing, Taehyung.” You bit your lip, trying not to add more fuel to the fire.

He looked up, and conceded. You were right indeed. Everything was too dark to see. Both of you burst into laughter.

It smelled faintly floral yet soothing. Taehyung lied down under the tree. You followed. Thankfully, you packed enough clothes for this trip. You were able to change in to sweaters and a tight-fitting jean, so you sat comfortably beside him under the willow tree.

“Sorry about earlier. You are right” you brushed your hands together, creating heat from friction. You looked at Taehyung, unbothered at the dim and coldness of the area. He shut his eyes. “Are you giving me the cold treatment? I said I’m so—” “I know. I heard.”

“I just….” He made a long sigh. “Do you even get tired? How often can we just lie down under a tree and not worry about tomorrow?”

You chuckled “What? You’re eloquent when I’m tired.” You slowly lied down too.

Suddenly you found yourself in awe, staring at the sky. Stars glimmering right before you. You lift up your hand and reached up for them aimlessly.

“Y/N” he murmured.

“Yeah?” You turned to him.

You noticed that his eyes were gazing back at you. “If you weren’t working like this, would we even get to meet each other?”

You shrugged. “What’s with that question?” you were left flustered. You looked away, trying to hide your reaction. What is he trying to do? Is he trying to get in to your head again?

“Just a random one.” He turned away at the same time and looked at the stars. “Aren’t we all lost at some point? I mean look at us. Caught around trouble”

“Aren’t we looking for one? It’s part of the job that we signed for…” you replied. You took a quick glance back and bit your tongue. You realized how serious he was, so you decided to finally respond properly to his query “I don’t know. Maybe. It’s not like you’d be glad to meet me… Either way, I always cause trouble.”

“Would be a nice introduction though? I’ll gladly be your friend and a willing partner” he chuckled. “Have you ever wondered why…”

“Oh, are we starting this ‘Ever Wonder’ game?” you chuckled

“Wait, listen to me, this is of great importance, because I can’t help but wonder why” he put his abled-hand on the back of his head and rest on it.

“Ever wonder why the sky is blue?” you interject.

He clicked his tongue and looked displeased because you cut him in “Ever wonder what it feels like to make out with the air?” he continued.

You burst in to laughter. “I never gave it a thought, but ---” you broke again to laughter. “Yeah, thanks for giving me something to think about…”

“Ever wonder why we poop out of our butts and not from our feet?” he resumed. You found yourself almost gasping for air from laughing.

“That’s terrible to look at!” you exclaimed. “Can you just imagine stepping literally on our own crap? Not needing to take off our underwear any longer, seems convenient to me” he shrugged and smiled, quite proud at his own contemplation.

“But then people suffering from athlete’s foot will have it harder…” you quipped.

“The smell!” you said together, and both of you laugh at the notion. “Oh, what a horrible life for that person to be living!” he gagged.

You slowly break from your laughter “Maybe not as horrible as this…”

He too fell silent. “What made you take this job?”

You shrugged “Money.”

“Obvious reason. What’s the other?” he furrowed his eyebrow and looked at you intently, as if trying to extract answers just by gazing. You stared back, not backing down. “Ugh! I give up!” he moved his back and lied comfortably to the ground as he stared back to the sky.

“…at least that’s what I would like everyone to know.” You gave in. “I grew up to be always second best. I followed everything my dad wants, and still, I’m no better. Tried everything… from playing the piano, leader camps, science club, and taking a law degree that I didn’t even like…and yet I still fail to be his ideal daughter” your croaked, not wanting to let him show any sign of weakness.

“So, I quit. Found this job one day and realized I made better money than any damn lawyers or politicians around… at least before I met you” you snorted.

“I didn’t know you went to law school?” he blinked.

“Why? You doubt my intelligence?”

“Pretty much, didn’t I just outsmart you then?” he turned to face you and winked.

You grind your teeth. “If your friend Park Jimin wasn’t that attractive, I wouldn’t have paid much attention to him. Should have known earlier he’s just one of your diversion” you scowled sourly.

He laughs. “Oh yeah? Handsome Jimin’s fault huh? Were you lucky enough to see his abs?”

“Just a preview” you flicked your hand to air. “If you weren’t an agent, what would you be by now?”

He smiled. “If I tell you, you promise you won’t laugh?”

You forced out a laugh then you agreed. “Alright, game. What is it?”

He smiled…

An hour later, you two found yourselves talking about your cousins and his. Comparing who did naughtier things than the other.

“I can’t believe you bribed your little cousin with candy? And you have him take the blame for breaking your aunt’s precious jar” You gasped. He nodded. Pleased to know that he emerged as the naughtiest.

“I suddenly remember my sister and my cousin, they used to listen to this track on repeat when we were younger.” You chuckled midway. “Since the player was broken, they made me pivot the cassette tape using pencil several times! I couldn’t complain how tired they’re making me… they were older. What was it again?” you looked up, trying to figure the name of the track again. “It was ‘Kiss Me’ by Sixpence None the Richer” you nodded. “Yeah, that’s it” you giggled.

“That’s awful of them, using their ‘Elder Card’ to boss around a poor little girl.” He pouts.

“Oh, it’s fine. I actually love the song too. I didn’t know what it was back then. What kiss meant…” you lowered your head, a bit shy to continue.

“Unbelievable! After what you did to me last year?” he retorted.

“We never…Look, that was last year okay? Move on!” you chuckled. “Anyway, I’ve always fancied sharing a kiss with someone. You know, like in the movies. The things they do back in the late 90’s? When the girl jumps and the guy catches her. Then, he’d extend her up like this” you motioned “as they both lean on for a kiss” you shut your eyes and puckered your lips mindless. You giggled at the idea.

“I don’t know about that. It’s pretty tedious and elaborate.” He frets. “Silly, I’m not asking you! It’s just… when it happens, it happens. Oh, and that song must be playing on the background too!” You chuckled then slowly rubbed your neck and smiled, slightly embarrassed at your own declaration.

He grinned. “I’ll take a mental note of that…”

You swiftly turned to him, stunned. “Hm, you going to copy my idea? Do it for someone? Psh, must be one lucky girl”

“Who knows, it might just be you…” He yawned and finally shuts his eye. You chuckled, as you did the same.

At Sunrise, Taehyung was the first one to wake up. He found your head resting on his chest and thankfully far away from his injury. He smiled, at the sight. Earlier on the trip, you two were constantly bickering, fighting over trivial things, teasing each other without anyone giving in. Who would’ve thought that taking a nap under the willow tree would change everything in a flash?

He stayed still for a bit, just watching you sleep. Until he checked out that time from his phone and tried to wake you up from your slumber. “Y/N…”

“Nnhh…”

“Y/N…wake up… we need to get going…”

“Wha--?”  you slowly opened your eyes. He chuckled, realizing the coldness he felt from his shirt happens to be your own drool.

“Y/N, we need to get going. We have a schedule to follow, remember? We’re almost there.” He said softly as he smiled at you.

“Sh--, ah! You’re right!” you quickly stood up. He followed.

“Wow! Are you seeing this?” he turned around. “That explains why we’ve been smelling something floral all night. We are in a lavender field!”

You looked around, as your eyes slowly widened. He was right. In front of you was a valley full of lavender, all swaying gently with the cool morning breeze. You smiled, you turned to face Taehyung, but he wasn’t there.

“Taehyung?” you suddenly heard the engine start.

“Hop in loser, we’re going Costa Brava” he stuck his head out from the driver’s window.

“Get out! I’m driving!” you demanded. He grinned and shook his head and mouthed the word ‘No’.

“Taehyung, this is not child’s play. I’m driving alright? You’re hurt!” you gestured him to move out from the driver’s seat. He didn’t listen, in fact he just stepped on the gas, all ready to leave you unless you agree.

You could see his laughter from the car’s side mirror. “Hey! You! Ah, really! Stop! Ah!” you ran to follow the car.

He finally slowed down, and opened the passenger’s seat for you. “Fine. But when we arrive Montpellier, I’m driving!” you ceded.

“Make me.” he snickered, teasingly. You sneered in return. It was great to see you two back at it again.

You were proven wrong. Taehyung could still drive, even when he steered the wheel with one hand, his driving was actually smooth. You then learn that Taehyung is ambidextrous.

“My dominant hand is actually my left, so if that guy who shot me hit me here?” He paused “Then I wouldn’t have the courage to drive for you right now” he explained.

“Mm, interesting. Now can you please give me back the wheel?” you said pursing your lips. He just beamed.

He reached out his right hand to turned on the radio. “Oh! I love this song!”

“Taehyung! Your right arm, don’t move it!” You reminded him.

“Okay, can you please raise the volume for me then?” he grinned at the rear-view mirror. You rolled your eyes and raised the volume for him.

♬ “We live, and we lie, and we fall, and we fly, We win, and we lose, So for now, let's all enjoy this view” ♬  he sang. Moving his head to the beat.

“Hey Y/N, can I borrow your baseball cap? My hair is kind of sticking out. Hard to see” you rolled your eyes, as you reached out for your black cap laid on the backseat and placed it on his head.

“Ah, move the visor from my back” he complained

“I had it! God, you are so annoying!” you shot at him and yet you still did it for him.

“Can I… also please, borrow your sunglasses? It’s hurting my eyes” he asked you gently this time while he narrowed his eyes. You grunt. He was clearly testing your patience.

Both your windows were open, you snuck your head out a little, letting the air brushed your hair. You tuck your hair behind your ears and squint your eyes when you felt  the rays of the sun fell on your lids. Slowly, you closed it.

Immersed at the present. You let the breeze and the warmth of the morning sun permeate from your skin. You smiled at the faint scent of morning dew and…

You opened your eyes to find your forehead suddenly wet. You blot it with your fingertips.

“Bird poop!” Taehyung laughed. You frowned.

You were supposed to feel disgusted, but with Taehyung around? Everything didn’t seem to matter. He laughed. You did too.

♬ “Life can be so amazing, If we stop all the chasing, Good times are always waiting, So take a look around, And you'll never see them wasted”♬ the song continued.

You fell asleep on the way to Montpellier. You got to hand it to Taehyung, not only was he skilled for driving one hand, but he was so smooth that you were shocked to find out he sped up while you sleep after he realized you two were being followed. Nevertheless, he manages to lose them.

You started the argument by saying how careless he was, by telling him your “what ifs” scenarios.

“That can get both of us killed!” you yelled. He wouldn’t admit his fault, so you start babbling again. You two continued to quarrel until both of you were too tired.

It drained the two of you so much, that it left you both immediately famished. So, upon arriving, you two grab the first food you saw in the city.

You rolled your eyes in ecstasy. “Normally, I don’t eat baguette because it tastes like soft clay. But this, this has got to be the best tasting baguette my entire life!” you cried.

“I never knew you like eating soft clay?” He chuckled. You grinned, as the two of you lay the argument to rest, eternally forgotten.

Taehyung insist to look around the town for a bit. “Besides we are early on the schedule. We got a little time…” he pleaded. You waved your hand to show you’ve agreed.

He was lost in awe. Around the French architecture, old houses that dated back to the 1800s, more French bread and a creamy gelato. He pleaded to make one last stop.

“St. Pierre Cathedral? But it’s too…” you almost protest, yet he gave you a persuasive look you can’t resist. “Fine, let’s make it quick!” both of you finished the gelato and went inside.

You were about to say it’s a bad decision to agree, but you found yourself adrift in wonder. The cathedral was full of gothic paintings, walls intricately designed, the high-ceiling filled with colored glass windows, and golden chandelier dangling from above.

You turned to Taehyung, only to lose him again from your sight. “Taehyung?” you shifted. There were few tourists around and parishioners praying on the pew. “Taehyung?” you look around, trying to find him.

You surveyed the pew, and the crowd full of tourists around the Lépine Organ, even outside the entrance door. No Kim Taehyung. You were starting to get anxious. You shook your head. Did he leave you again? Outsmarted you? How stupid can you be for letting him loose?

You went back inside, trying to collect yourself and think hard. Where can Taehyung be? He couldn’t leave that far. You have the car keys. Then there…

His back at the front of the altar.

He slowly turned around, and found you too amidst the crowd, smiling.

Thud. Thud.

You realized your heart was starting to beat fast. Mindlessly, you walked along the aisle. Towards the man who was waiting you there.

Thud. Thud. “Taehyung. Kim Taehyung!” hastily you reached for him. He held your hand “Hey, I’m okay. Why are you crying?” he asked you worriedly. You were? Then it dawned on you that your cheeks are damp. You were crying.

“Don’t do that again! I thought that you tricked me! I thought you left! I thought you ran away and …” you hit his chest, avoiding though his injury. He chuckled. “Y/N… I’m right here. I won’t leave. I was waiting for you… I was waiting for you here.” He said softly.

“God! Ugh!” you wiped your own tears. How did he made you cry? You looked away and murmured “I hate you, Kim Taehyung”

He heard. You start to wonder if you ever mean it, because it was starting to feel contradictory, but you should.  You should mean it.

Just a few hours, after dusk, you finally arrived to your destination. Tossa De Mar, a town in Costa Brava.

You two arrived a day early from schedule, so you decided to spend time on the beach by tomorrow and celebrate the final day of your mission.

You booked two rooms in two different hotels. One as your resting place and one as a decoy. You wanted to make sure both of your safety while you two rest during the night. You left Taehyung in the shower, while you sat on the balcony enjoying the coastal air.

“I’m done! Your turn!” he announced, wearing a robe while brushing his hair with a towel. You narrowed your eyes and just stared at him. You tilt your head to point him out of the room.

“Oof! That’s harsh! You think I…” he opened his mouth in disbelief. “Sure, but if you lose me again. Not my fault okay?” you pulled out a handcuff from your bag.

He raised his eyebrow “Kinky” he snickered. “Fine, you won’t be needing that. I’ll just stay out in the balcony until you’re done. Besides I don’t like taking advantage around vulnerable women.” He said sternly. “I’ll even protect you if you needed it” he continued.

You clicked your tongue. “I won’t be needing it. I can handle myself, thank you very much” you winked

The next morning, you surprised Taehyung with a new arm brace. To spite him you picked up a pink neon colored one. “It’s my parting gift” you said.

“Sweet?” he smiled faintly. “I know right?” you helped him put it around his arms.

Taehyung accompanied you around town. He stopped over a camera shop, while he left you to the souvenir shop on the opposite side. You two met after a few minutes in the middle of the street and smiled. Each of you were holding on to your new purchase with one hand.

“What’s that you bought?” he asked. “A keychain. You?” you look at the box he was holding. “My parting gift.” He smiled.

Your heart suddenly sunk. You looked down and realized that, yeah, this may be the last time you’ll ever see him. There were so many things to do, so many things to say, and yet you chose to let things be.

You didn’t want to admit it, but the feelings were too loud be ignored.

Unexpectedly, you felt Taehyung’s arm pressed against your shoulder. You look at him surprised at the sudden gesture “Men are eyeing you at 3 o’clock. Can’t let them try to ask for your number” he whispered.

“What? Are you my boyfriend now?” you taunt him one last time. “It’s fun to pretended that I am, at least for today” he shrugged. You heaved. An agonizing one.

By mid-noon, you two were at the beach, savoring the heat of the sun and the soft sand. You playfully reapplied sunscreen on his face, copying the look of a military soldier. He grinned. One last time. His boxy grin that you like.

“I’m hungry. Wanna grab snack?” he asked. You nod. “Wait here, there’s a hotdog stand right there” he points. “I’ve been eyeing it for so long, it seems good.”

“Be back okay?” you demanded. He just chuckled.

You turned away from the sun, letting your back get a tan.

A minute passed. Then another. Then another. Kim Taehyung hasn’t come back. You started to worry. You stood up and ran towards the hotdog stand that he pointed earlier.

You look around, but he wasn’t there. “Taehyung?”

“Hey, lady?” you heard the man tending the stand call for you. You swiftly turn to him “Um. Hey have you seen a guy. This tall” you reached above your head “Hair a bit curly and overgrown, tan, wearing a pink brace?”

“Yeah” he just left. You were starting to breathe fast and heavy. “Did he say where he went?”

He nods. “He told me that if a girl that looks like you came here, that I should give you this.” He took out a box. The one Taehyung was holding earlier. You shook your head. His answer was unresponsive.

“No, this is impor—” you tried to explain but he continued “He told me to tell you ‘not to worry’ and that he hated to say goodbyes.” You looked down, and bit your lip.

You gave up and just took the box “Thank you…” you turned around and opened it. “It’s better this way. You’ll be safe” you read the note inside.

“Excuse me, can I borrow a pen please?” Taehyung asked the man tending the hotdog stand.

He pulled out pieces of clean paper from his pocket, the one he collected in the hotel lobby, and wrote down a note “It’s better this way. You’ll be safe”

His phone rang. “Yeah, we’re here. Meet you there in 10 minutes”

“I’ve managed to take down Müller and his men. Y/N should be safe for now, she still can’t come with. I don’t like women” the man said on the other line.

“Thank you, Jungkook.” He breathed.

“Master Jeon. Not Jungkook” he corrected “And I don’t like waiting inside the helicopter. Whatever it is, make it quick” Jungkook is one of Taehyung most trusted friends. He recently took over his late-father, an influential businessman and an alleged mafia boss.

“I’m sorry if I asked you this favor. I didn’t know she’ll be a part of this. It’s true Mr. Ong and his men were part of the illegal trade. He got furious when I managed to bring the file to you last year. So, I don’t know, he’s just one bitter old man who can’t accept his lost and ordered someone put a bullet straight on my arm”

Jungkook chuckled. “Mr. Singh’s pretty tedious, Taehyung. He wants his things pristine clean. He’ll want her dead. Can’t let her squeak. How are you going to keep her alive?”

He held on to a bracelet, with a lock charm. He watched it dangling from his hand. “I gave her something, I’m pretty sure she’ll know what to do. Might even give us freedom.”

“Freedom? The only time you’ll be free is when you’re dead” Jungkook stated as matter of fact.

He nods. Taehyung licked his lips and tried to hide his tears with the back of his hand.

“…Are you… crying?” Jungkook asked.

He is. He didn’t want to leave you like this but he has to.

“I’ll see you later Jeon, yeah?” he hung up. He stared back to where he left you. From a far he could see lying down, reading the book you borrowed back in the hotel.

“Excuse me” he called the man again. “If you a see girl wearing a pink swimsuit, hair like this…” he traced your hair from his head. “Around this height” he pointed from his shoulder. “Please give this to her. Tell her not to worry… I just…” he choked. As he breathed hard “I can’t say it…”.

For one last time, he extends his phone in front of him. Click! Saved. It was a picture of you smiling from a far. Oblivious from his goodbye.

You suddenly remembered the time you had a conversation with him in Provence:

“If you weren’t an agent, what would you be by now?”

He smiled. “If I tell you, you promise you won’t laugh?”

You forced out a laugh then you agreed. “Alright, game. What is it?”

He smiled.

“A photographer”.

It was mini-album book filled with printed photographs.

The first photograph was the scenery from Bruges Belgium. You realized that the clicking sound that day came from him, because when you flipped the page you found a photograph of you. Holding a cup of chocolate, he bought for you.

‘Sorry if this wasn’t coffee’ a note was written below it.

“You jerk!” tears began to fall uncontrollably down your cheeks.

You flipped another page. It was a good still-capture of the stars when you two lay rest on the field of Provence, France.

Then the next: It was you sleeping soundly on his chest.

‘I’d like to tell you something that night, but I was too scared. You deserve better’ another note written below it.

You furtively flipped another page. It was a photograph of you falling asleep on the car, badly angled that highlighted your double chin. You laugh mid-cry.

‘Didn’t we have fun?’ he wrote down. You nodded. “We did.” You gasped, aching.

You flipped another page. It was a picture of the street of Montpellier. You remembered the time you two got so tired from bickering, it drained the two of you hard. You remembered the taste of the best baguette you ever had. The way you two briefly held hands on the street, trying not to lose him from the crowd. The way you held your laughter when he imitated the rude lady behind her back, while you two were waiting for your turn in the gelato stand. You faintly chuckled. Then you flipped to the last page.

A photograph of you, beautifully shot inside the Cathedral. Lost and unaware that he took a picture of you staring at the ceiling.

‘Maybe one day, I’ll find you here again. Promise not to leave each other” You lost it. You shut your eyes and cried hard. You clutched on the book. You didn’t care about the money anymore. To hell with it. You want Taehyung and you want to see him again right in front of you bad. Still even if you wish hard, when you open your eyes, there was only space to face.

Time and again. He said everything for you. All the things you were afraid to tell him, all the things you were afraid to let him know. He never asked but the answer was already loud, yet it wouldn’t leave your chest. And just like that, you lost him again. He left without even hearing you utter a single word.

Suddenly you felt something drop. A bracelet with a locket.

You hurriedly went back to the hotel. You hastily opened it, using a keychain screw. Finally, it revealed its content. It was another memory card. You took your laptop and have it read by a device.

This time, it wasn’t just a single file anymore. It was multiple of it.

While studying its content, you uncovered the reason why Mr. Singh wanted Taehyung so bad.

Taehyung learned about several back door deals, including Mr. Singh’s that turned him influential. Together with other politicians and international officers, they manipulated certain documents and continuously abet corruption against third-world countries.

It made you understand why Mr. Singh wanted Taehyung alive. He knew more than anyone can, he wanted to horde those secrets. Taehyung’s knowledge was for more precious than anything in this world. He wanted Taehyung for him. He wanted to be in control, and he wanted to remain in control.

“They caused the trouble. Not us, not Kim Taehyung. We’re just scapegoats” you clenched your knuckles as you read more files.

You knew your next move.

“Just In: Mr. Ong, an officer in the international trade bureau were arrested earlier from his home in Hong Kong. An unidentified whistleblower, submitted several documents to XYZ broadcast which was then surrendered to the international tribunal as pieces of evidence against him and among others. It was found that Mr. Singh, an oil tycoon, was behind all of public back door deals, human trafficking, illegal trade in…” you faintly heard the news from the TV, as you left the bar.

It’s been over a few months since the events happened. You decided to turn in the files to a broadcast station. It was the better option, but with disadvantage.

You’ve been living in the City of Valletta, Malta as a consequence. You exiled yourself down here, an island with a population of just half a million. It was peaceful and serene. You knew some men were out looking for you as retaliation. However, several international officers pledged to keep you protected against them after your good deed.

This city was their safest bet.

“One more beer please!” you point out your mug from the waiter. It was late in the afternoon and you were already out early for a drink. Now hammered before night fall.

“Fuck, Valentines. You people know no shit!” you cursed and cry from your table. You were sitting outside the bar, staring at the lovers holdings hands on the street.

Suddenly you heard a familiar song playing from the public square.

♬ “Kiss me out on the bearded barley. Nightly, beside the green, green grass…” ♬

You bawled. Pathetic, drunk and wasted at 5 in the afternoon.

The song reminded you of him. For months, you tried to look for Taehyung. You waited for news. None. You asked people around. None. You paid someone to hack public servers. Still, none. No signs of Kim Taehyung. You didn’t know where he went, or if he was still alive.

You decided to try and move on. Still, it was difficult.

“That idiot he must be de… no” you shook you head. “I would know… maybe he is with someone now?” you whimpered.

You called the waiter and looked at him “I didn’t even get to tell him how I feel? God, I’m so stupid…” you banged your head hard on the table. The waiter rolls his eyes as he filled your mug to the brim. “Thank you. I needed more” you told him. “As long as you pay” he sighed and left.

You chugged on your drink and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. You rummaged for money on your purse and left your payment on the table. You stood up despite your world turning hazy. Slowly you leveled yourself and took a few steps. You wanted to move to another bar that serves harder liquors. You didn’t care anymore; you were miserable and determined to get smashed.

“----!!” you heard someone scream. You scoffed. Who might be the idiot shouting on the street? You wonder, but you continued walking, too unbothered.

“Y/N!”

“What? I paid! Didn’t you see?” you yelled from where you stood, not minding to turn your back.

“Y/N!!”

“I said I paid! God! Whatever, I’m leaving! I’m leaving before you all do!” you wobbled a bit but quickly gained stability.

The singer abruptly stopped. “Y/N!” you heard someone call for you from the loudspeaker. You froze. That voice sounded familiar

“Excuse us, if your name is Y/N and you know a man named Kim Taehyung, please come up to the stage and claim him so I can return to singing.” The woman spoke, evidently annoyed. You turned around and squint your eyes.

Did you hear it right? Or was it alcohol talking?

Suddenly you saw a man running up to you. Your eyes weren’t deceiving.

“Taehyung!” You immediately ran towards him despite being drunk. Quickly you jumped, and he reached. He grabbed you by the arms and swung you around in the air.

You cried. You didn’t hesitate anymore as you closed in for a kiss. He kissed back and deepened it.

♬ “Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon sparkling. So, kiss me” ♬

You parted. “Did you requested that song?” he nods. “Check off our bucket list” he grinned as he finally put you down on your toes.

You cupped his cheek and cried. You couldn’t believe it. Finally, his face was right in front of you. No longer a space.

“What’s next?” you asked.

“Maybe coffee?” he smiled. You nodded. “Yeah, I’d love that”.

A/N: Hi everyone, I’m very grateful for giving us your time. First of all, I would like to sincerely apologize for leaving everyone hanging on “Got It”. It was initially planned as a One Shot but after getting positive feedbacks and request, I decided to conclude this with a better ending. I reflected for a little while (also after getting a good beating from Slyn <also a writer who I collab for this fic> who also wanted to send them off with a good ending) and realized that it was a Valentines Special and yet neither one of them (y/n and taehyung) were genuinely happy at the end. It was indeed absurd. Hence, this sequel. We hope you enjoy the second and final shot for this Valentine special.  

also Disclaimer: I’ve never been to any of these countries before. So, apologies if I ever misdescribe the places. I was just watching random travel videos/virtual walks while I workout and thought ‘hey! must be amazing to go around these places with someone special’ then bam! I thought about kth in this fic and y/n. Must be pretty cute if they got stuck together too. Sorry I’m babbling nonsense but anyway thank you for getting this far!! :>

DATES WITH BTS

these days i’ve been daydreaming on what kind of date our boys would bring us on 🥹 i jinja miss them. pls enjoy dear~

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JUNGKOOK

he’d call you late at night. you’d facetime for a bit, this is what your dates have been lately due to the military. things get a bit freaky a while into the facetime call, and jungkook loses it. “i cant kiss you through the phone.” he says. you laugh, thinking he’s making a soulja boy joke bc you’re listening to it. but he’s serious, and he’s getting all worked up… he bites his lip and leans closer to the camera… “i wanna see it.. in motion… in 3D.” upon hearing this you get up to strip for him but he hangs up. you receive a text from him; an address. you go to the address and it’s the military grounds, where he sneaks you in so you can do it in 3D. but then you get shot and you die :(

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SUGA

it’s a friday night. due to suga’s busy schedule, you don’t see eachother much so you want to go a bit crazy and go to the club together. he’s wearing sunglasses and a cap to disguise, so everyone in the club thinks he’s weird. he drinks a lot due to stress and judgement. “yoongi.. slow down…” but he doesnt. he’s been drinking a lot more lately but you brushed it aside as you haven’t seen it; until now. glass after glass, shot after shot… he’s almost blackout by this point. he buys a bottled beer to go home with, so you wrap your arm around him to help him out. while waiting for your uber, you turn to see he isn’t there… that’s when you hear a load bang. you immediately run down the street towards the commotion. there he is, on the ground, a wound on his head. he drunkenly laughs and sits up, but the situation isn’t laughable. beside him is a scooter and a pram. a pram that fell over.

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JIMIN

jimin’s ideal date with you would be a karaoke bar. he loves to tease you as you try your best to sing, and of course, he loves to sing too. but he’s banned from all the karaoke bars in seoul. you’re walking along together, moreso you’re being guided along by him after he told you he ‘knows a place.’ you reach a strange part of the city, where you’ve never been. there are a lot of buff shirtless men around. “this way babe.” he tugs on your hand towards a staircase leading underground, so you follow, confused. at first glance, the place is amazing and lively, a cool underground club, you figure it’s probably so hidden because it’s for celebrities only. but upon walking further into the club…. “jimin! what the fuck?! this is a gay bar!”

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V

tae has always been reluctant about taking you out due to his dislike of PDA, and of course, the attention to his public image. you understand, dispatch can ruin careers after all. he calls you to come over, so you do. you reach the apartment and notice how foggy the windows are, is he cooking? you smile to yourself happily, smitten at the fact that beyond his stoic image, tae would cook for you. you walk in and immediately begin coughing. you stumble into the room, tripping over something on the floor. it’s hard to see through the smoke, steam, vapor..? what is this? but after crouching down and picking up what you tripped over, you can see it’s a vape. not just one, the whole floor is covered… emerging from the clouds, tae holds one out to you. “choof sesh?”

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JIN

jin is usually a stay at home watch movies and snuggle type, so when you got the text asking you to come out with him, you were more than excited. you dress yourself up to look your best, and meet him outside. he compliments you which makes you blush, but then there’s an awkward silence. he waits, until you compliment him too. then you go, and arrive at a carnival. walking along together, getting cotton candy (he won’t eat it but at least he paid), playing games, going on rides… it’s so much fun. until you go into the hall of mirrors. at first it’s funny, seeing so many of your reflection, but of course it’d get boring after a while. “jin, let’s go!” but he doesn’t answer. he’s entranced by his reflection, and refuses to leave. good luck getting him out…

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RM

namjoon likes to make dates personal and meaningful. he wants to connect, not just through your bodies, but your mind and heart. when he told you he wants to show you where he grew up your heart was touched and you couldn’t wait. the car trip is fun, and eventually you pull up to a run down part of the city. checking your location on your phone, you knew this wasn’t where he grew up. “babe-“ before you can speak, he cuts you off, sighing and shaking his head and he drives slowly and looks melancholically out the window. “this is my hood.” you look at him in confusion, he seems totally lost in thought. he’s still driving, but you go to open the door to hint you wanna go and see it for yourself. before your hand reaches the handle he quickly grabs it. “don’t. it’s not safe out there…”

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JHOPE

jhope had recently recovered from his emo phase so you could finally enjoy time with him, and you couldn’t wait. he invited you over. upon entering, he greeted you with excitement, wearing a cute apron and ushering you towards the kitchen to show the meal he prepared. you’re beyond surprised and excited, your heart warmed from this gesture. you sit at the kitchen counter as he continues cooking, the room filled with laughter and joy. he falls into conversation with you, his back facing the stove as you joyfully exchange conversation. until suddenly, a fire breaks out. he turns to face it, his expression unreadable as you scram to get the fire extinguisher. you run over but he silently holds a hand out, gesturing for you to stop. “what if.. what if…. what if i have no dream? no hope?” he mumbles, his expression still as he stares into the fire. “hoseok we need to put it ou-” he shushes you, still staring into the fire. “let it burn. let it all burn.”

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i hope u enjoyed dears~ pls send requests

Descent┃KTH

Desire ↠│ Deprave ↠

Series Masterlist

Summary: He was enamored with you, finally realizing how corrupt and dangerous the world around you was now that he could see how pure you were in comparison. He would stop at nothing to become the only one you loved. Only he deserved your attention and it was only a matter of time before you would agree.

A/N: This is my first fic that I've done in a very long time so apologies if it's not very good!!! Huge thank you to @gethatcake and @asdfgtaeee for beta reading!!

Word count: 7k

Yandere! Artist! Taehyung x Naïve! Fem! Reader

This story is 18+ and contains triggering themes including: romanticism of yandere behavior, obsessive ideation, rape/non-con elements, somnophilia, kidnapping, heavy manipulation.

Other tags: slow burn, hyyh au!, crime family ot7 au!, soft yandere

I do not condone the actions in this work of fiction!

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You took his breath away. Taehyung knew he needed to consume you, keep you as his forever. He imagined you as his songbird, wings clipped, not being able independently survive. He was the only person in the world that deserved to be around you, listen to your beautiful voice, touch your soft body.

The only thing he craved in his life was something pure to call his own. He grew up too quickly being around violence and hatred constantly from his father. His father was an alcoholic and would often take out his anger on Taehyung, if not his mother and sister. You quickly became the light in his world, thoughts of having you as his own taking over his daily routine.

 The first time he saw you he felt like Hades gazing upon innocent Kore while she picked flowers, blissfully unaware of the attention that she had attracted. He wanted to take you then and there as Hades did and drag you to the underworld to keep forever, to taint, to turn you into his Persephone.

He met you in the hallway of his art studio, the shared building being rented out to multiple tenants to use however they wanted. Some lived in the studio apartments while others made their own working space. You were one who had been living in the studio apartment, you wanted a budget friendly option for living in the large city of Seoul for your office job. He approached you carefully, like he was trying to catch a butterfly without it slipping through his fingers. You were too distracted to notice, attempting to balance your groceries in one hand and unlock your apartment door with the other. He didn't want to watch you struggle for too long so he quickly offered his help. You were so surprised and grateful as you handed him your grocery bags, not noticing as his touch lingered a second too long on your arm as he took your burden from you. He thought it was cute how you started oversharing about how you needed to start taking two trips when bringing in your groceries as you unlocked your door. He peeked into your living space as you opened your door and turned around to take the groceries off of his hands.

You had a fairly simple apartment setup, the same layout as his art studio only with a couch in the center of the room facing a television, a bed in the corner next to the large windows looking out at the city, you had plenty of knick knacks displayed on the windowsills and bookshelves. He noticed that you loved florals and vintage style items, the interior of your apartment looked like it belonged to a cottage in the forest rather than an apartment in a big city.

Once you were settled with your groceries on the floor safely inside your apartment you enthusiastically thanked him for his help, bowing a few times. The feeling of your hand in his would be difficult to forget as you offered it to him to shake. He took your hand in both of his and shook a bit too enthusiastically, being quickly overwhelmed with so much newfound affection that he didn't know where to put it. He chuckled and reassured you that it was no problem at all stepping back and starting to walk away as you closed the door.  He was thrilled, cursing that he had never passed you in the hallway before while walking up to his studio but hoping that he was able to make a good first impression.

Ever since that day he obsessed over your routine, what time you would leave or arrive home, making note of the days where you would go grocery shopping or do laundry. He bumped into you often enough to satiate his desire to see you but not so often that you would notice and grow suspicious. Kept up late at night he would go through the small interactions that he had with you during the day, reliving the moment, thinking of ways to improve your image of him. If the world weren't so corrupt he could've asked you out on a date and tried to become your boyfriend. That wouldn't be enough, the only way he'd ever be sure that your eyes were only on him would be if he took you. He couldn't bear to think about anyone else tainting you, the thought made his blood boil to the point where he'd obsessively pour over the video feed from the hidden camera he'd installed in the hallway across from your door. Thankfully you seemed to be too involved in your paralegal job to have time for friends or dating so he'd never felt the fear of seeing another person enter your apartment.

He was an artist, the hobby started as spraying graffiti all over buildings in his youth and had led him to developing a passion for creating. You became his muse, even when he would start an art project with the intent to depict someone or something else he was always led back to you. The art studio was now filled with harsh sketches, paintings, even sculptures of you.

      He had his powerful friends use their connections to look into you, trying to learn everything he could. Not to his surprise your record was squeaky clean, you had been a good student in school, earning scholarships to go to college and law school with the goal of becoming a civil litigator. You seemed focused on staying on the straight and narrow to reach your goals. You were too good for this world. Luckily Taehyung was friends with Jung Hoseok, the young lawyer who had a far reaching network of clients and connections that allowed him and those close with him to get away with most everything as long as they did so quietly. Hoseok climbed the ladder of success quickly and he was now a partner of the law firm that you were working at.

Taehyung and his friends had all met as middle schoolers but as they grew older they grew in status and power. The seven each had unique jobs, the ultimate goal was to help one another and themselves. Taehyung fit into the puzzle by creating works of fine art which would then be appraised at a high value. The appraiser would then send the painting to Kim Seokjin, the head of the most powerful housing company in South Korea, to be donated to a hospital in his name to avoid paying any taxes on his enormous annual income. The hospital recieving the donation was usually one of the mental facilities Dr. Park Jimin oversaw. The hospital care was legitimate but Jimin had found loopholes in the system to siphon money from insurance companies right into his pockets. Min Yoongi was the banker, in charge of investing in land and property to further Seokjin's empire and making sure that the money that the group made would be safe in untraceable accounts. Kim Namjoon was the leader of one of the most prominent organized crime syndicates in Seoul. He helped by taking care of any tenants who refused to pay rent when Seokjin would raise the price and acted as a loan shark for Yoongi. In turn they all conspired with Jeon Jungkook the Commissioner General of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency to make sure that even if there were tips called in about any of their group's dealings, no one would be put on the case.

Taehyung knew he could get away with it if he were to take you. All he had to do was make sure that he did it with surgical precision.  He hoped that eventually you'd understand why he had to keep you all to himself. The arrangements he made were countless, making sure that everything would be perfect for the day he took you. He built an entire guest house to keep you in until he knew that you'd be content in his actual home. You'd have the best gilded cage possible so he went all out with furnishing it with the best furniture, clothing, and décor for you. At the same time he was also preparing all of the restraints and equipment that he might need to keep you safe from yourself, worried that you could lash out during the beginning of your captivity. He knew he had to have a strong resolve if you learned of his true intentions, no matter how much he wanted to keep you oblivious.

Once the physical preparations had been made, he began growing restless. He had planned for all of the possibilities of collateral once he slipped you out of this world and into his own. All there was left to do was wait for the right opportunity, then he would take you and make sure that no one would raise alarm at your absence.

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The day had finally come. Taehyung was walking through the hallway to his art studio, passing by you, as he had many times before. You were wheeling a freshly-purchased suitcase next to you as you approach your apartment door.

"Hey y/n! How are you?" He tilts his head to the side like a puppy when he locks eyes with you, a boxy smile gracing his lips.

"Oh, hey Taehyung! I'm great! Just getting ready to take a vacation actually!" You gush to your neighbor, excited to brag a little to the man that you'd become friendly with the past year or so. "I'm going to Europe to get away and rest, can you believe I've never taken a proper vacation?"

"I'm so happy for you! It's hard to believe! I feel like any time I see you you're carrying a metric ton of paperwork, it's good that you're taking a break," Taehyung smiles, already putting together the final steps of his plan, giddy at the thought of finally making you his.

"I think so too," a thought pops into your head, remembering a wrench that you had impulsively thrown into your life, "Actually Taehyung would there be any way you could eye on my apartment for me while I'm gone? I took in a stray a few days ago. I know it's a lot to ask but would you mind checking up on her every day? I would've tried to get a cat sitter but it's so short notice and I wouldn't want some stranger coming into my apartment. I can pay you if you want, I just want Sardine taken care of,"

You knew it wasn't Taehyung's responsibility to help you but ever since he had helped you with your groceries the first time you had met he had been so kind. It always seemed like he was there to help any time you needed to carry your hamper full of laundry up the stairs to your apartment or to catch you if you lost your footing tripping over the dilapidating hallway carpet. He was a fairly successful artist, and had seen some of his work in your office building. The pieces ranged from photography to the most beautiful oil paintings that you had ever seen. From the grapevine you garnered that he was close with the one of the heads of your law firm and it surprised you how small the world was. He seemed like such a sweet down-to-earth person you knew in your heart that you could trust him to watch over your apartment and new kitty. You never would've suspected how excited he was that you were essentially offering yourself up to him on a silver platter.

"Wow! Of course y/n, could you tell that I love cats? When do you leave?" He asks, his smile growing wider.

"In a couple days, I still need to finish packing and clean out my fridge and all that. I have all the cat food and supplies that I think you'd need, this is actually my first time taking care of a cat so I'm not sure if I'm doing everything right," You rub the back of your neck sheepishly "She likes to run around my house at full speed early in the morning, and kicks her cat litter everywhere. Any guidance would really be appreciated. Would you like to come in and meet her?" you begin to unlock your door. Taehyung takes a deep breath, gathering all of his restraint, he had to wait just a little bit longer. Your defenses were almost completely down around him but he still wanted to charm you and show you his good, caring side. He nods at you while the cat -Sardine- you had called her greeted you both at the entrance to your apartment. You walk inside, flipping your lights on and leaning down to let the cat sniff your hand and lean into it, cooing sweetly at her. Taehyung follows, taking note of everything in the room. He takes in all pictures you had on the wall of you with your family and friends, you stood out like a diamond among them, he knew that they were the most mediocre people in the world in comparison to you. He looks around your apartment, grateful for the studio space letting him glimpse into your personal space. You quickly notice that your home was a bit more unkempt than you liked it to be when you had company so you pull away from Sardine and rush over to a mess of clothes on the floor and shove them all into your hamper, apologizing for the mess.

Taehyung studied your every movement with a wistful smile before focusing back on the cat who was affectionately rubbing on his legs and ankles.

"Hello sweetie," he says, squatting down to be on the same level as the orange and white cat, reaching out to be met with immediate nuzzles from the feline. The cat reminded him of you, so quick to trust him, all he had to do was reach out.

"I found her in the parking lot a few days ago, hiding from the rain under someone's car, she was crying out. I knew I had to take her in, she's so sweet and it's just too dangerous outside, too many cruel people who would run her over without a second thought." Your words made him smile, you had the same sentiment for this cat that he does for you.

"I understand completely, the world is too hard for something so soft." You sit next to him, both of you petting Sardine, hands brushing against each other occasionally, sending shockwaves through Taehyung's fingertips straight to his heart. With you this close he gets the chance to breathe in your unique scent, it reminds him of honeysuckle and spring rain. He makes a note to check what shampoo and conditioner you use so he can provide it to you when he takes you in.

After a few more moments of affection Sardine grows restless and walks away, finding interest in a hair tie that you had abandoned on the floor. You show Taehyung to where you had put Sardine's food and water, he points out that it's too close to the litterbox and the water was starting to get bits of clay polluting it. He suggests getting a covered litterbox to help with the mess and a fountain to make sure the water stays fresh. You feel a bit embarrassed for not knowing this information before but grateful for Taehyung's gentle tone. He makes sure to tell you all of the essential oils and plants that are toxic to cats after seeing your oil diffuser next to your bed and house plants.

You're so grateful for his help, unaware that Taehyung had watched in the shadows as you lured the stray a few days earlier. He then put hours of research into proper care for cats just to be sure that he could provide for both of you when he finally brought you home. He walks past your open bathroom door, spotting your wide array of hair and body products, trying to commit them to memory as quickly as possible.

"I leave the day after tomorrow and I'll be gone for a week and a half. Is it okay if I drop off the key that morning before I leave for my flight?" You command his attention once more, the gears in his head turning as he graces you another blinding smile.

"Of course y/n, I could drive you to the airport so you don't have to pay a fortune for parking if you'd like?" His eyes crinkle at the sides. The offer only further cements your belief that he is truly a kind, selfless person.

"You would do that? The flight leaves at 6:45 so we'd have to leave really early but I'd appreciate that so much, you really are a lifesaver!" He nods enthusiastically.

"I know you'd do the same for me if I needed a hand, don't worry about how early it is, I'm usually awake early anyway" His words reassure you that you wouldn't be a burden and you smile contently.

"Thank you so much Taehyung, if there's anything I can do for you when I get back you just let me know" He took from your cues that you were ready for him to go so he started walking with you to the door

"Alrighty, sounds like a plan, I'll see you in a couple days then!" As he walks out of your house he tries his best to contain his giddy mood until he returns to his apartment. Once he enters his own domain, surrounded in various depictions of you and your angelic face he can't help but pump his fist in the air in victory.

Once his emotions come back under his control he sends a message to his group chat of six friends

Tae: [She's going to be mine the day after tomorrow, Joon could I borrow some of your men to put the plan into action?]

Joon: [Good for you, man! Of course just let me know when and where and we'll be there ]

Tae: [I will, thank you so much for your help.]

Kookie : [I'll keep things quiet if we get any call-ins when it's all going down, just let me know if she puts up a fight and it gets messy.]

Tae: [Will do.]

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You glare at your phone, eyes adjusting to the darkness in your room as you tried unsuccessfully to press snooze on your alarm. You sit up in bed, careful not to disturb the ball of fluff curled up at the end of your bed, purring softly to herself. Looking at the clock you immediately regret deciding on an early flight: 4:45.

It is too damn early for this.

You groggily turn on your bedside lamp, cursing your parents for instilling in you the need to get to the airport at least an hour before your flight 'just in case' while peeling yourself out from under your warm comforter.  You knew you had to be ready to go for Taehyung, if you had been driving yourself you wouldn't have cared as much about looking presentable but he was so handsome and kind you wanted to make sure that you looked decent. You couldn't help but develop a small crush on Taehyung. His demeanor was just so charming and you had grown very fond of your little meetings in the hallway. Even though you were taking a break from relationships if he had ever asked you out you would say yes in a heartbeat.

You put on a well-fitting blouse and a flowy, medium length skirt with some chunky heels and soft cotton socks. You did your makeup to look soft and pretty, nothing too much but enough to hide the sleep from your eyes. You had already packed your suitcase but you go back over everything and double check that you're fully prepared. You find your spare key in the drawer in your kitchen where you let your odds and ends collect before placing all of your things by the door ready to go.

Taehyung had hardly slept, he was obsessing over every detail of the plan to make sure everything would go perfectly. He made sure that the cctv would be shut off from your apartment parking lot, that his home was stocked for you, and that Hoseok would forge a resignation letter for you and explain your absence past your vacation time to your colleagues. Once you understood that you were destined to be together he was sure that you'd cut ties with your family on your own.

It was 5:10 when he knocks on your door, you answer quickly and thank him as he carries your bulky suitcase, leaving you your carry-on and purse to take care of. Once you're in the car a wave of exhaustion hits you, nerves had kept you up most of the night and you still had a half hour drive to the airport.

"Taehung would it be okay if I shut my eyes for a bit?"

"Of course, get some rest. You have a busy day ahead of you."

Things were moving along perfectly, as soon as your breathing calms down he starts driving out of the city, towards his secluded townhouse surrounded by farmland. The roads were smooth enough not to wake you and as soon as he was sure you are in a deep enough sleep he stops the car and texts Namjoon's men to get into position. The next thing you know you're startled awake by strange men in face masks bursting into the car, pushing an acrid smelling cloth over your nose and mouth. You turn to Taehyung to see him in the same position with a cloth being forced onto him and that's the last thing you see before everything fades away.

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Once Taehyung was sure you were unconscious he taps the man acting like he was putting him to sleep with chloroform and removes the dry rag away from his face. Everything seemed to be going according to plan. One of Namjoons men would be staying with him to help with his plan. He has trouble keeping his eyes on the road as he drives you the rest of the way to his home. This was the first time you two had spent so much time together and he was having a hard time focusing at the prospect of every day being this amazing. He brings the car to a stop around back where the entrance to the guest house he had built. He planned to stay in a transitional living space with you to grow closer. He wanted to make sure that you trusted him implicitly before moving you into the main house and giving you free reign.

You were limp, but it was still fairly easy for him to pick you up bridal style and bring you into your new home together. He was careful not to bump you into anything and hurt you while bringing you inside.

While you were unconscious Taehyung changes you into comfortable t-shirt material pajamas. He takes his time, fingers lingering over your soft skin and breathing in the scent of your hair. He was desperately hoping that you wouldn't be too frightened. He had a plan to explain the situation in a way that you benefit him, he just hoped that you'd cooperate. He had been so careful and gentle, it was difficult holding back the side of him that only wanted to taint you, hurt you, violate your body. He steeled his composure, because wanted you to beg for his mouth, his cock, his everything. He lays you down gently in a small twin size bed. The room he had staged had two identical beds with restraints bolted into the walls, a sink and separate room with a shower and toilet. He gives Namjoons man-Ji-seok- his orders before he changes into similar pajamas so he would be in the same position you were in when you awoke. Then all there was left to do was wait, watching your chest rise and fall. He anticipates the chloroform wearing off as the rhythm of your breathing changed and your eyes squint awake. You startle awake once again for the second time today, remembering your attack earlier and quickly trying to asses the situation. Your clothes had been changed but you weren't sore in any way, You see your bed and Taehyung across from you. Your head was the main thing bothering you, the bright fluorescent lights making it worse. You take in your surroundings. The room you're in is small with a sink on the wall, with a small shelf with towels and what looks like extra sets of pajamas. There was also a small room attached with a frosted glass door with a toilet and a shower head from the wall and drain on the floor.

"Whats going on Taehyung, what happened?" You exclaim, trying to remain calm but the panic in your voice plain to hear. He looks at you with all the sorrow in the world, guilt filling him as tears start to escape the corners of his eyes.

"I'm so sorry y/n, this has nothing to do with you, you shouldn't have been caught up in this. Let me explain. I was once best friends with Kim Namjoon, we met in middle school and we were basically brothers and troublemakers in high school. Getting older I tried to channel my bad habits into my art. Namjoon, however, sunk it into a life of crime. At first I tried to talk some sense into him but he got himself into debt with loan sharks so far that his only option was illegal channels. He'd the smartest person I know and he got good at getting what he wants. He found a powerful mentor to teach him how to pull all the strings of organized crime before that mentor eventually left him in charge when he retired. This clumsy kid who taught me how to tie my shoes turned into a monster right before my eyes. I tried to cut ties with him, go no contact but any time I did he would do something to threaten my mom or little sister so I had to entertain him. If I try to go to the police about it he always has a way of finding out through his connections. He uses my art to auction off on the black market and he won't let that go for some reason. I think he just wants me around because in some twisted way I'm one of the only true friends that he's had in his life. I've never used him for anything and I don't hope to gain anything from being around him. Despite everything I still know the real Namjoon is in there somewhere, I see glimpses of it sometimes so I keep hope that someday he'll snap out of it and come to his senses. I was finally able to get my mom and sister out of the country safely about a week ago and since then I've had a bad feeling. Like he was moving everything into place because I had the audacity to go against him and take away his collateral. I think that's why we were taken, its not your fault and I shouldn't have let it happen I should've been more careful. They probably assumed you were someone important to me and wanted to strike quickly since he has nothing left to hold over me. This is all my fault," He explains, giving you plenty of time once he's finished to process everything he's said. He looks like a wreck, face splotchy, eyes puffy, and nose red from crying during his story. "I'm sorry for crying I'm just so frustrated, I wanted to make something for myself as an artist and instead I'm just used as a pawn in a network of crime, I hate it."

You feel a pang in your heart when you hear him spill his guts to you, someone he's not even close to, because all the others close to him had been sent away.

"I know that this wasn't your intention Tae, you were just trying to help and its not your fault that this happened to us," you move over to sit on his bed and place a comforting hand on his back, rubbing back and fourth, shushing his cries as he crumples into your chest, sobs wracking his body. You feel horrible and scared but you can't imagine how terrible he's felt feeling dealing with all of this by himself. You let yourself break down a bit with him as well, letting how scared you were feeling out a bit as he held you tightly by your middle, feeling your chest get wet with his tears as you lean down and rest your head on top of his, making his hair a bit damp with your tears.

"I know it's scary and we don't know each other well but I'm happy that we have each other Tae. I couldn't go through this by myself and it sounds like you've been going through way too much by yourself," you say quietly after you calm down, playing with his hair a little bit to help him settle enough to talk. You feel his chuckle gently against your skin, "You know you really know how to find the bright side don't you," he says, being interrupted a bit by sob aftershocks and hiccups, "do we have anything that I can blow my nose on? I feel gross."

You look around, finding the closest thing to a handkerchief you can, peeling the pillowcase off of his pillow and handing it to him. He grunts appreciably before pulling away from you and wipes the tears from his eyes before blowing his nose, turning away so you can't see how rough he was looking until cleans up a little. You pull away from him a bit, becoming painfully aware of how inconsiderate of his space you just had been and scooting back to give him room, face and ears flushing red. He notices your withdrawal and throws the pillowcase to the floor, touching your knee.

"Thank you so much y/n, I know I'm the reason you're here but I don't think that I can keep dealing with this alone and I really appreciate you." He gazes earnestly into you, both of you are splotchy eyed now and you feel such a fondness for this gentle artist caught up in such a mess. Your head suddenly starts to feel like its splitting open, most likely as an aftereffects of the chloroform and crying. Your eyes squint shut and you pull into yourself in pain, sheltering yourself from the bright fluorescents.

"You're very welcome Taehyung and I would love to brainstorm ideas to get us out of here but I just got the mother of all migraines so I don't think ill be very useful. I'll probably have to take a nap or something to feel better before I can help in any way," you say, trying not to move your head around too much, finding a light switch on the wall and dimming the lights to a soft glow.

"I have a migrane too, lets just get rest, then brainstorm later," Taehyung smiles, gently pulling off his shirt and moves to try to get comfortable on his bed, clearly getting disappointed when you start to get up to move over onto your own. You hesitate seeing his reaction, holding back and looking at him.

"Would you want me to stay over here for you?" You ask as gently as possible, trying to sound cool, calm, and collected, as much as the situation you were in was shitty you still had a crush on Taehyung and would not hesitate to stay in bed with him.

"Oh uh, I'm sorry I don't want to make you uncomfortable but I usually can only fall asleep if I'm holding my body pillow, I just have nightmares without it and I wouldn't want to wake you up with them." He explains sheepishly, looking down as his face turns pink with blush. You match his blush but you're hoping the dim lights hide it as you grab the pillow from the other bed and move to lay down next to him.

"No worries, I actually have a similar problem, I sleep like a mountain climber so it helps to have something to cuddle as well. You are welcome to hold me as much as you like," you hope you don't sound like and creep as you cuddle into him, moving so your head is under his chin and effectively tangling the two of you together. He welcomes you with open arms and pulls you into him, squeezing you gently and adjusting his own positioning a bit before settling down and nuzzling into your hair a little.

"Thank you for being so understanding y/n," he whispers to you, his voice sending shivers through you as his breath hits your ear, his chest rumbling against your own at the close proximity. You push down all of your giddy feelings as another splitting shoot of pain goes through the back of your head, forcing you to squeeze your eyes shut.

"You're welcome again Tae, I hope you feel better tomorrow," you whisper back, wondering mindlessly if you sent the same shivers through him as you let sleep start to take you.

Your consciousness slips away and Taehyung has never been so happy in his life. His heart is bursting, overjoyed that his plan is working and you believed everything he said. Of course you would've, you are the kindest most perfect person in the world. He mentally curses himself for doubting you for even a second. Holding you tight was something he could definitely get used to, he almost wished he could hold you tight enough that you'd merge into one and then never be able to be apart. It was almost too good how things are going, you are behaving so well, responding perfectly to him and it was only a matter of time before he made his way into your heart. He knew that he definitely had his foot in the door but he was worried that he'd mess it up and you'd figure out everything. You would still be his but he couldn't stand the thought of being a source of pain to you. The feeling of your hands on him would never get old, he just wanted to touch you and be touched by you at all times and your current position was perfect for that. You were essentially tangled together and he had all the access he needed to test out your reaction to his touch. You had shivered when he spoke in your ear so he knew that those were sensitive, he wanted more. He wanted everything you could give him so he couldn't stop himself when he gave you a light squeeze on the arm to see if you'd wake up, it had been many hours since you had fallen asleep. When you don't react he decides to go a bit further, whispering filthy nothings into your ear, feeling the goosebumps run down the back of your arm. Such a sensitive little thing, so desperate for my touch and you don't even know it yet. You're body knows who you belong to though. He moves his free hand so slowly to one of your nipples, feeling how hard it is through your buttons down pajama shirt. What a slut you are, nipples already hard and all I'm doing is telling you who you belong to. You're mine and I'm going to make sure that you're begging for my cock soon with your words and not your body. But I'll listen to both just fine my love. He undoes one button of your shirt letting his hands touch your hard nipple rubbing the erect nub in a gentle circle, imagining doing the same thing to your clit. He'd tease you so slowly, letting your virgin pussy get wetter and wetter before letting you come and finally fill up your aching cunt with his cum. He'll make sure to drive you crazy so you become addicted to him just as badly as he was with you.

You're gonna want my cock inside you so badly baby, once I breed your little pussy I'll make sure to keep you stuffed full of cum as you get round and your tits get fat with milk. Then I'll just keep pumping you full of my babies. You won't have to do anything but be a good mommy so I can keep you nice and plugged up. He pulls his hand away, watching to make sure that your light snoring hadn't changed before slipping his hands into your waistband, dipping his slender middle finger into your soaked pussy pumping a couple times just to see your reaction. You moan softly and grind your clit against his palm, still keeping your eyes shut and the same shallow breaths while gently bucking against his hand. He couldn't believe his luck, you were so sensitive just from a little teasing and dirty talk in your sleep, he couldn't imagine what you'd be like fully conscious but he was excited to find out soon. Mmm baby this pussy has just been waiting for me hasn't it? You little whore, taking me so easily, so eager to be violated, I bet you went to bed wet thinking about how bad you want to grind against my thigh baby. Don't you worry pretty thing, I'm gonna take care of you. He continues steadily pumping his middle finger, using his thumb to gently circle your clit, not getting faster but hitting that sweet spot over and over until you're gushing against his fingers. He quickly withdraws his fingers, pops them in his mouth and wipes them off on his side, closing his eyes and steadying his breathing before you can wake up fully from the sensation.

You feel warm and tingly at the same time, you're dreaming of Taehyung, your mind deciding to make a highlight reel of every time he did something cute or was looking especially hot as you passed him in the hallways. You conjure up his voice speaking sweet nothings to you while taking you gently, kissing your neck and making sure you feel good. Of course you had never had sex but your mind was doing a good job attributing the feeling you've had making yourself orgasm to Taehyung. Your mind starts to slowly find itself and come into focus as you notice that your panties were noticeably wet in real life and you had had a wet dream and were semi grinding against an asleep Taehyung. Your lower half was drenched and his pajama pants weren't too much better. You blink the sleep out of your eyes and take a second to realize that this is in fact real and when that happens your blood runs cold with how mortified and embarrassed you are. You just had a wet dream on your cute artsy neighbor while literally in a kidnapping situation. You curse yourself for your bad timing and try to think of a plan or an excuse to tell Taehyung but you aren't afforded the opportunity to when he himself starts stirring- probably due to how uncomfortable being damp was. You look into his sleepy eyes and feel tears prick at the corners of yours as you flush red with embarrassment, starting to babble about what happened and how sorry you were, sobbing into his neck. You're sure that you've ruined any chance that you had with him but he sees how guilty you feel and he doesn't even push you away. He takes the news surprisingly well, explaining that he's had to deal with wet dreams himself before and they're perfectly natural.

"You're seriously okay, I don't think you did anything wrong. At least you didn't get your cute neighbor kidnapped like I did, when you do something as terrible as that we can call it even, okay?" he says making you blush even harder when he calls you cute.

"Okay," you hiccup out, leaning back to give him a small smile before a wave of embarrassment hits again and you can't look at him. He continues shushing your sobbing for a few minutes while holding you tight and smoothing you hair in a rhythmic pattern, helping you get yourself together to actually take care of the problem. He helps as much as he can, letting you shower and change first and moving the pillows over to the other bed so you can get comfy while he goes and showers and changes. It takes him about ten minutes but soon he's back in bed with you. Double checking that you're okay with sleeping together, being surprisingly gentle for a guy when he gets situated with you again, letting you take one of the pillows to cuddle in between your legs and just having you be his little spoon, squeezing you into him with one arm and letting you use his other arm and bicep as a pillow. You don't know if he's just being nice because he's half asleep but you're very grateful that even if you're trapped you're trapped with someone so compassionate.

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Deprave │ KTH (M)

↞Descent │↞Desire

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Summary: Taehyung is your drug, quickly working his way into your system and intoxicating you until you can't live without him.

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Yandere! Artist! Taehyung x Naïve! Fem! Reader

This story is 18+ and contains triggering themes including but not limited to: romanticism of yandere behavior, obsessive ideation, kidnapping, heavy manipulation, name calling, descriptions of child neglect, depictions of violence, familial abuse, ptsd, murder (self defense-kth's father is a pos), trauma bonding, description of a panic attack. If you are sensitive to these themes do not read.

Other tags: porn with plot, hyyh au!, crime family ot7 au!, soft yandere, oral, y/n squirts dont @ me, lots of introspection, codependency

I do not condone the actions in this work of fiction!

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You too are hot. That's all you feel as you wake up, bare flesh sticking against Taehyungs, cheek resting on his bicep, facing him. Taehyung is also hot, the thought makes you smile as you study his sleeping face. He is laying on his stomach, back exposed to you with his face turned in your direction. His hair is messy, pieces sticking in every direction. His mouth is open slightly, snoring softly, worn out from the night before. You blush thinking back to everything he said to you, and how good it made you feel. Everything that you'd done together had been better than anything you could've imagined.

Your eyebrows draw together as you notice scars on his back that you had missed in the few days you'd been together. There are fresh pink scratches that you had left behind but also small, pale circles and slashes- rough, healed over skin- scattered throughout his back. You can only assume the marks were from his father. It was hard to imagine that anyone would ever want to hurt Taehyung, let alone put out cigarettes on him. The more you thought about Taehyung taking the brunt of his fathers abuse to protect his mom and sister, the more your throat started to feel tight. He had a heart of gold and you really hoped that his dad got what he deserved. Nevertheless, it seemed like Tae had to have worked on himself a great deal to become such a well rounded person.

You never would've thought that someone so successful and handsome would care about you in any way. You tried not to give into self deprecating thoughts but you couldn't help but compare yourself to him. He had an amazing personality, being gentle but charming at the same time. He was insanely handsome. He just didn't seem like someone on your level, a paralegal, living paycheck to paycheck in a studio apartment. You were boring, the most exciting thing you'd done in the past month was rescue a stray cat. As much as you tried to be exceptional you always fell short, always being stuck in the monotony of your life. It seemed too good to be true. You hoped last night hadn't been part of a cruel ploy to just use you to pass the time in captivity. Your chest tightens at that thought, feeling guilty for doubting him. Taehyung wasn't the type of guy to play with someone's heart like that.

You think back to his words from last night. 'Even before now I admired how diligent, empathetic, and caring you are.' It warms your heart knowing that he thought about you too before you were in this situation together.  In another timeline maybe you would've been together eventually, this was just the push you both needed to let the feelings bloom. You almost don't want things to return to normal. It was nice to just rest all day, not worrying about work and spending time with someone who adores you. Maybe this isn't so bad, I could get used to this. You roll your eyes at your musings. You're being held against your will right now, get a hold of yourself. This isn't some getaway where you escape the real world with your lover, it's dangerous. The scent of the chloroform was something that you needed to remember, the people holding you could do whatever they wanted to you. Various worst case scenarios begin swimming in your mind, thoughts of true crime cases you'd vaguely heard about popping up. You need to get out soon, fearing the worst for yourself even though you were finding yourself growing comfortable in this confined space.

Small places had a coziness that you had been drawn to all your life. Spaces where most people would complain of being too cramped. When you were small you'd sneak your way into your parents closet and hide behind the clothes hanging up, using a little book light and reading for hours and hours until you heard them call for you, finally noticing your absence. In many ways you were in the same place, hiding from the world, waiting for someone to notice your absence. Thinking back, your parents probably should've kept a better eye on you, it always took them way too long to realize you were gone. You wished you could just count on your parents to come to your rescue, surely they'd notice your absence eventually? Or would they just brush it off thinking that you are too busy to call. You weren't about to get your hopes up that they'd come to your rescue.

Maybe Taehyung would be able to convince Namjoon to let you go, satisfied with only keeping Taehyung captive. Your heart sinks at the thought of Taehyung sacrificing his freedom for you. If you were going to get out it had to be together, you'd live the rest of your life with regret if you didn't. There had to be another way to get you both out.

If you both got sick Namjoon wouldn't want you both to die, maybe you could fake a severe stomach bug and escape when they bring you to the hospital? He could just bring his own doctor to check on you, or have someone escort you both every step of the way. There were so many factors, making your jaw clench in concentration.

Taehyung working things out with Namjoon would probably be your best bet. You could stay in the closet- comfortable in your isolation together for a few more days- it wouldn't hurt. If anything happened that made you actively worried about your safety you could always cross that bridge then. There was no use working yourself up since your captor hadn't disturbed you during your stay so far.

Too wrapped up in your thoughts you don't notice Taehyung's snoring stop, a small smile forming on his face.

"Having fun watching me sleep, princess?" He says with his eyes still closed, his gravely morning voice knocking you out of your reverie. "Cause I can keep pretending if this is what does it for you."

You choke on your own words, mouth still dry and voice a little hoarse.

"I was not, I was just zoned out! I just happened to be zoning out on your face," you chuckle, cheeks warming up in embarrassment. He opens his eyes and cups your cheek, bringing you in for a gentle kiss. You hadn't really noticed last night but his lips are so soft, molding perfectly into yours.

"You can zone out on my face anytime sweetheart," he whispers, not wanting to pop the bubble of morning time intimacy formed between the two of you. You think of how you must look right now, messy is the best case scenario. You probably had morning breath, tangled hair, and swollen eyes from crying last night but he still looked at you like you were the sun his universe revolves around. A soft smile graces your lips.

"You promise?"

"Of course."

He pushes his arms under your back, rolling you under him as he makes space for himself between your legs, littering your face and neck with soft kisses, tickling you in the process. You half-heartedly struggle, giggling under his touch, caged by his arms. You catch his lips with your own, smiling into the kiss, thoughts and concerns about your parents and escaping being moved to the back burner. This felt too good to ruin with your worries that could wait. You reach over his shoulders and weave your fingers into his silky hair, keeping him in your embrace. Your legs open to accommodate him, wrapping around his hips as he rests part of his body weight on you.

"Be careful baby, I might get too comfortable and want to stay like this all day," he growls, nipping at your neck with a little bit of force, reminding you of the lovebites and bruises left from the night before. "Or is that what my little slut wants?"

Goosebumps run through your body as his breath hits the shell of your rear. A breathy whine escapes your lips, your hips reflexively bucking against him. This just eggs him on further, grinding agonizingly slow against your heat. His deft hands make their way to your plump chest, rolling your nipples between his digits. The mix of pleasure and pain only caused you to feel needier, trying to press yourself closer to him.

"P-please Tae," you cry, seeking more friction but not getting enough to satisfy your need.

"What do you need princess? Use your words," he slows his pace to a near stop as he teases you. Your head is growing foggy with arousal.

"Need you, I need you so bad, please-" you just wanted him to touch you again, it felt like he was a drug that you were going through withdraws from. He pulls away from your neck and gives you a quick kiss on the lips, pulling away after to check in with eye contact.

"It's okay baby, I'm gonna make you feel good. Is it okay if I taste your needy little pussy?" Your eyes flick from his to his full lips, imagination running wild at the thought of him eating you out. You nod your head quickly, the only thing you can voice is a hum in approval. He looks like a man starved as he descends down your body, stopping momentarily to suck on your nipples softly. All of your soft noises encourage him further as he gives each some attention, pulling off with a pop and looking at them with hazy, blown out eyes.

"You're so fucking beautiful, I can't believe how lucky I am."

Growing impatient, Taehyung grips your legs and buries his head between them, needing to taste your nectar from the source. He eats you out like a man starved, tongue flat against you, pressing firmly as he laps up all your gathered essence from your slit to your clit. His mouth is so hot and soft, sucking on your clit as you writhe under him. You've never felt anything like this, the vibrator you used and your fingers were no comparison to this man depraved. It takes him an embarrassingly short amount of time to pull an orgasm from you but he doesn't stop there, keeping you trapped in the euphoria of your high as he continues his assault. His nails bite the soft skin of your thighs as he readjusts his position, holding your legs open as he focuses on overstimulating you. You struggle to stay still, your reflexes causing you to try and close your legs around him and push him away. You want to be still for him but it's so hard when his mouth is driving you crazy. Nails digging into your palms as your fists clench in the sheets, trying your hardest to keep your lower half from fighting him.

"I know you're doing your best baby but you need to hold still for me, I'm still hungry for you and I'm not gonna stop till you give me one more," he pries your legs apart, spanking your pussy lightly. "You can do one more, baby, be a good girl for me."

The need to be good for him washes over you, filling you with the strength you need to resist your instincts to fight him off. You nod, whimpering, unable to form coherent thoughts other than needing to obey him. You squeeze your eyes shut again, gripping your own thighs to hold them open, knuckles going white. With his newly free hands he adds his two middle fingers inside you to overwhelm you further. It was all too much, his fingers pumping with a gentle but consistent pace combined with his mouth on your clit has you seeing stars. You panic as a familiar warm feeling settles in your core, tapping Taehyung's arm.

"Taehyung it feels like I'm gonna pee stop-"

"Shhh no you're not, it's okay just let go for me," he soothes in his sweet, condescending tone. The pace of his fingers speed up, building the feeling inside you until it comes to a peak, pulling his fingers out as you violently squirt. Not wanting any of your cum to go to waste he dives his mouth back onto your slit, lapping up everything you had to offer him. Once you're thoroughly fucked out he finally lets up, giving your clit one last kiss, smirking at your full body shiver from the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm you'd ever had. Your eyes are blurry from squeezing them shut so tight, your body feels like static in the best way, legs sore as you stretch them back out from their previous position. Taehyung eyes you, wiggling his eyebrows, clearly feeling confident in his skills. He moves back up to your level, kissing you passionately-letting you taste yourself on him- before cuddling into you, content.

You wonder if every morning could be like this, waking up with someone who makes your heart swell so much you thought it might burst. Without thinking you utter "I love-" cutting yourself off before you finish that thought out loud. You didn't want to guilt him into repeating the same back to you, afraid of hurting you.

He never misses anything, pulling back to look you in the eyes.

"What was that?" He says, tone more serious than you were used to, head tilted to the side.

"I love this, that's what I was saying," you brush him off, looking away from his intense eye contact. Displeased with you looking away he guides your chin back to facing him.

"Look at me princess," he warns, eyebrows drawing together. "Do you remember what I told you last night? You don't have to hide your feelings from me. I want it all, your ups, your downs, everything. Are you sure that's what you meant?"

Do you love him? You know it should be too soon to feel this strongly about someone but you can't deny that he was now part of your heart. It was hard to deny the deep affection you held for him, and you didn't really want to be away from him anytime soon. Every new thing he shared about himself, every song he hums to himself, every piece of art he creates, everything he did amazed you in some way. 

Should you tell him right now? You didn't want to scare him off, thoughts of him pulling away after made you worry. But if he didn't feel the same, why would he have checked with you? If he didn't love you too he could've ignored it, right? He looked almost disappointed when you brushed him off, that had to mean something. Convinced in your line of reasoning you decide to take a leap of faith in him. 

"I love you, I'm sorry," you stutter out, eyes focusing on the mole above his lip. "I know it's too soon and I probably sound like some lovesick virgin but I think I love you. I just didn't want to say that because I don't want you to pity me and say it back before you feel the same way. You just make me feel better than anyone I've ever met and I'm bad at keeping my mouth shut."

He lets you finish, eyebrows relaxing as his demeanor turns back to warm and comforting. He gives you a moment to look back into his eyes before he replies.

"I love you too, and I'm not saying that for any other reason than it being the truth. I know I said last night that we didn't have to put a label on what we have but if you feel the same way about me I don't see a reason not to. I love you, I love you, I love you. If you want me to keep saying it until you're convinced I'm not just pitying you I will."

You feel like all the oxygen in the room has been taken away. His eyes didn't waver, he didn't stutter, everything that he said appeared to be the whole truth. This was the first time you had said those three words to someone romantically to be met with the same energy. So used to the awkward rejections, or worse, the forced 'I love you's you weren't prepared for what Taehyung had given you. Total and complete acceptance and love. You can't stop the tears from falling.

"Really?" you're able to get out in between hiccups.

"Really really, I promise," he trades your positions, pulling you on top of him while he shushes your cries, humming softly while pushing your hair behind your ear and playing with it while you calm down. "I'm sorry it seems so far-fetched that I'd love you, it's honestly hard not too, you're the best."  The soothing feeling of his hands in your hair and his quiet song, making his chest vibrate comforted you.

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Moments like these make Taehyung regret lying to you the most. His love was real, he'd always been genuine with his feelings for you, maybe holding back a bit. Still, he felt guilty for deceiving you, knowing that if you ever found out the truth your faith in him could be shaken. If only you had been able to see how the world was infecting you, dimming your light.  He wished that you would've come to him before any of the lies and deceit and asked him to sweep you away and rescue you from the cruel world. Before now that notion would've never even crossed your mind. He knew the lies would be worth it. To you he used to only be a passing neighbor and Taehyung knew you'd never make a move to change that. He still knew that lying to you was wrong, and he hoped that eventually you'd see things his way on your own. You didn't need anyone else but him, he'd love you more than enough to make up for anyone else's meager attempts at loving you. It was so easy with you, you were just so receptive to his love it was like you knew deep down that you were his.

He'd show you the real world, pulling off the blinders that you had on throughout your day to day life. If you could see how little your friends cared about you you'd understand. He'd expose them, he'd already had all of their information, their social media, addresses, access to their phone records. It'd be as simple as letting you read through one of their group chats which conveniently excluded you. There were multiple instances of them gossiping about you and betraying your trust. That would disappoint you but it wouldn't be enough. All the plans that they made as a group week after week, without even thinking about inviting you would be what finally plants the seed of resentment inside you.

Your family was a different story, you seemed much more willing to accept your family's mistreatment. Checking the phone logs of outgoing and incoming calls and texts made it obvious that you were pulling most of the weight in your relationships. You didnt talk to many of your relatives, the only people you contacted regularly were your parents. Going back through your text conversations over the years Taehyung could piece together how your parents treated you. To him it felt like your parents had just given up after you went to college, maybe even before then. They pulled away checking in less and less, maybe to save the pain of having an empty nest or it was just easier after you were independent. They never offered to help you through school, acting like getting the scholarships you'd worked tirelessly for were easy to come by. The second you turned 18 it was like you were a fully developed adult in their eyes and they were eager for you to get out of their hair. They converted your room into an office space only days after you had moved away, solidifying the fact that you wouldn't be welcome to return home if you ever needed to. They even sent you pictures, proud of all the hard work they'd put in erasing your existence from their life like it was supposed to make you happy. For some years it seemed like you had pulled away too, but after a health scare your father went through a couple years ago, you made more of an effort to reach out. Even in an emergency they wouldn't treat you with respect, demanding that you drop everything in your life to come help take care of your father. It didn't matter that you had appointments with advisors or that the cost of last minute travel would be exorbitant. Out of guilt and the fear of losing your parents you obliged, further cementing your innate belief that their needs came before your own. 

When you had your own emergency -a burst appendix- you had called and texted them over and over without either of them answering. You were fine after an emergency surgery but you were without support. Once they finally returned your calls -they had been at dinner together- they didn't see a reason to make the trip to see you since you were alive and stable. Back when he poured over your text conversation during this time Taehyung was dumbfounded and enraged that anyone could be so horrible to you. If he had been in your life he would've done anything, no matter how hard, to be by your side. 

He did some further digging into your parents, wanting to find something that would make you have no choice but to cut ties with them. Through Hoseok's connections he was able to get a copy of their current will and testament and he knew that it would be the key. They weren't planning on leaving anything of value to you, their life insurance benefactors were their lesser off siblings-your aunts and uncles- they'd be leaving you with their vehicles and their possessions. They had no property because they rented the home they lived in so if anything happened to both of them you'd get stuck with finding a home for all their belongings and the chore of selling two cars since you already had your own. Hopefully that would be your last straw.

Eventually he'd find a way to show you the true character of your loved ones, it just had to be done carefully. He'd given Namjoon all of the information so that if there was ever a good moment to show you he could do it for him, that would save him some of the headache. 

At least he could rest knowing that you'd fallen for him, the sight of your eyes shining with joy unmistakable. Now his goal was to break you down so that you couldn't live without him. The sound of the metal door opening and two trays of breakfast being slid inside your cell breaks Taehyung from his train of thought.

"C'mon angel we need to eat, I can't have you passing out on me," he moves to sit up, chuckling at the whine you let out from having your rest disturbed. You sit up too, pouting a little as he moves away from you off the bed. He stretches out his sore muscles, giving you a nice view as he retrieves your respective meals.

After breakfast you take a shower together, deciding to plan out how you'd get out together after. Taehyung had a way of easing your fears and soothing anxiety that you'd built up inside that you didn't quite understand yet. You knew that talking out your ideas with him would be for the best.

Now that you'd confessed your feelings it was much harder for you to focus on something besides each other. Every time he touched you your heart leapt,, even just light kisses pressed against your forehead. As much as you didn't want to admit it, it felt good to be in here and subconsciously you caught yourself avoiding the subject of escape. You begin to admire every part of Taehyung during the shower. The water dripped down his back. Droplets clinging to his hair. His strong hands as he washes his body diligently, quiet, in his own world.

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His father had been belligerent, screaming in his face after coming home with the stench of liquor hanging on his breath.

He didn't mean to.

He couldn't stop himself.

He didn't have a choice.

When his mother tried to defend him she was pushed away, slamming into the wall with a solid crack, the noise sending Taehyung into a frenzy. His father threw him to the ground as well, turning around to face his sister, cowering in the corner. The bright green of the broken soju bottle a few feet away was the only thing he saw, bile rising in his throat as he urgently crawled towards it.

He couldn't hear anything else besides his fathers voice ringing in his ears.

'You're a piece of shit. You never should've been born. The world would be better off without a shithead punk like you.'

Time stopped. Adrenaline filled his body with the strength to stand, the bottle neck tight in his grip. The bottle pierced his father's stomach so much easier than Taehyung had imagined. The blood was so wet and hot and unyielding.

He couldn't stop there, if he did his family wouldn't ever be safe

He dug the bottle deeper, remembering all the times his father had made him or his family keel over in pain or cower in fear. The bastard stopped his rampage, turning to face his son in shock. He lunged toward Taehyung, hands moving to the boy's throat to try and defend himself.

Its kill or be killed.

Taehyung had the upper hand, beating his father to his own throat, dropping the bottle and squeezing the elders neck as hard as he could. He barely registered his own blood soaked hands making it difficult to get a good grip .

It felt like hours waiting for him to stop struggling, body finally giving out and sagging against him.

Taehyung was finally strong enough to stop him, finally able to save his family.

He came to his senses enough to notice his mother's screaming and sisters sobbing once the ringing in his ears stopped. It felt like he was hearing them from underwater. The sound was muffled like when he would submerge his head below during a bath to drown out the sound of his parents arguing.

He was numb as he moved to their bathroom, running hot water over his hands, the blood mixing with the water, tainting what was once clean. He looked down at his clothes -blood making them stick to his flesh- growing sick to his stomach. The shirt he wore, now stained red used to be white. He shrugged off the clothing and stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash away his sins. The water was so hot, burning his skin, washing away the crimson evidence of his accident.

That's all it was, an accident.

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Static filled Taehyung's ears but he knew someone was calling for him. Someone important.

"▓▓▓▓!" he couldn't tell what they were saying but it sounded urgent.

"Taehyung!"

He feels the fog wash away as his eyes focus on yours, water still pouring over you both. Your eyes are watery and panicked. Your nails scratched at his forearms as his hands tighten against your delicate throat the same way they had many years ago. Recognition consumes him as he releases you, a wave of panic and guilt hitting him like a brick wall. He can tell that you're confused and scared, tears streaming down your face as your legs give out under you. He can't stop tears of his own, collapsing in front of you, mind racing, trying to think of ways to atone for what he'd done.

"Fuck- I'm so sorry y/n baby, I don't know what happened. I'm sorry- what did I do?" His question falls on deaf ears as you heave, trying to fill your lungs with oxygen as quickly as you could. "I-I-I don't know what just happened, it was like- like I was back at home with my father and I- I I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you so much I never wanted to hurt you y/n."

You don't know what to do with yourself, you feel so exposed, confused, and scared. Your neck is sore but luckily he regained composure quickly, you hadn't been deprived of oxygen for too long.

Taehyung looks just as confused as you are and despite what just happened you feel your heart break for him. He is crying harder than you'd ever seen before, panic filling his frame as he rushes to the toilet, throwing up from the shock, dry heaving after his stomach was empty. He kept apologizing, over and over, shaking from fear of what he'd done to you. You knew this had to be a trauma response or something similar, he wouldn't hurt you if he was in his right mind. You knew that. You decide to trust your heart and move toward him, crawling on your knees to the corner of the shower where he was holding himself, trying and failing to calm down.

"Hey hey hey, look at me," you speak softly, trying to soothe his panic attack as gently as you knew how. "I'm okay-I'm okay, I promise baby."

"Fuck fuck I'm so sor-" he can't stop another hiccupping sob from his body, looking even more confused as you shush his cries. "Wh- why- why are you over here? I hur-hurt you."

"I'm okay, I know you didn't mean it," you try your best not to sound too hoarse, fresh tears pricking at your eyes as you see how broken and vulnerable the man you loved looked right now. He looks like he is going to reach for you but he holds himself back.

"Ca-can I touch you?" he asks, eyes pleading for your comfort and warmth. You nod and scoot closer so he can wrap you in his embrace, squeezing you delicately but firmly, rocking you both back and forth. You stay like that for a while, letting your breathing regulate together and your heart rates slow. Once his breathing slows down he pulls away from you just enough to inspect your neck. There wasn't too much damage, the skin was pink there weren't any visible bruises besides the ones he knew were from the night before.

"What happened?" he asks, eyes pleading for your honesty.

"I don't know, you were zoned out for a few minutes then I tried to get your attention and that's when it happened," you explain, your voice full of understanding. "I don't know what you've been through but I know you and I know you'd never hurt me, that's why I'm not scared of you right now."

"This will never happen again, I promise you," he is once again amazed at you, your kindness and compassion holding no bounds even though he didn't deserve it. He never wanted to hurt you again, the thought of it hurt him tenfold. "God I don't deserve you at all do I angel?"

"I think everyone deserves a bit of grace and understanding, you've been through a lot haven't you?" you work your fingers through his still damp hair, adrenaline starting to wear off as you start to feel the soreness in your neck. Logically you knew you should be scared of him but you couldn't find it in yourself to be. He had shown you the most raw, vulnerable parts of himself and that made you feel special, you would be his safe space.

"Y-yeah, that's true but if I ever do that again I don't even-"

"You won't do it again, I know you won't, repeat it back to me" you interrupt before he can start to talk himself into a corner.

"I won't do it again," he repeats, maintaining eye contact with you.

"It was an accident."

"It was an accident."

"Good, you can't go there Tae, it'll be really hard to get yourself out," you say gently, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, kissing the skin softly.

"Thank you baby, I love you so much," you feel tears falling from his cheeks to your own. "How'd I get so lucky, huh?"

"I don't know, but I'm happy you did."

A/N: Part 4- Despise Coming Soon! Thank you so much for reading!!!!! Sorry it took a hot second to come out but its all done!!! Reply if you want to be on the tag list!

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Silver Galaxy || K. TH

Pairing: Kim Taehyung X Reader

Summary: While Taehyung has always felt like he basically needed to have kids one day, you, his soulmate, absolutely do not want any. You made sure Taehyung knew this too, so what happens when you are pregnant?

Genre: A lot of angst with a cute fluffy ending

Wordcount: 1.7k 

Au where you need to touch your soulmate every few hours or your skin bruises. 

MASTERLIST

" Do you ever want kids? " Taehyung asks you one late evening in the beginning of your relationship. 

With the simple question, old fears come above water once more. 

" No. " You say hurriedly, voice tense. 

Taehyung pulls away from you, pouting. 

" Why not? " He asks you. 

You can tell that he's serious, even though he's got that playful pout on his face. 

For a split moments, memories of your own childhood come up. Deep memories in which your parents are arguing, basically screaming at each other before they eventually throw stuff at each other. 

as the sound of plates shattering against the wall comes to mind, you shudder. 

" Well? " Taehyung asks. 

his tone isn't demanding, simply guinene, wanting an answer. 

" Look at the world around you Tae. There's so much happening. Times are changing and I doubt the future will hold much good- Besides I just don't like children. I like seeing them for a moment but-" You cut yourself off, sighing. 

Taehyung's mouth turns into a flat line. 

" And,, what if I want kids, like really bad? I just can't imagine a future without a few. " He tells you honestly. 

You blink at him. 

" A few? " 

" I always imagined five-"

" Five?! " You basically yell, now also sitting up as you face him. 

" Yeah, but don't worry we can just decide on that later! " He tells you hurriedly. 

" Tae, I'm sorry, really, but I just don't want kids. " You tell him, calming down again. 

The two of you have only been together for a few months, yet nothing feels new, the two of you are familiar with each other's touch for some reason, but talks like these are still heavy. 

​​​Taehyung sighs, lips pressed into a thin line as he looks you in the eye. His facial expression is a bit intimidating, but you know he'll never force you. 

" Fine, let's just drop it. I won't force you. " He tells you a but stubbornly, as he scoots up and kisses your cheek. 

Soon enough the two of you move back into your comfortably, cuddly position, yet both of your thoughts now overrun. 

​​​​​Besides, you've been told that finding your soulmate would mean a lot of sacrifice. 

And a lot you did sacrifice. 

You moved down from your own country to South Korea, just because your soulmate happened to be an idol, and wasn't comfortable in your own country. 

You left your friends and family, and all that was familiar to you, behind, because you needed to be with him. 

Of course, he doesn't take your effort for granted. He spoils you daily, making sure his schedule isn't too packed to still spend time with you. 

He makes sure you're comfortable with everything, and goes out of his way to help you in his country as most is foreign to you. 

He doesn't mind going to the supermarket for you, even though he could be spotted by fans to get that specific chocolate you've been craving just today, nor does he mind going by the drug store to get you pads in his breaks. 

After your conversation that one night, he never bothered you about children again. 

Though you know the both of you have been thinking about it a lot. 

You never changed your mind though. 

And so, one godforsaken evening, you find panic rise up when you stare at the pregnancy test you're holding. 

Needless to say, it's positive. You're pregnant. 

You don't know what to do, at a loss of words. 

However, against your better judgement, you decide to not tell Taehyung. 

You know he'll be happy, but you're not sure if you really want to keep them. 

You jump as you hear the front door unlock, not having realized the time. 

In your rush to get out of the bathroom and 'act natural', you throw the pregnancy test on top of sink,  mindlessly setting it down underneath the mirror. 

As soon as Taehyung sees you, he can sense that something's wrong. 

You seem nervous, unsure, almost in the same way you did whenever you were in the supermarket and didn't know what to say or do when the cashier asked for your ID. 

" Are you alright? " He asks you, blinking. 

You nod hurriedly. 

" Yeah, yeah, great- just fine. Um, I didn't make dinner yet, so um, anything you would like? " You ask him, clasping your hands together in front of you and subconsciously shifting your weight from one foot to another. 

He blinks. 

" Um, we can order take out if you'd like? " He suggests. 

You hum. 

" Alright, sounds good. " You say. 

He hums. 

" If you can look up some take out places of your interest, I will be freshening up, deal? " He suggests. 

You hum, grabbing your laptop. 

" Okay. "

Taehyung throws you one last look, eyes filled with concern, before he turns his back to you and goes to your shared bedroom, changing into comfortable clothes. 

Soon after he needs to go to the bathroom, however, once he's washing his hands as he's done his business, he spots the godforsaken stick you left behind. 

His eyes widen as a smile makes it's way onto his face. Before he basks into the happiness he feels, he makes a sprint out of the bathroom, going straight to the livingroom.

You blink at him, eyes questioning before they travel down to his hands. 

He watches your eyes darken as you get up from where you're seated, setting the laptop aside and messing with your hands. 

The two of you silently stare at one another for a few moments. 

" You're pregnant. " Taehyung says dumbly. 

You swallow and nod. 

He can basically feel how unhappy you are. 

He sighs before looking down at the pregnancy test, and although he hates his next words, he doesn't regret them. 

" What do you want to do to them? " He asks you. 

Your eyes widen, as he keeps his trained at the pregnancy test. 

You open your mouth before closing it, not having expected this. 

Your father was never this gentle towards your mother, especially not when big decisions were to be made. His will was law in your household. 

" I-"

Before you can say anything, Taehyung sniffs, looking back into your eyes. 

" Please keep them. " He says, eyes beginning to get teary. 

He doesn't want to abort the child. He can't. 

But he knows it's ultimately your decision, as it is your body. 

Before you can say anything, he walks over to you, taking hold of both your hands and throwing the pregnancy test onto the couch. 

" Just, please, please keep them. " He begs now. 

Meanwhile your eyes widen at the scene in front of you. 

" Even if you don't want to keep them yourself, please just give them up for adoption or something, but please-" He cuts himself off as he sniffs loudly. 

And to your horror, he brings himself down onto his knees, hugging your legs as the first few tears fall. 

Once you hear his knees touch the floor, you finally shake out of your state. 

When you look down at your soulmate, you let out the quietest sigh, knowing you're about to make another extremely big sacrifice. 

" Tae- I- We can keep them.. I think. " You tell him, bending down to his height and sitting down on your knees yourself. 

Meanwhile Taehyung can barely believe you, he doesn't look any happier just yet. 

" What? - Like, you're gonna give them up for adoption? " He asks, still quietly crying. 

You frown, eyes equally as sad as his as you wipe his fallen tears away. 

He leans into your touch, eyes closing as he holds your hand up on his cheek. 

He takes what he can get. 

" No, Tae. We can keep them. " You tell him. 

His eyes open wide as he hears the exact words he wanted to hear, surprised. 

" What, really? " He asks you, just to make sure. 

You frown, and now you cry, but you nod. 

It's the final confirmation he needs before he pulls you into his embrace by the hand he's still holding. 

A happy sob leaves his mouth, heart feeling like it's going to explode by how happy he is. 

He kisses the top of your hair, arms wrapping around you as he holds you close to him. 

" I promise, I'll be there for you in every moment. " He tells you softly, words mumbled into your hair. 

You tap his chest, signaling you want to face him. 

He loosens his embrace, so you're still in his arms but are able to face him. 

" Please-, just please can we do this together? " You ask him, voice breaking as you finally break down. 

He searches your face, not understanding where this is coming from. 

" What? " 

And so you tell him about your terrible childhood. About your parents who were always fighting, about the plates shattering against the walls, about how your father sometimes even dared to slap your mother, and about how your father eventually left, claiming he wanted someone with better skin and had found it. 

Taehyung listened to all of your words,  and once all was finally out, and you full out started sobbing once more, he pulled you into his embrace. 

He told you softly about how he would never do that. Pointed out that you were soulmates, and how he'll treat you right, help you through your pregnancy, will raise your child on his parts too (even offering to take every night shift when it comes to feeding the baby, in which you remind him that the baby'll kinda need your tits) and will overall just be at your side. 

Unbeknownst to him, it isn't his words that makes you feel safe and settled. 

It's the look in his eyes which tell you that you're going to be just fine. 

[ A/N: Yay. Kids. Woo. I don't like kids- anyway hope y'all enjoyed lol. ]

Thank My Lucky Stars

Pairing: bts ot7 × fem reader

Word Count: 2,685

Summary: You're on your period and the boys do everything they can to make you feel better.

Warnings: mentions of menstrual cycle (I honestly dk if periods need warnings? But better safe than sorry), menstrual cramps, reader goes through extreme mood swings but mostly just fluff.

A/N: Honestly, I started my period two days ago and was wishing that I had a bf to take care of me and stuff, and the next thing I knew, this fic wrote itself. It's definitely very self-indulgent lol, and basically everything the reader does is what I've did so far lmao. I hope this fic makes you atleast half as happy as it made me! P.S. It's been a ridiculously long time since I've written, and it's my first time writing for bangtan, so go easy on me!

Today was just another day. You wake up from your bed, feeling fatigued. Ugh, why does my body ache all over, you think to yourself, getting up from the bed as you stretch. You feel the tell tale sign of cramps in your abdomen, but dismiss it immediately, as your period wasn't due for the next two weeks. You brush your teeth and wander out of your room mindlessly, wondering what the boys were up to.

You find Taehyung in the living room, watching TV. “Good morning,” he says with a smile as you flop down on the couch next to him. “morning,” you grunt back. Taehyung, being the cuddly person he is, wraps his arm around you like he usually does, only for you to shrug him off. “Aw, why won't you let me hold you?” he whines, pouting at you. “Sorry Tae, but I'm not feeling good.” “Then it's the perfect time for cuddles! It's bound to make you feel better! C’mere” he says as he drapes himself over you again but you end up wrenching himself out of his grip, looking mad. “I said I wasn't in the mood for cuddles, Taehyung!” You yell at him. Taehyung flinches and looks hurt. Realising what you just did, you thought to yourself, Damn, why did I just snap at Tae like that? He didn't do anything wrong, he was just being his usual self. What's wrong with me? “Tae, I'm sorry-” but before you could finish your sentence Taehyung runs off to his room and slams it shut. You smack yourself for hurting Tae as you slumped back onto the couch.

You just sit there for a while until Hobi tapped you on your shoulder. “Y/N-ah?” You snap out of your thoughts.“What?” you bark at him. “Are you feeling alright?” “Why wouldn't I be?” you ask, slightly irate. “It's just that I went to your room and saw the covers stained.” he says softly. Oh. That's why I've been testy all morning. But it wasn't supposed to arrive until two weeks later! Ugh, I hate this. “I know that you would have cleaned it up already if you had noticed, but since you didn't, I'm assuming you didn't see.” “Yeah” you looked down, embarrassed. “Sorry you had to see that.” Hobi lifts up your chin. “Hey, don't apologise. It's just your period, something which you naturally go through. You don't have to feel bad about it, okay?” You nod. “Good. Now you should probably freshen up. Go to the bathroom, I'll bring you some clothes and a pad. Which one do you need?” “I can get it myself-” Hobi shushes you. “Shower. Now. I'll get you what you need.” “Oh-kaayyyyyy bossy pants.” You give him a mock salute before walking off. He smiles at you, relieved that your period hasn't ruined your sense of humour.

In the bathroom, you turn on the shower and let it wash away all your worries, sighing appreciatively at how good the hot water felt against you. Then you hear a knock. “Y/N? I brought you your stuff.” You momentarily turn off the shower and slightly open the door, to reveal Hobi holding out your clothes, his face promptly averted from the door. You retrieve them from his hand. “Thank you Hobi!” you say and move to close the door, but he stops you. “Wait! You didn't tell me which pad you wanted, and you didn't have any left in your supply either, so I just bought a pack in every variant from your usual brand.” He says, and holds out a bag filled with pad packs of varying types. You find yourself internally going awww at his thoughtfulness, and after picking out what you need, you call out to him. “Hobi?” “Yeah?” “You're the best.” “Aw, it's nothing, Y/N. Now go shower!” He says and runs off, leaving you giggling in his wake.

After a nice hot shower, you change into a comfy hoodie and shorts, feeling significantly better than you did before. But that exact moment your cramps decide to hit you. “Ughhhhh”, you lean against the wall with a groan. Jungkook, who just woke up, spots you and rushes to support you. “Y/N! What happened? Are you alright?” he asks concernedly, wrapping his arms around your shoulders to steady you. “nnnnghhh. Period. Cramps.” you manage to croak out. “Oh no, that sucks,” he says as he gingerly picks you up. “Where do you wanna go?” “Room” you say, and bury your face in his chest. He slowly walks to your room, gently placing you on your bed and tucking you tightly under the covers. As he turns to leave, you grab his hand. “Stay, please? I don't wanna be alone.” He gives you a reassuring smile as he lies down next to you, gently rubbing your back, lulling you slowly to sleep.

You wake up to someone softly pushing your hair out of your face. Blinking open your eyes, you realise it's Jimin. “Hey. Did I wake you up?” “Yeah, but I don't mind. What's the time?” “About 11, I guess.” He kisses your forehead softly. “How are you feeling now?” “A little better, but still sore.” Jimin looks at you sadly, bummed that he can't do anything that'll make your pain go away. But he can distract you from it.

“I brought you something.” He holds out a box that you recognise as one from your favourite bakery. Your eyes light up in delight. “Hobi hyung told me you didn't have breakfast, so I got you your favourite black forest cake.” He opens the box and picking off a piece with a fork, he offers it to you. You eagerly open your mouth and chew it, suddenly realising that you were hungry. He feeds you about two pieces before declaring that was enough or else you wouldn't eat lunch. He wipes away the cake crumbs from your lips and grins widely at the content smile on your face. “What are you grinning at?” you ask him. “Nothing, it's just…. I like seeing you smile.” You blush and duck your head, feeling shy. “I love you, Chim.” you mumble softly. “I love you too, Y/N-ah.” He brings his forehead to yours, booping your nose softly with his.

“Y/N? Are you awake?” You recognise Tae’s voice. “Come in!” Taehyung shuffles into the room, looking uncharacteristically hesitant. Before he could say anything, you start, “Tae, I'm so sorry for snapping at you like that. I swear didn't mean to-” he cuts you off mid sentence by planting a soft kiss on your lips. “It's alright, Jungkookie told me. I understand. You don't have to apologise.” You shake your head. “I do, though. You were hurt and it's my fault. I feel bad about it. Can you forgive me, please?” He giggles, and pats your head. “There's nothing to forgive, silly. I'm not mad at you. I am claiming my cuddles though, Jungkook told me you let him hold you!” You chuckle, “Come here, you big baby.” He moves to get into the bed before stopping. “Oh crap, I forgot why I came here. Jin hyung told me to ask you if you wanna come for lunch or if he should bring it to you. What do you say?” You think for a moment before replying. “You know what, I'm kinda bored of sitting in my room. I'll come! Just gimme a few, I wanna make myself presentable.” Taehyung gives you a once-over. “What do you mean, presentable? You look pretty as always.” “Oh yeah, my ridiculous bedhead and baggy eyes are soooo pretty.” “I don't care, you still look pretty.” You realise he isn't just saying that to make you feel better, but rather that's how you look in his eyes, and your heart melts. “Okay fine, I'm coming. At least let me use the restroom.”

You trudge slowly through the house, Taehyung's hand around your back. Everyone else except Jin is already seated at the table, apparently waiting for you. Their concern is evident in their eyes, but they seem to be content with Taehyung walking with you, so they remain seated.

You settle down in your chair, which you find has some soft pillows placed on it. You look around the table to find Yoongi looking away as soon as you meet his eyes, cheeks turning just a little pink. You smile to yourself, not saying anything. At that moment, Jin comes from the kitchen, bringing out various dishes and sets them on the table, giving you a comforting smile. You catch a whiff of your favourite dishes: kimchi jjigae, samgyeopsal, japchae, fried chicken, along with a pint of chocolate ice cream. “Oh, Jin, you shouldn't have troubled yourself so much!” Jin just smirked. “What makes you think it’s for you? Maybe I just wanted to cook a nice meal.” You pout at him, which makes him chuckle. “Of course I was joking, Y/N-ie. They were specially made for you.” he says with a comforting smile. You sniff slightly, which didn't go unnoticed. Jin, after sitting next to you, places a hand over your thigh and gives it a soft squeeze as if to say, “You're never alone.” You push back the tears and give him a smile. He heaps a good amount of all the dishes on your plate, handing it to you with a wink. You immediately dig into the food, sighing at how delicious they are. “It's official. I think Jin might be my favourite. He surely knows the way to my heart.” you exclaim, only half-joking. You certainly didn't miss the way his ears turned a bright red, a telltale sign that he is flustered. The others pretend to clutch their chest in offence, and you just laugh at them.

After a wonderfully fulfilling lunch, you settle on the couch once more, only to groan when cramps hit you again. “Aish, why does it hurt so much?” you accidentally voice your thoughts out loud. Yoongi, who hears it, fetches some more pillows to place them around so that you can sit down more comfortably. Before you could tell him to sit with you, he walks off. You sigh softly, knowing that he isn't big on openly showing affection. You're surprised though, when you feel someone tap your shoulder, and turn around to find Yoongi. “Hey.” “Hey yourself.”

“I thought this might help with the pain, so I brought you this.” He hands you a hot water bottle. You smile at him, realising that he'd rather show you his love through his actions rather than just being all lovey-dovey. “Thank you, Yoongi.” You wrap your arms around his neck, at which he turns slightly pink, but he hugs you back all the same. “Can I sit with you for a while?” he asked, rubbing his neck. “I thought you'd never ask.” You pull him down onto the couch, leaning into his side.

A few hours later, after Yoongi left, saying that ‘his affection quota for the day has been deplenished’, you are staring into space, debating whether you should go back to bed, when Namjoon walks into the living room, holding a steaming cup of what seems to be chai, guessing from the aroma wafting towards you. “Hey! How come I'm the one who's sick, yet you're the one who gets chai? So not fair!” you say, giving him sad puppy dog eyes. You definitely didn't expect him to stop before you and hand you the cup. “If you had just waited a moment before jumping to conclusions, Y/N-ah, you would have realised that I made this chai for you!” Your eyes widen. “Are you telling me that, you, Kim Namjoon, cooked something, without setting the entire kitchen on fire?!” “Hey!” he looks chagrined, and gives you a soft punch on your arm. “Is that so hard to believe?” he asks. When you just raise your eyebrows in response, he relents. “Fiiiiine, I might have had a little help, but it was my idea, and I did do most of the work! And anyway, it's the thought that counts, right?” “....riiiight. I do appreciate the chai, though.” You take the cup from his hands and take a small, careful sip. “Ahhhh, you definitely did a good job Joon, I love it.” He flashes you his usual dimpled smile, which never fails to set your heart fluttering. You pat the seat next to you. “Sit with me?” “I will, but there's something I have to take care of first,” he says and walks away. You look after him quizzically, wondering what he could have meant.

Moments later, he returns with a couple of blankets, and your favourite book. He plops down next to you, and you automatically rest your head on his lap. He pulls the blankets around you, wrapping you like a burrito. Once he makes sure you're all settled, he starts reading the book out aloud. As much as you loved reading on your own, listening to Namjoon read, in his comforting voice, is something you never get tired of. He softly plays with your hair, just the way you like it, as he reads through the book. You purr like a content cat, feeling warm and satisfied, slowly falling asleep.

When you wake up, it's late in the evening, and you find yourself sandwiched comfortably between Hobi, on whose shoulder your head is resting, and Jin, who's softly massaging your feet. Yoongi and Namjoon are sprawled on either side of Jin and Hobi respectively, eyes glued to the television, but both their hands behind you. You look down to find Taehyung squished between your legs. I guess he claimed that cuddle after all. Jungkook and Jimin rest on either of your knees, fighting with Tae for space.

You look around at them and your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest because you don't know what you must have done in your previous life to find these seven men. You start sniffling without realising, and before long, tears start streaming down your face. Jin notices and immediately wipes away your tears, looking concerned. “Love, what happened? Does it hurt too much?” The rest of the guys turn towards you immediately, their features etched with worry. “I know you usually avoid pills, Y/N, but do you need some right now? They could help.” Namjoon offers. “Maybe you just need another hot water bottle.” Yoongi moves to go to the kitchen but stops when you grab his wrist. “No, no, I feel good and all, it's not that. I'm just…so happy.”

“Eh? Why are you crying then?” Taehyung asks, confused. You sniff, unable to look at them. “It's just, you guys are so unbelievably sweet and loving! No one has ever taken such good care of me before, especially during my period, so I'm a bit overwhelmed, but in a good way. I just don't know what I did to deserve such amazing and wonderful, not one, but seven boyfriends. I don't even deserve you guys.” you start crying all over again.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Hobi rubs your shoulder soothingly. “Don't ever think that you're not worth all this, okay? You deserve everything, sunshine. You're the most beautiful, gentle, kind and caring person we've met, and frankly, we don't know how you manage to put up with all of our chaos!”

“Yes, Y/N, hyung is right! We are the lucky ones!” Jungkook exclaimed, giving you his doe eyes and bunny smile.

“We love you so much, Y/N-ah. Don't you ever forget that.” says Jimin, as he places a kiss on your thigh.

“I love you guys too. So much. You have no idea how much.”

“Oh, I think we have some idea,” Tae says, giving you his signature wink as you laugh and pull all of them into a huge cuddle. You close your eyes and savour the feeling of being surrounded by your loved ones, and thank your lucky stars for bringing them to you.

what if i told you i loved you? || KTH

synopsis: you and taehyung have been friends for years. you both are close enough to cuddle, give friendly kisses on the cheeks, and hold each other's hands. it's a habit to say 'I miss you' to the other, but of course, not in a romantic way!! at least, that's what you think.

genre: smau (with written parts), fluff, the start of romance

warnings: swearing, romance

pairing: f!reader × taehyung of bts

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'i miss tae...' you thought.

"it's been awhile since i've seen him. maybe I will plan a meetup." you said to yourself. you went to the kitchen to grab a bag of chips, except, there were none. you pouted and slouched your way back to your bedroom. this was not a no-snack day. you needed a snack! you heard a notification. it was taehyung!

taehyung could definitely get you chips! although, you felt bad spending his money on something so useless like a snack. he wouldn't mind... right? 'god.... I really want chips...' you thought. biting your lip in frustration, you decided not to ask for the chips. at least not from tae. but....

you love him? no, you love him like a brother. that's what the lab is for. yeah.. like a brother.

You could never feel anything for Taehyung, he was like your brother. That's what you saw him as. But sometimes you'd wonder if you were just scared. If you were just overthinking what would happen if you gave in to the feelings you try to push away. You've never felt true love from someone who isn't family, before you met Taehyung. He treats you like a princess. You honestly wonder if he likes you. But there's no way. You and Tae are just friends. Right?

he's here. he came into your room, and dropped three bags of churros, and four bags of your favorite chips on your bed. you hugged him as a thank you. that hug soon became a cuddle session. it was normal for friends, right? his warm arms around you. it felt like home, but why? taehyung was not your home. so why did it feel like it? why do you always feel so safe around him?

"alright, I'll get going now. enjoy your chips." he said, pulling away from your embrace. "taehyung, can i talk to you about something?" you asked. be looked at you, and put a confused look on his face. "yeah? what's up?" he asked, sitting back on the bed. "you feel like my home. i always feel so safe around you, and I miss you all the time. I think about you nonstop, and I get a weird feeling in my stomach whenever we cuddle. It's like a knot. I don't know why I feel like this. do you recognize this feeling?" you asked. taehyung was shocked. "y/n, i have a feeling it's love. In question. love is all questions. whether it be platonic or romantic. i love you too, y/n. and I really want to be with you, but I don't want to rush you. take your time. i'll wait as long as I have to. as long as it's you. I only want you, y/n. i'm so glad you're beginning to want me." he said. you were confused. do you love him or do you not? "taehyung, I'm scared. what if us getting together ruins our friendship?" you asked. "i don't think it will. if you want, i can spend more time with you, so you can figure out your feelings. is that okay?" he asked you. stroking your hand softly. you held his hand. "that.. that would be nice." you said. he smiled at you, and you smiled at him.

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this is so rushed

tagging: @haecien 🍬