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snowman (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: taehyung x gn!reader, domestic au, just one of those days when taebear needs a bit of cheering up from his love, loads of cuddles, mentions of illness for yeontan :( hope he gets better.

genre: angst, fluffy ending!

words: 962 words

a/n: happie taehyung day~

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Taehyung opens his eyes to the sound of plates and cutlery being placed on the kitchen counter, noisy but sounds like you're home. Still, he reaches his hand out to your side of the bed, just to get a bit of warmth. Seems like he has to get up and face another pointless and unproductive day. "having a vacation means getting pointless and unproductive days, taetae" you had said one night, when he was two glasses of wine tipsy and blurted out the annoying side effect of a small hiatus. He accepted it grudgingly, wanting to go back to the blissful time he had in Hawaii with his parents and you. You haven't opened the curtains, both of you not extremely fond of the morning sunshine and Taehyung is grateful for that. He can see, through a sliver in the curtains, that it's a gray day. He ruffles his hair and gets up, a feeling of dread passing through him . He hates it when that happens, a sign that the day would be one he would hate.

"pancakes, blueberries, honey..." you mumble, as you go through the spread you've laid out on the table. You feel like you're forgetting something when a furry being noses your knee, trying to get in on the goodies. "i filled your bowl, tannie" you pick him up and hold him close. Yeontan yaps, clearly wanting your attention since his dad isn't there. "hot chocolate!" you hurriedly put Yeontan in his playpen and get the chocolate mix for the drink. You make the drinks quickly, wanting everything to be ready before Taehyung wakes up.

Taehyung fluffs up the pillow and puts it next to yours and arranges the bed, eager to eat the delicious food he could smell wafting from the kitchen. If there's one thing to look forward in the holidays, it was your soul food. He walks out of the bedroom and is greeted by his personal Rudolph, "good morning to you too, Tan" Taehyung picks him up and walks to the kitchen, which now looked like winter wonderland. It looked like you woke up early to decorate your kitchen and somehow not burn it down all at the same time. It's messy but it's the way he likes it. He marvels at the treats spread out on the counter and looks at you, carefully placing marshmellows on cups filled with hot chocolate to the brim. Not wanting to scare you in your element, he walks to you slowly and puts his head on your shoulder. "he escaped the playpen, again?" Taehyung laughs and you smile as you glance at the squirming ball of fur in his arms. "he seems to like running around now," you take Yeontan and look at Taehyung, "but he needs his rest hmm? I'll give him his meds and you start on breakfast, okay?" He nods and sits, mood down again. Yeontan was his baby and hated seeing him in pain. You were there when Taehyung cried in your arms, fearful for his pupper's health. You stroked his hair and wiped his tears, promising him that Tannie would be alright, even though you didn't know what would happen and had cried in secret. Taehyung watches you fondly, as you give Yeontan his meds and settle him in his bed. He admired everything you did for the both of them, even if it meant ignoring your own needs. Tears fill his eyes as he feels sorry for dumping his emotional baggage on you, hating the way he was dependent on you for everything. He doesn't realize he's crying until he feels your thumbs wiping away his tears. "happy birthday, sweetheart" you kiss his forehead and pull him close. He rests his head on your chest, "don't feel like eating" you stroke his hair, "eat whenever you want, tae but I'm making sure you eat." he puts his arms around you, wanting more of the warmth he missed in the morning. "we could just spend the day lazing around on the couch," you offer and pull back ever so slightly, so you can see his response. He nods, eager to cuddle and spend the day in your arms. You smile and pull him to the couch, sitting and stretching out your arms. He falls on you, giggling when hears you let out a quiet "oof" and hugs you tightly, not wanting to let go. "I'm never leaving, just so you know" you say as if you read his mind. At this point, he's convinced you can, somehow always fulfilling his whims and fancies. He lays his head on your chest and looks out the balcony, overlooking a fantastic view. He's admiring the view when he sees, "did you try to make snow figures of the three of us?" he asks, looking up at your pink cheeked face. He knows you'll tell him later it was the cold but he knows it's because he caught your sentimental feelings of the three of you. "it's a little family," you admit, blushing as you explain the deep concept behind the simple snow figurines. "the freezing snow depicts the terrible feelings the three of us have been keeping pent up inside. but do you know what happens to snow eventually? it-" "melts." he puts his head back on your chest, dabbing at his eyes so that the tears don't fall out. How could you possibly make melting snow even more beautiful? "I love you" you say, hoping he accepts the simple gifts you gave for his birthday. He holds you tighter when you say the simple yet intimate expression of affection. "I love you" he says back, feeling the troublesome dread he felt in the morning, melting away like the snow people outside in his balcony.

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ask me anything~

snowman (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: taehyung x gn!reader, domestic au, just one of those days when taebear needs a bit of cheering up from his love, loads of cuddles, mentions of illness for yeontan :( hope he gets better.

genre: angst, fluffy ending!

words: 962 words

a/n: happie taehyung day~

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Taehyung opens his eyes to the sound of plates and cutlery being placed on the kitchen counter, noisy but sounds like you're home. Still, he reaches his hand out to your side of the bed, just to get a bit of warmth. Seems like he has to get up and face another pointless and unproductive day. "having a vacation means getting pointless and unproductive days, taetae" you had said one night, when he was two glasses of wine tipsy and blurted out the annoying side effect of a small hiatus. He accepted it grudgingly, wanting to go back to the blissful time he had in Hawaii with his parents and you. You haven't opened the curtains, both of you not extremely fond of the morning sunshine and Taehyung is grateful for that. He can see, through a sliver in the curtains, that it's a gray day. He ruffles his hair and gets up, a feeling of dread passing through him . He hates it when that happens, a sign that the day would be one he would hate.

"pancakes, blueberries, honey..." you mumble, as you go through the spread you've laid out on the table. You feel like you're forgetting something when a furry being noses your knee, trying to get in on the goodies. "i filled your bowl, tannie" you pick him up and hold him close. Yeontan yaps, clearly wanting your attention since his dad isn't there. "hot chocolate!" you hurriedly put Yeontan in his playpen and get the chocolate mix for the drink. You make the drinks quickly, wanting everything to be ready before Taehyung wakes up.

Taehyung fluffs up the pillow and puts it next to yours and arranges the bed, eager to eat the delicious food he could smell wafting from the kitchen. If there's one thing to look forward in the holidays, it was your soul food. He walks out of the bedroom and is greeted by his personal Rudolph, "good morning to you too, Tan" Taehyung picks him up and walks to the kitchen, which now looked like winter wonderland. It looked like you woke up early to decorate your kitchen and somehow not burn it down all at the same time. It's messy but it's the way he likes it. He marvels at the treats spread out on the counter and looks at you, carefully placing marshmellows on cups filled with hot chocolate to the brim. Not wanting to scare you in your element, he walks to you slowly and puts his head on your shoulder. "he escaped the playpen, again?" Taehyung laughs and you smile as you glance at the squirming ball of fur in his arms. "he seems to like running around now," you take Yeontan and look at Taehyung, "but he needs his rest hmm? I'll give him his meds and you start on breakfast, okay?" He nods and sits, mood down again. Yeontan was his baby and hated seeing him in pain. You were there when Taehyung cried in your arms, fearful for his pupper's health. You stroked his hair and wiped his tears, promising him that Tannie would be alright, even though you didn't know what would happen and had cried in secret. Taehyung watches you fondly, as you give Yeontan his meds and settle him in his bed. He admired everything you did for the both of them, even if it meant ignoring your own needs. Tears fill his eyes as he feels sorry for dumping his emotional baggage on you, hating the way he was dependent on you for everything. He doesn't realize he's crying until he feels your thumbs wiping away his tears. "happy birthday, sweetheart" you kiss his forehead and pull him close. He rests his head on your chest, "don't feel like eating" you stroke his hair, "eat whenever you want, tae but I'm making sure you eat." he puts his arms around you, wanting more of the warmth he missed in the morning. "we could just spend the day lazing around on the couch," you offer and pull back ever so slightly, so you can see his response. He nods, eager to cuddle and spend the day in your arms. You smile and pull him to the couch, sitting and stretching out your arms. He falls on you, giggling when hears you let out a quiet "oof" and hugs you tightly, not wanting to let go. "I'm never leaving, just so you know" you say as if you read his mind. At this point, he's convinced you can, somehow always fulfilling his whims and fancies. He lays his head on your chest and looks out the balcony, overlooking a fantastic view. He's admiring the view when he sees, "did you try to make snow figures of the three of us?" he asks, looking up at your pink cheeked face. He knows you'll tell him later it was the cold but he knows it's because he caught your sentimental feelings of the three of you. "it's a little family," you admit, blushing as you explain the deep concept behind the simple snow figurines. "the freezing snow depicts the terrible feelings the three of us have been keeping pent up inside. but do you know what happens to snow eventually? it-" "melts." he puts his head back on your chest, dabbing at his eyes so that the tears don't fall out. How could you possibly make melting snow even more beautiful? "I love you" you say, hoping he accepts the simple gifts you gave for his birthday. He holds you tighter when you say the simple yet intimate expression of affection. "I love you" he says back, feeling the troublesome dread he felt in the morning, melting away like the snow people outside in his balcony.

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ask me anything~

the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort

genre: slight angst, fluff

words: 750 words

a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.

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"it's been a while."

It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.

Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.

While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.

Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea. 

What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."

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m.list

the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort

genre: slight angst, fluff

words: 750 words

a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.

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"it's been a while."

It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.

Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.

While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.

Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea. 

What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."

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m.list

the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort

genre: slight angst, fluff

words: 750 words

a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.

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"it's been a while."

It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.

Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.

While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.

Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea. 

What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."

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m.list

the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort

genre: slight angst, fluff

words: 750 words

a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.

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"it's been a while."

It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.

Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.

While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.

Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea. 

What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."

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could you do #9.) and #13.) with taehyung please 💜

precious (k.taehyung x reader)

warnings/tags: shyboy!college!taehyung x popular!female!reader, tae heard rumors and he's insecure :( reader wants to beat up whoever put bs in her bby's head, they're very much in love dw

genre: slight angst, fluff

words: 654 words

a/n: hello there anonie! hope this turns out the way you wanted~ the prompts are "look, I'm wearing your clothes. I'm living with you. I've left everything behind to be with you." and "after everything we've been through, you still think I don't trust you?" and it's from this list!

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You're having some quiet time with your boyfriend in the library, him helping you with your essay and you giving him new book recommendations. The thing is, it's too quiet. You know you're in a library but you're alone and it's Taehyung's favourite place. Said man is pages deep in Dan Brown's Inferno and is purposely avoiding your eyes. You close your books and put your stationary meticulously into their designated place and get up. "you're leaving already?" Taehyung follows you and picks his bag up and closes the book, his soft gaze on you. "oh, so now you speak?" Taehyung's confused face irritates you, "it's a library, baby? are we not supposed to keep quiet?" Taehyung chuckles at his retort but finds no trace of humour on your face. You shake your head and walk out, clearly not interested. He runs after you, "wait, baby hold up!" You stop and look at him, "let's go back to our place, come on, we'll talk there" Taehyung takes your hand and stands infront of you, "please?" You sigh internally, anyone who would refuse those soft and puppy-like eyes clearly didn't have a heart.

You've never raised at your voice at Taehyung and he hasn't done the same to you. You thought you both would never do that, that being too much for the both of you, preferring to talk it out in hushed tones. Contrary to your belief, you feel rather exhilarated, shouting out your frustrations of the week and how Taehyung's behaviour was just adding into it. He was equally enraged, finding it ridiculous that you were putting your bad week's reason on him and that you didn't have to go through daily taunts of being teased as the popular girl's plaything and had blurted out that he even contemplated breaking up with you, not able withstand the cruel words and wondered if you were even putting in efforts for your relationship. You were shocked to say the least, "well, clearly you didn't know that I gotten a really good exchange program overseas and I left that excellent opportunity just to be with you!"

Taehyung's wide-eyed gaze pierces you, regretting spitting it out of the blue. "you were supposed to leave?" he whispers out. You sigh and get up from the couch, "wait, talk to me, please y/n" he gets up and follows you, pulling you back by your arm. "talk more? we talked and look where we are now" you say sourly, looking at him with regret. Taehyung's sorry gaze bores into you. You look at him, straight into his eyes, "look, I'm wearing your clothes. I'm living with you. I've left everything behind to be with you." Taehyung takes your hand quietly and intertwines your fingers and lifts it slightly, fiddling with the promise ring on your finger. "i didn't say that to make you feel guilty, tae" you lift his head so he's looking at you, "after everything we've been through, you still think I don't trust you?" Taehyung shakes his head instantly and leans his forehead on yours, his fluffy hair tickling your forehead, "it's nothing like that. if anything, i love you more after this, for some unknown reason." You know the reason. Taehyung's never had someone sacrifice something so precious to them just for him. You untangle your hand gently and hold his cheeks, "I love you too, I don't know who fed you that bullshit but I chose to be with you. I love you and I'm never leaving, no matter the circumstances." you say firmly. Taehyung finds place on your shoulder, hugging you tightly, "I'm sorry, baby-" "none of that. all you have to tell me was who I gotta beat up" you say playfully but actually meaning the words. "none of that," Taehyung copies you, "you being here is more than enough for me." "anything for my precious baby," feeling Taehyung smile into your neck.

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