You Just Cant Help Yourself, Can You?

You Just Can’t Help Yourself, Can You?

25 Days of Christmas Challenge 

Prompt:  Day 18 - Singing Christmas Songs     Day 21 - Prepping food for Christmas Day

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It was late morning, a few days before Christmas, and I was in the kitchen baking a handful of small desserts to take to Taehyung’s family for Christmas Day. Also planning on cooking a dish, Taehyung was currently at the shops picking up some ingredients.

I always needed something playing in the background while I baked, so while I had the house to myself, I decided to blast some Christmas music and sing along. 

“Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree.. for me. I’ve been an awful good girl. Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight..”

I swayed my hips along to the alluring tune, doing a solo performance in the kitchen as the kitchen aid mixed the cake batter. The room was so loud that I failed to hear Taehyung walk through the front door.

“Think of all the fun I've missed.. think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed. Next year I could be just as good, if you'll check off my Christmas list..”

I jumped when an unexpected pair of hands grabbed a hold of my rocking hips, immediately registering the familiar scent of my boyfriend.

Taehyung pressed his body against my back, his fingers gently pressing into my hips, his warm breath against my neck. “Why would you tease me like that jagi..”

His hips were pressed against my own, as he rocked them in time to the suggestive carol. “Oh, I’m the tease am I?” I smirked, a wave of heat and nervousness racing through my body as I felt how turned on he really was.

“Don’t you have some cooking to do?” I questioned, knowing very well I had to get this baking done.

“Mmm. Just dance with me a bit. Please.” I could hear the pout on Taehyung’s face, even when I wasn’t looking at him.

I spun around to face him, as my playlist switched to the next song. Taehyung’s face lit up as a slow version of a All I Want For Christmas Is You came on, he immediately began to sing along.

“I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need.. I don’t care about the presents I underneath the Christmas tree.”

Taehyung’s solid brown eyes bore into my own, a soft smile etched onto his face as he swayed us back and forth around the kitchen. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me close, as my own were held around his neck. It wasn’t long before I joined in with his singing.

“Cause I just want you here tonight, holding on to me so tight.. what more can I do. Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you”

I rested my head against his chest, resulting in him pressing his chin a top my head as he continued to sing. 

“I wish we could just stay like this, forget about the rest of the world” I hummed, as the song came to a finish.

Taehyung pressed a kiss to my hair before tilting my chin up to face him. “Me too, jagi” he smiled, before softly slapping my behind, his smile growing wider.

“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” I chucked.

“I don’t hear any complaints” he teased. 

“You’re family will complain if we don’t bring any food for Christmas!”

“Ah, good point!” Taehyung turned to grab the grocery bag he left on the table and I slapped his behind, resulting in him to jump forward as he ran into the other room. 

“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” he winked.

I shrugged, giggling, as I turned back to my baking. Taehyung soon joined me, the two of us spending the rest of the morning cooking, loudly singing along to Christmas carols, and continuing to flirt with each other. 

Movie Night

25 Days of Christmas Challenge 

Prompt: Day 14 - Watching Christmas Movies

Authors note - short (but sweet) drabble for this prompt :)

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I was sitting on the floor, my back against the couch as I scrolled aimlessly through my phone.

“Wanna watch a movie” Taehyung asked as he made his way over, stepping over me to sit on the couch. He sat with his legs on either side of my body and started softly playing with my hair.

I lent my head back between his legs, trying to look up at him.

“Something Christmassy?” I asked.

“Of course” he rolled his eyes, smiling “it’s a sin to watch anything non-festive during the month of December”

I laughed, appreciating how he loved Christmas time as much as me. I reached to the coffee table in front of me grabbing the remote to scroll through the Christmas section on Netflix. After Taehyung argued against me that Love Actually wasn’t nearly as festive enough, we narrowed our choices down to Elf and The Grinch. 

“They’re both one of my favourites, so you make the decision” I said, unable to choose.

Taehyung placed his hand on his chin, looking past me as he thought hard about the clearly tough debate. His eyes shot back to me, smiling “Elf!” 

“Elf it is” I replied, hitting play.

Taehyung grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up onto the couch next to him. He reached down next to the couch and threw our favourite knitted, grey blanket over the two of us.

We hadn’t settled into the movie long when the sound of tiny paws trotted across the kitchen tiles and into the lounge room. 

“Hi Tan” Taehyung cooed. The little pomeranian stared between us, tilting his head before hopping up on the other end of the couch. He turned in a few circles before curling up against a pillow. Taehyung gave his belly a quick rub before announcing he was grabbing us a drink and some snacks.

I paused the movie as he walked out of the room, and looked over to a relaxing Yeontan. I reached out and gave him a small pet “You comfy there, Tannie?”

Yeontan looked up at me, and quickly stood up to bound over to me. He sat down against my leg, gave a yawn as he stretched out his front legs, before curling up in Taehyung’s spot and falling right back to sleep.

Taehyung’s footsteps shuffled against the carpet as he walked back into the lounge room carrying two glasses of eggnog, and a bowl of popcorn under his arm. He stopped in his tracks when he saw his place was taken,

“Sorry babe, you’ve been replaced” I giggled, petting along Yeontan’s back.

“Tan what the hell?” he laughed, acting offended “are you trying to steal my girlfriend, buddy?”

“He might just be a better cuddler than you, Tae” I teased. 

“I don’t believe that for a second!” Taehyung replied, as he reached down to pick up Yeontan. The small dog squirmed within his hold as Taehyung sat back down next to me. Yeontan jumped out of Taehyung’s hands and scrambled under the blanket, curling back up between the two of us.

“He’s such a jealous boy” Taehyung laughed.

“Just like his owner” I smirked.

“Hey!” Taehyung pouted.

I giggled as I pulled my boyfriend close to be, careful not to squish Yeontan. “You do give the best hugs by the way.”

“Tannie’s got nothing on me” he replied, putting his arm around me and squeezing tight. Taehyung smiled his boxy grin at me, gabbing the bowl of popcorn to place between us, snuggled against each other as we enjoyed the festive film and the sound of Yeontan’s faint snores.

I Love You most through 2am tears

25 Days of Christmas Challenge

Prompt: Day 5 - Christmas Argument

Warnings - language

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“Tae..?” I softy opened the door to his studio seeing he was still hunched over his computer, working on lyrics. It was nearly 11pm, and he had been working all day, only taking a break for dinner - which he ate quickly without saying much, in order to return to his desk. 

“Tae” I repeated “it’s getting late, why don’t you come to bed and rest.”

He threw his head back, groaning “I can’t Y/N, this needs to be done!”

“But you might feel more refreshed tomorrow” I pushed.

“Management needs them by the end of the week and I barely have anything good” he complained, obviously stressed.

“I’m sure what you’ve got is fine, you’re just stressed and overworked. I really thin-”

Taehyung cut me off “I’m stressed because you keep pushing me to come to bed when I’m trying to work!” Annoyance in his voice.

“I’m only pushing because I care about you, and your health” my own voice starting to raise at him.

“If you cared so much about me you’d leave me alone to get this fucking work done then!” 

Taehyung and I had our fair share of couple disputes, but they were usually about trivial things, easily solved with a quick apology and a good cuddle session.

“Maybe if you stop acting like a spoiled brat! You’ve done nothing to help all day!”

“No, I’m just trying to earn money so you can have a good Christmas!” he yelled.

“Which I chose to spend with you, Taehyung! Over my family.”

“Fuck Y/N, then go and spend Christmas with your family! I couldn’t care less.” 

Taehyung’s eyes widened, immediately regretting the words leaving his lips, but the damage was done. Tears began to form in my eyes, and to avoid him seeing me cry I stormed out of his studio, shouting how self-absorbed he was. One part of me wanted to embrace him and help him de-stress, but that was overpowered by how frustrated I was with him. This was the first he had ever really hurt me, and I couldn’t even stand to look at him right now. I eventually fell asleep on top of the bed covers, my eyes heavy from crying. 

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I awoke a few hours later to find that I had been covered with a blanket. I turned to find no Taehyung next to me, but could hear muffled crying downstairs. I swung my legs out of bed, pulling down Taehyung’s shirt, which sat much larger on me. As my bare feet pressed against the carpet, I found him sitting in the lounge, his head in his hands. I sat down next to him, enveloping him into a hug, his head pressed above my chest. 

“I’m sorry jaji” he sniffled, defeated. “You know I didn’t mean a word of what I said.”

“It’s fine baby, we both said things we didn’t mean”

“You know I wouldn’t want to spend Christmas with any one else. I regretted those words as soon as I said them” he sighed. 

“It did really hurt me” I said, causing Taehyung to hang his head, ashamed of what he had said. “But I know you were just frustrated” I soothed, rubbing his arm. 

“It was no excuse for yelling at you though, you only wanted what was best for me. And I knew that”

“I did. But I also shouldn’t have been so insistive when I knew you were stressed. I’m sorry I made it worse. Do you feel any better” I asked 

He nodded “I’m sorry I made you cry yourself to sleep as well. I hate that I was the reason for that.” 

I kissed his tear stained cheek. “If you feel like you’ve got too much pressure on you, you should speak to someone. At least talk to me. Please?” 

“I put the pressure on myself. I wanted these lyrics done before Friday because.. I’ve had flights book for Saturday morning..” 

“To where? What for?” 

“Y/Country”

“Tae..”

“I’m happy we get to spend Christmas with my family, but I also want us to spend time with your family. Maybe have an early Christmas Day with them.” he smiled. “What I said earlier about not caring couldn’t be less true.”

“I can’t believe you did this” I could feel the tears forming in my eyes once again, but this time out of happiness.

“This wasn’t the way I wanted to tell you. It was suppose to be an early Christmas present” he laughed, sighing. “Your parents helped me organise it. We’re staying with them for a week.”

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you” unable to wipe the smile off my face “you truly are the most thoughtful person.” 

Taehyung pulled me onto his lap, and I brushed his wavy hair away from his eyes. He softly pressed his lips against my own. We didn’t need a passionate make out session, we just needed to feel the other person, to know we were there for each other. 

I rested against Taehyung’s chest, as he laid back on the couch. Silence enveloping us in the dimly lit room, allowing us to just be there together.

“Did you finish the lyrics” I asked softly after a while.

“I did actually” he laughed “I think all the emotions I was feeling inspired some creative flow or something.”

“What’s the song about?”

“Us” he smiled.

I didn’t answer, worried our fight had led him to write something negative.

“It’s about how much I hate fighting with you and how depressed I feel when we’re not talking.”

“Can I hear it” I quietly asked.

He grabbed a small pile of paper from the coffee table, I could see areas had been crossed out and written over until the perfect lyric was found. He quietly sang in his soft, deep voice, exactly how he felt, fully vulnerable in front of me. 

I didn’t think it was possible to fall even more in love with him, but here we were on the couch at 2am, the only light coming from the lamp behind us. Both our eyes red from crying, and I had never loved him as much as I did in this moment. 

Hello lovelies! An update to say I’ve finally finished the 25 Days of Christmas Challenge (yes.. it’s March 😳)

I was a little behind during December, but it’s taken me awhile to get this last piece out 😂

Thank you to everyone who’s read and responded to my first collection of work on here, it truly means a lot.

And thank you to @writerofbts for creating and tagging me in this challenge.

You can read my challenge, ‘Christmas with Taehyung’ here 😊💜

Keep Me Warm

25 Days of Christmas Challenge 

Prompt: Day 15 - Building a Snowman Day 17 - Messing Around in the Snow

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“Taehyung!” I shouted, even though morning had just arrived. I had made my way downstairs, our glass kitchen door catching my eye as it revealed our back porch blanketed in white snow. The first snow of this December.

“Whaaat?” I heard a grumpy voice call back, clearly not wanting to get up.

“You have to come see!” I called back.

Bare footsteps made their way down stairs, dragging a sleepy boy with them. His hair was still a mess, as he rubbed his sleep riddled eyes.

“Look” I squealed, pointing to the kitchen door.

Taehyung stared outside until realisation dawned on his sleepy face.

“It’s snowing!” He announced excitedly.

I stood next to him next to the door and looked out at our white garden, the strong wind blowing the snow sideways. “Do you think the storm will settle down and we’ll be able to go outside later?”

“Let’s hope so” Taehyung smiled down at me. “I think a snowball fight is in order” he said, nudging his shoulder into mine.

“Ha! You don’t know what’s coming for you” I teased, going to switch on the kettle and make the two of us a hot drink while enjoying the storm from our warm kitchen.

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The storm began settling throughout late morning, and after lunch it looked as if it had finally passed. Taehyung and I stopped the movie we were watching, to rush upstairs and put warm clothes on.

Taehyung pulled open to kitchen door, both gasping as we were met with the lingering freeze in the air. I run passed him outside, bending my knees to feel the snow in my glove covered hands. I squealed out suddenly as a heavy force banged against my body, pulling me onto the cold ground, Taehyung’s loud laugh in my ears.

“Tae! You’re such an ass!” I yelled, laughing, his grip tightly around my waist. 

“Maybe. But it’s an ass you love” he smirked, winking.

I couldn’t help but laugh, playfully rolling my eyes. He was right, and he bloody knew it.

“Let’s build a snowman” Taehyung suddenly announced, as he pulled me up from the wet ground. 

I giggled at him, reaching up to brush snow from his cheek. “Good idea.”

Having experienced many more snow days and trips than myself, Taehyung taught me how to build a snowman. We rolled up mounds of snow for the body, stacking it on top of each other until we had three spheres of snow ready to decorate. 

“I’ll go inside and get a carrot” I said, as Taehyung searched the garden for any rocks to use as facial features.

I was about to open the door, carrot in hand, when I noticed Taehyung was focused on perfecting the shape of the snowman. The perfect opportunity for attack. I slowly and quietly slid the door open and knelt down to the ground to form my weapon quickly. 

“Gotcha!” I shouted, as I hurled the snowball towards Taehyung, smacking him in the shoulder. 

He shouted out in surprise, my gloves covering my mouth as I laughed. He looked at me in utter betrayal, before a cheeky grin appeared on his face. He bent down to form a snowball in his hands.

“No!” I shrieked, as the ball of snow hit me in the arm, Taehyung laughing at my reaction.

“Oh-ho you are dead, Kim Taehyung!”

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We spent a good portion of the afternoon messing around in the snow together, finally deciding to come inside when the sun started to disappear and the cold was no longer bearable. Taehyung and I walked back inside, the two of us wet and shivering from being covered in snow. I took off my gloves and beanie, chucking them on the kitchen table only to be greeted by a pair of hands snaking around my waist.

Taehyung hummed into my ear “you know what I could really go for right about now? One of your relaxing hot baths.”

I raised my hand against his cheek “I’ll go run you one now.” I said, his boxy grin forming a reply.

I ran the tap until the perfectly warm temperature was met, pouring in some scented bubble bath and adding a soothing bath bomb. While the bath filled, I lit the candles on the side, as well as a few placed near the sink. Once I was happy with the level of the water, I placed a towel on the bench and turned off the lights.

I didn’t need to call for Taehyung as he was already waiting against the door frame, a satisfied smile sat on his face.

“There you go, love. I’ll have a shower while you’re in there so I can warm up too.” I began to walk when he moved in the door frame, blocking my way.

“You’re not going to join me” Taehyung smirked “seems like a waste otherwise.”

My stomach began to flutter at his forwardness, the heat already returning to my face. “Well, I would hate to pass up an offer like that” I smiled, struggling to keep eye contact.

Taehyung wasted no time removing his clothes, myself following his lead and doing the same. There was a different tension present. More intimate and vulnerable than sexual. We had slept together plenty of times, but there was something different about being exposed to each other this way. Once we were fully undressed, Taehyung walked passed me into the dimly lit bathroom and dipped his hand in to test the water. I stood behind him as he slipped into the water, and fully emerged into the bubbles.

He turned to me and smiled, beckoning me to join him. I lightly stepped into the warm bath and began to sit facing him, only to have him hold out one arm towards me and pat his chest with the other. I shuffled in the water to move to sit between his legs, my back pressed against his bare chest. I would never get used to how beautiful he looked in any situation. His cheeks were flushed pink and the hair covering his forehead was already beginning to become damp from the condensation.

He gently rubbed his hands up and down my thighs, and I immediately closed my eyes, humming in satisfaction. I didn’t know what was making me hotter, the temperature of the water or our naked bodies pressed together.

I rested my head back on his shoulder. His deep voice vibrated against me “we should definitely do this more often.”

And I couldn’t agree more. 

Thanks so much to everyone who has followed this blog so far! 💜 Your likes, reblogs and comments mean so much! I made this blog at the end of last year as lover of BTS and writing, and wanted it to be my creative outlet, and I already love the community it has opened me up to.

I have a list of prompts, and will try and write as much as a can. However, I am doing my Honours at uni this year, so I don’t know how frequent I’ll be able to update. Lack of motivation to write and perfectionism is also a downfall for me 😅