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byeoltoyuki · 5 years

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PROMISE ⇾ KTH

↳Pairing : You x Taehyung

Genre : Fluff / Angst / bestfriends to lovers

Words: +12k

Summary : Maybe you loved him a little too much. And maybe he loved you a little too much too.

A/N : thank you my lovely cutie pie @virgin-snow for the moodboard *-*

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Tae 👀

[10:30pm]

I'm horny.

You

[10:31pm]

How is it my problem?

Tae 👀

[10:32pm]

You're my best friend.

You

[10:32pm]

So is Jimin. 💁‍♀️

Tae 👀

[10:34pm]

Yeah but he can't suck my dick. 👀

You

[10:34pm]

Says who?

Tae 👀

[10:35pm]

Y/N! Come on !

You rolled your eyes at his desperate attempt to make you change your mind. Taehyung would never change. It was always the same, whenever he drank too much he would get horny and half of the time -or at least for the past year, he decided that you were the best choice in term of person to fuck. You said 'no' every single time and yet he never stopped trying.

Tae 👀

[10:45pm]

You can't let me suffer like that!

You

[10:46pm]

Are you drunk?

Tae 👀

[10:47m]

No.

Tae 👀

[10:47m]

Yet.

You

[10:49pm]

Then go and get yourself a girl! I'm having a party on my own!

Tae 👀

[10:51m]

What?

You

[10:52pm]

I'm finally watching The Order. So leave me alone.

Tae 👀

[10:54m]

Our friendship is cancelled. How dare you watch it without me???

You laughed at his empty threat. How many times did he threaten to cancel your friendship? You stopped counting after you realized -long ago, that Kim Taehyung was a huge drama queen and you could do nothing about it except ignore him -which meant that you would get another threat soon or later.

Taehyung wasn't always like that. At the beginning, when you first met, you were both six and Taehyung happened to be your new neighbor and the shyest little boy you had ever met. He was sitting by his house's door, looking moody and a tiny bit sad which made you look at him twice. You never liked people being all by themselves and you liked it even less when they looked so sad, that's why you approached his house without hesitation, stretching your hand to him.

"Hi. I'm Y/N and I'm your neighbor! Let's be friend?" You had beamed at him, completely unfazed by his lack of reaction.

Taehyung at six looked absolutely adorable with his chubby, totally squish-able cheeks, pretty eyes, pretty lips and a little long bangs that was half covering his eyes. Even at six you already felt the urge to squish his cheeks but of course you restrained yourself since you had only met him.

Taehyung stared at your outstretched hand, his eyes slowly darting back and forth between your hand and your smile, completely taken aback. It wasn't the first time that he saw you, but he never expected you to just approach him so straightforwardly.

"I promise, my hand doesn't bite." You joked at his hesitation and wiggle playfully your hand to prove your point.

"I know!" He replied embarrassed, his cheeks slowly turning pink. "I just-" Taehyung was stuttering and more he tried to explain himself and more embarrassed he felt. His eyes looked back at you as he heard your giggle. He wanted to snap back, thinking that you were making fun of him, instead he averted his eyes and looked at his feet instead.

"I'm Kim Taehyung." He muttered so lowly you could barely catch him.

But you did and you beamed happily at him, grabbing his hand and shaking it. He yelped, taken aback by how easily you touched him and how strong your grip was for a girl. But this simple touch was enough for him to believe that it was the beginning of a long adventure.

And it was truly the case.

Taehyung grew from being your neighbor friend to your classmate, to your best friend, not to say a kind of soulmate. You grew inseparable and through your friendship, your parents became friends too, spending most of your weekends together and even going on holidays too.

But sometimes you and Taehyung were too close and too much, making people doubt the nature of your relationship. No matter how many times you explained that you were best friend, sometimes it was hard to believe. However, you couldn't blame them seeing how your own parents had their own shares of doubt. Especially when your parents found Taehyung sleeping peacefully in your bed, with you, when you were just sixteen. It was the first and last time your parents had yelled -and pulled at his ear. Both parents took a whole hour of yelling and scolding Taehyung -and you, telling him how he couldn't do that, not anymore. Taehyung and you had listened.

Two days later he was back in your bed.

Taehyung and you were different in so many ways but somehow you clicked.

Taehyung became terribly famous during his high school years, all eyes were on him and it didn't get better with college. He was famous, funny, loud, weird and terribly attractive. He knew it all and took advantage of it, earning himself quite a reputation. And somehow you ended up with a reputation too. You were known as the girl Taehyung cared about and that most suspected being his girlfriend. Some really believed it, pitying you since Taehyung was always messing around. It made you laugh every single time. But after a while you gave up explaining and just let people believe whatever they wanted.

Tae 👀

[11:00pm]

You're a meanie :'(

You

[11:01pm]

Yeah, i love you too, douchebag.

At least someone was ready to slap some senses in Taehyung's thick head. It was well known that nobody except you could convince him to do something against his will, and there was definitely only you who wouldn't hesitate a single second to slap his pretty face if he was being too loud or annoying. But despite all that, you adored him, maybe a little more than you should. But that he didn't need to know.

Chimmy 🧡

[11:10pm]

I hate you.

You

[11:10pm]

What did I do this time?

Chimmy 🧡

[11:11pm]

Taehyung asked me for a blowjob.

You

[11:11pm]

Now that's interesting! 👀 And you said no? Why?

Chimmy 🧡

[11:11pm]

….

Chimmy 🧡

[11:12pm]

Now I know why you two get along. I still hate you.

You

[11:12pm]

Please don't! I love youuuuuuuuu. Chimmmmmm 💔

Chimmy 🧡

[11:14pm]

🤦‍♂️

You almost felt bad for Jimin -you had absolutely no problem to imagine how hard it must be to deal with a drunk and horny Taehyung.

****

When you woke up the next morning, something rather heavy was attached to you, or should you say someone: Taehyung was hugging you, his legs intertwined with yours, and his arm was tightly wrapped around your waist. You didn't need to check if it was really him -and not some creep that got inside your room in the middle of the night, you just knew it was him. You knew it was Taehyung by the way he held you tightly, by the way his warm breath tickled your neck, by the way his cologne spread all around your room. Taehyung was warm and soft and safe and just for that you pressed your back a little harder against him, ready to go back to sleep.

"Y/N! Breakfast is ready!" Your mom screamed from downstairs, making you groan and hid your face further in your blanket. "And don't even think about going back to sleep!" Maybe your mom knew it all too well. "And wake Taehyung up too!" And maybe she knew Taehyung even better.

You smiled at her words, your eyes still shut tightly, you just wanted to go back to sleep. However, Taehyung's low chuckle woke you up for good. You wiggled in his arms, putting some space between your bodies as you turned to face him. You internally groaned at how handsome he looked despite being only half awake with his eyes half closed and his hair messy. It shouldn't be allowed to look that good after a probably rough party. But Kim Taehyung was a rather weird human.

"Morning sleepy head." You couldn't help but reach for his fluffy hair and run your fingers through them. Even after years of knowing each other, you still couldn't resist the temptation -not like Taehyung minded anyway. He leaned further into your touch, he closed his eyes and pushed you closer against him, throwing a leg over you as a soft moan escaped his lips.

"What a cute puppy." You cooed

"A puppy can bite too."

"I'd love to see that."

And maybe you knew that provoking Taehyung was not very wise of you but maybe you didn't want to get up yet. With a blink of an eye he had his lips on your arm, his eyes staring back at you -not so sleepy anymore, and he bit softly on your skin, not enough to actually hurt you but enough to make you wince and kick his leg in response.

"I warned you!" He playfully said while he gently rubbed with his thumb the spot he had bitten. "You knew it would happen."

You did but your ego refused to admit it out loud which resulted in you rolling your eyes at him and kicking his legs one more time.

"See. It means I'm right."

"Yeah, yeah. Get up or I'm going to kick you out of my bed."

"But Y/N!" Taehyung whined and tried pulling you back against him and probably fall back to sleep. No matter how tempting the promise of sleeping was, you dodged his arms and jumped out of the bed, letting out a proud 'aha'.

"Come on!" You urged him before using your secret card, a card you knew Taehyung would never ignore. "Or I'm going to eat your share of mom's pancakes."

"Don't you fucking dare, Y/N!!" He yelled from the bed, trying to get up but somehow his limbs got messed up in your sheets which resulted in him half falling on the floor and you bursting into laughter. "I hate you."

"No you don't. Now come on big baby, let's have breakfast." You smiled fondly at him and stretched your hand to help him to get up.

*****

"Sweet Lord !" Your mom exclaimed at Taehyung. "You look-"

"Dashing? Magnificent? As handsome as ever?" He cut her right in the middle, grinning like a child at her, which earned him a nudge in the ribs from you.

"Don't answer that, Mom. Don't flatter his ego. Have you seen how big his head is already?" You trotted past him and went straight to your place beside your dad, your plate and coffee already waiting for you. "Hi dad."

"Hey! Rude." Taehyung protested, pouting, and without a doubt ready to throw a tantrum as if he was six again. Sometimes you did wonder how old Taehyung really was.

"Auntie. Please tell your daughter that she's an awful friend !" Taehyung grabbed your mother's hands expectantly and doing his best puppy face that your mother had always a hard time resisting. Just like right now, she inhaled and closed momentarily her eyes before glancing your way. You knew exactly what thoughts ran through her head.

"I can't believe you're still fighting like that." Your father chuckled at your antics as he shook his head in amusement.

"Excuse me but he's the one who had interrupted my precious and peaceful sleep in the middle of the night." You defended your honor as best as you could -which was a rather hard task seeing how your mother was slowly succumbing to Taehyung's eyes. You knew all too well that it was a lost cause.

"You're the one who gave him the spare key though." Your mom stated, winking at Taehyung as she sided with him.

I let an outraged scoff out as Taehyung stuck his tongue at you. Winning against you in your own house, within your family.

What a shame.

But Taehyung didn’t mind you being supposedly upset with him, he sat next to you and nudged your arm playfully few times while muttering a ‘you know I like you’. You huffed one more time but this time just for the sake of looking angry a little bit longer but you did the terrible mistake to look at him. How could you possibly stay mad at him when he was smiling so brightly and fondly at you? It was the sight that not many people witness. To most Taehyung was just a womanizer and a popular boy, nothing else. But to you and to his closest friends, he was the sweetest, most loyal and caring person ever and you had to admit that you didn’t want them to find out this side of him. The happiness on his face awoke the butterflies in your stomach and you couldn’t help but sigh in defeat and lean closer to him.

“You win this round.” You admitted defeat

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and crushed you against him, ruffling your hair –knowing all too well that you would squirm and yell at him. “I always win.”

“Kids.” You could hear your mom’s desperate mumbling as she walked past you. You, however, looked at each other before giggling, feeling like you were ten again.

“They’re impossible, aren’t they?” Your mom told your father

And you could only approve.

****

"You should have come with me to the party." Taehyung shoved you playfully as you walked down the street. You could have taken the bus or Taehyung's car but somehow seeing how the weather was nice, walking twenty minutes seemed to be a rather better choice. "Jungkook was there. I'm sure he wouldn't have mind seeing you."

"What?" You asked incredulous, glancing his way. You had a mild idea of why Taehyung had suddenly brought Jungkook in the conversation but it still felt a tiny bit weird.

"He asked about you." He clambered without looking you, without noticing that you had stopped in your track. "Maybe you should think about dating him? He's a good guy."

You stared at Taehyung, pondering on his words, pondering on how you were supposed to react. You regretted almost instantly telling him one night that you found Jungkook hot -but then again, it was the truth and nobody could deny it. But you couldn't comprehend what in his thick head made him think that you would want to suddenly date the boy. Yes, Jungkook was nice and funny -and strong you had to admit, and despite being good looking he wasn't screwing around -not like Taehyung at least but it didn't mean you wanted to start something with him. Taehyung just happened to be too noisy for his own good.

"You should-" Taehyung started, his head half turned to you only to realize that you were no longer walking by his side. He stopped abruptly and turned around, frowning at you. "What are you doing?" He blinked confused as he stared at you.

"What makes you think that I want to date him?" You finally asked and resumed your walking. "And please don't tell me you assumed it because of that night."

"Well. You did say he was hot?"

You almost wanted to laugh at how genuinely confused and upset Taehyung looked, like a kicked puppy. It seemed that according to Taehyung's logic if you found a guy or hot for that matter it meant only one thing.

"So is Jimin. You don't go asking if I want to date him."

"Because he's our best friend."

"No. He's your best friend as far as I'm concerned. I'm pretty sure he considers me as a nice person to hung out around." You glared at him. "And someone who can tolerate you."

"Bullshit."

"No. I'm serious. Ask him. You just live in your happy bubble when you're with us."

By the way Taehyung's frown deepened you knew it was a waste of time to try to explain, he was too stubborn and sometimes a little bit blind. "You're hot too." At first, you said those words to shut him up -and prove a point but then you realized that you really meant it. But it did it work; Taehyung shut up for a moment.

"You think so?"

You groaned in despair as he smirked at his own words, of course he knew he was hot and you refused to stroke his ego any further, instead you smacked his arm hard enough for him to wince and take two steps from you.

"I'm not talking to you anymore." You mumbled and walked past him, huffing and sounding upset without really being.

Taehyung was dumb and a tiny bit arrogant but just enough you could tolerate. And he was your dumbass after all. You smiled at this thought while Taehyung called for you, running after you.

*****

Taehyung happened not to be the only annoying friend in your surrounding. Actually, at some point all your friends were annoying and lousy but that was definitely what made their charms and why you loved them to death -and probably because you were a tiny bit annoying yourself too. So when Byul slumped at the empty chair beside you in the library you knew she was up to no good, especially not when she wiggled her brows playfully at you. Byul was that friend that despite her angelic features -and God knew how many fell in her trap, was actually a little devil in disguise that knew just when to hit you. And in that right moment, you braced yourself for what she had in store for you.

"Okay, what's up?" You asked unable to hide your nervousness which of course didn't go unnoticed by Byul whose grin only widened. She loved seeing you squirm under her eyes.

"So I know you and Tae had been friends for years-" Byul barely started her sentence and you knew straight away where this was heading. You couldn't believe you were having this conversation after all this time.

"I can't believe you're talking about this again." You groaned in frustration and actually slammed your head on your book, closing your eyes for a moment. "Please. Don't. "

"Taehyung spent like the whole two hours staring at you." She completely disregarded your protests and finished her thoughts.

You rolled your eyes at her. You had to give it to Byul, she was even more stubborn than you and nothing and nobody could stop her once she had settled her mind on something, in this case you and Taehyung being definitely more than friends. She had spent the past six months pestering you about the subject, analysing every moves, every lingering looks and whatsoever to argument. But maybe there was a tiny -or even huge, part of fault in you; in your drunken mind you had judged wise to share with her that maybe you did feel something terribly different than friendship for Taehyung. It was your biggest mistake and you regretted it till today.

"Don't give me your usual speech." Byul said before you could start giving her a number of reasons of why she didn't make sense. "You guys would be so cute together." You were tempted to just ignore her but then she quickly added "and he would stop whoring around."

You snorted at that. The day Taehyung would stop messing around pigs would fly.

"Then what about Jungkook?" Byul asked

You bit on your lips as a groan threatened to leave your lips. There were by now two subjects that had the habit to piss you off; first being the conversation about your relationship with Taehyung and secondly it was definitely about Jungkook. "What about him?"

"Tae thinks you're crushing on him."

“It appears so.”

“And is it true?”

“Are you really asking me that?”

“Never know with you.” She shrugged

****

You weren’t fond of parties and especially not of the crowded one but from time to time you couldn’t say no –for the sake of your peaceful life. 1. Byul would bug you in class, by messages and every minutes of your life and it could get quite overwhelming. 2. Taehyung would whine too.

Byul bae

[3:23pm]

You’re coming to Jin’s party right?

You

[3:23pm]

No?

Byul bae

[3:24pm]

Try again.

You

[3:24pm]

It’s still a no. I’m not going. I’m having a date with my bed.

Byul bae

[3:25pm]

No you’re not. You’re coming with me!

Tae 👀

[3:26]

You’re coming to this paaaaarty babe!

It could go for hours, both Byul and Taehyung scheming against you until you would say ‘yes’ which you eventually did for your own sanity.

Jin’s parties were usually huge, half of the campus would go whenever they were invited or not. You missed the time when it would be only your group of friends all together watching movies and playing different kinds of games through the night. It was the good old time. However the parties nowadays were all about getting wasted, hooking up, nothing that was your cup of tea. But you accepted to come anyway, striking a deal with Byul, ‘you go but she keeps you company’, a deal that was worthless since the moment Byul spotted the man with the most beautiful smile in the world, she forgot all about the deal and left you alone.

It was tempting to sulk in the corner of the room, but instead you chose to drink quietly your beer and watching people come and go. Some stroke up a conversation with you that never lasted for more than ten minutes, some simply acknowledged your presence with a nod and some just ignored you.

You spotted Byul and Hoseok talking, Byul leaning closely, her arm brushing against his and she giggled at whatever he was telling –Hoseok always had a funny story to share. Taehyung, on the other hand had completely vanished from your radar but you knew him enough to know that it was for the best.

You walked past people, dodging some who were dancing in the middle of the room, protecting your beer from spilling on yourself or on the floor. You were cautious as always, but apparently not enough as while turning around you bumped straight into a toned chest that belonged to no other than the host of the party: Jin.

"Careful there." His arm instantly wrapped around you to prevent you from stumbling. It was only when he was sure that there was no risk for you or for his shirt -mainly for his shirt, that he actually looked at you. "Oh! Y/N! Long time no see!"

"Hi Jin." You took a step back to put some space between your bodies.

"I must say, I'm surprised to see you at my party. Not like I don't like it or-"

"I know. But you should know Tae and Byul, they don't take no for an answer."

Jin laughed, clapping his hands wildly, being just as loud as you remembered him being. Before you could even think of anything to say, Jin went straight for a hug, crushing your body against his -you managed to push your beer away from your bodies just on time.

"It's good to see you." He patted your head softly making you only smile into his chest. Yeah I missed it too.

"Enjoy your night, Y/N."

*****

The music was blasting, buzzing in your ears, echoing with your heartbeats. You were almost tempted to join the dancing people but you didn't have enough alcohol in your system for that. You chose, instead, to sit in the middle of the stairs, with your beer, having a perfect view from up there of the room.

But you weren’t left alone for long.

It was long past eleven when you spotted a very familiar boy with beautiful doe-eyes, wearing some simple black jeans, black shirt that suited him all too well. As soon as he caught you staring, a proud smirk spread on his lips and you knew right away that he wouldn’t leave you alone so easily. And truth to be told you didn’t want him either way.

"Hi beautiful." Jungkook climbed the stairs till he was three steps below you, huge smile on his face.

"Hi handsome." You played along knowing all too well that despite the vibes he was giving off, Jungkook was harmless and was a nice guy on top of that.

"How come you're all alone?"

"Because my friends are a bunch of traitors who ditched me." And to prove your point, you pointed at Byul with Hoseok who were giggling and chatting, the world had completely disappeared for those two and you could only imagine how this night would end for them.

"Poor little thing." Jungkook cooed

"Are you making fun of me now, Jeon?" You cocked a brow at him, amused with his attempt.

"Wouldn't dare." He scrunched his nose cutely as he smiled. Without a word he sat beside you, lightly nudging you with his shoulder.

"I've been wondering." Jungkook started saying without looking at you. "Why didn't you tell Tae that you're not interested in me?"

"Oh no." You cringed. "Did he bother you?" You should have known that Taehyung wouldn't keep his mouth shut or try something that would embarrass you. You hoped, no, you prayed that he wouldn't try to get involved in your love life again but you had clearly underestimated your best friend's stupidity. "What did he say?"

Jungkook very slowly turned his head to look at you and you have to admit that you didn't like the look on his face. He leaned closer to you and if you were any other girl you would have blushed and tried to put some space between you. You didn't. You let him invade all your personal space, feeling his warm breath right on your lips. You couldn't stop yourself from looking at his lips, so terribly inviting. "Something about you liking me."

"God." You groaned, "He's so embarrassing sometimes. I mentioned once that you're hot." You forced yourself to move away from him.

"Oh? Am I?"

You rolled your eyes and playfully punched his arm. "You know you are."

"And yet you rejected me."

Your smile had completely disappeared from your face. Jungkook was a good guy and you were certainly crazy to have rejected him but your feelings for a stupid boy made things harder.

"Shouldn't you be honest with him and tell how you feel?" You refused to look at him, only because you could already feel his eyes on you, waiting for you to open up.

"I'm fine with what I already have."

"But you can have more."

You sighed unwilling to admit that Jungkook's words were right. You could have something better with Taehyung just like you could ruin everything and it was a risk you weren't ready to take.

"Not gonna happen." You shook your head and without realizing it your grip on your beer tightened. "I don't want to talk about it, Jungkook."

"Hmm." He hummed beside you and for a moment you believed that he really accepted to drop the subject. At least you thought so until a low 'oh' escaped his lips. You didn't even have time to react, you felt his fingers right under your chin, gently making you look at him. "Aren't you just too scared?"

You didn't like how it sounded or how cocky he looked with a stupid smirk plastered on his face. You tried to push yourself from him, to show him a piece of your angry mind, but Jungkook didn't let you. His hold on your chin suddenly changed, his thumb pressing harder, and the look in his eyes made a shiver run down your spine. So you stared, waiting for his explanation.

"He's watching. Should we play?"

"What?" You wanted to turn around and see by yourself but he didn't let you once again.

"If you look at him, he'll know that we're talking about him."

"What are you trying to do?"

But questioning Jungkook happened to be a waste of time. No matter how many questions you had for him, he always managed to avoid them and instead confused you only a little more. But he didn't let you ponder on the matter longer. Swiftly he wrapped an arm around you and brought your back against his chest so you could see Taehyung.

The moment your eyes met Taehyung's, your whole body tensed against Jungkook. It wasn't the sweet, smiling Taehyung that was staring back at you. No. It was the Taehyung that was upset. His face didn't show any sign of anger but the glimpse in his eyes, you have seen it before and you wished to never see it again. Especially not because of you.

He didn't budge, he stood at the other side of the room, one hand tucked in his pocket, staring intensely at you. You wished you could know what was he thinking about; he made you feel uneasy and almost scared. You had no reason to react this way, after all it was only Taehyung. It shouldn't feel wrong to be seen so close to another guy too.

And yet. You felt like you were in the wrong, caught red handed.

Jungkook's grip around your body tightened as you had this silent staring contest with Taehyung and only when his warm breath tickled your neck you realized that he was doing it on purpose.

"He looks upset." He whispered, his lips way too close to your ear. His touch, his low and dark voice sent shivers down your spine causing your free hand to grab his thigh, fingers digging into it. He hissed but didn't say a word. You didn't know that Jeon Jungkook was a kind of troublemaker. But you were about to find out.

"Do you think he'll get mad if my hand moves higher?" Jungkook asked, his chest vibrating against your back. His fingers, very slowly, ghosted over your naked arm, caressing it up and down before finally settling on your belly. Your breath hitched in your throat, waiting for his next move because by now you understood that Jungkook wouldn't stop - not unless you made him.

"What do you think?" He hummed and this time you felt his lips brushing lightly your ear. His hand resumed its course, moving from your belly to your chest, taking his all sweet time before tracing an invisible line on your collarbone only to finish his adventure on your neck. His hand rested there for a moment, without a word. You had no doubt that Jungkook could hear your crazy beating heart.

"Jungkook."

"Or what if I kiss your neck?"

You wanted to say 'no' but the moment he put his lips right below your ear, you forgot all about your protests. Your fingers dug harder into his thigh, tensing all against him, your body reacting on its own. You had completely underestimated Jungkook and his eagerness to mess with Taehyung -and you.

"Jungkook." You managed to find your voice. You wanted to sound angry but it came out weak and desperate which only made him smirk against your skin. He knew exactly what he was doing, whether it was to Taehyung or to you.

And no matter how much you wanted to prove him wrong, you couldn't ignore the way Taehyung stared at you. His frown only deepened as you tilted your head to the side, giving Jungkook a better access to your neck. There was definitely something dangerously exciting about the way Taehyung looked at you. It didn't make sense but you didn't want it to stop either. So you stared back, refusing to lose to Taehyung. His eyes darted back and forth between you and Jungkook, watching carefully Jungkook's every move and you wished that in this moment you could read his mind. It was so out of character for Taehyung to react this way.

Jungkook's fingers reached right under your chin, gently turning your face to him. He smiled, his lips almost brushing against yours. So inviting, so tempting and yet it was your wake up call. You smiled at him before forcing your body to move away from him. It took you all your willpower to detach yourself from him, from the comforting embrace but then, when you averted your eyes to glance at Taehyung, he was nowhere to be found.

*****

It took you two days to realize that something was off with Taehyung. Ever since the party he had acted not like himself and by that you meant he had been avoiding you like the plague. All your messages remained unanswered, left on 'read'. At first, you didn't pay much attention to it, Taehyung was a big boy and could do whatever he wanted and you had your own life to deal with. Except, not having any news from him worried you.

Taehyung, the usual one, couldn't stop himself from sending at least one message a day, so the fact that he didn't try to reach for you ended up bothering you. You loved Taehyung, a lot, and you could forgive him pretty much everything; him fucking around, him being too lousy, you could even forgive him when he screwed up really bad but ignoring you without a valid reason pissed you off beyond measure.

You stared intensely at your phone as if you could summon by magic a message from him. It didn't, of course. So instead, you typed a quick, without a doubt very angry and meaningful message.

You

[8:55pm]

Fuck you.

*****

You thought that after knowing Taehyung for so long, there was absolutely nothing that could surprise you, nothing that could make things awkward between you two. You knew each other just so well, you have seen each other at the lowest and yet somehow after Jungkook's little game you had no doubt that something did change after all between you.

One week later and the situation hadn't improved at all, you could add that it got even worse. Taehyung didn't answer to your final message nor did he try to talk to you when you shared the same classes. But the last straw was him ignoring you in the middle of the hall.

It was one thing that he ignored your messages, one thing that he didn't want to talk to you but leaving the moment you joined the group was plain rude and made you only angrier.

"The heck was that?" Jimin muttered to himself as he glanced at Taehyung almost out of sight.

But you had heard him. And it stung.

*****

Chimmy 🧡

[3:20pm]

Do I want to know why Tae acts like someone had stolen his candy?

Chimmy 🧡

[3:20pm]

He has been sulking the whole day.

Chimmy 🧡

[4:05pm]

He refused free food. Should I worry?

Chimmy 🧡

[4:30pm]

OK. So, should I worry too? You've been clearly ignoring me too?

Chimmy 🧡

[4:35pm]

Can someone explain to me what the fuck is going on?

You felt bad for ignoring Jimin's messages, he had done nothing wrong and was simply worried for Taehyung -and now you too, but you knew as well that if you talk to him, there was no way you could lie to him.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You wanted to write him a 'sorry, everything is ok' but you couldn't find the heart to do it.

Chimmy 🧡

[4:38pm]

You better not put this phone back in your bag or I swear it's gonna get ugly.

You froze right on the spot, your eyes glued to his message. Taehyung had once mentioned that the nice, adorable, sweet Jimin could turn into a very ugly person that could literally kill you with just his eyes. You didn't believe him of course. Taehyung was the king of exaggeration after all but this message did have a strong impact on you.

"So." A terribly familiar voice echoed from behind you. "What did I do wrong for you to be ignoring me?"

Your grip on your phone only tightened as you realized that Jimin was standing right beside you and by the sound of his voice he was unmistakably upset. All because of your own stupid brain.

Slowly, extremely slowly, you turned around to face him. You faked a smile in hope to fool him but Jimin's face stayed stoic, cold and a tiny bit terrifying. I will never again doubt you Taehyung, I swear.

"Hi?" Your voice cracked under his intense gaze and you scolded yourself for sounding so nervous. You coughed in embarrassment before pulling yourself together. "Sorry. Hi."

"Doesn't work on me."

"Hm?"

"Should I repeat my question? What the hell is going on?"

*****

The second person to notice that something was wrong with you and Taehyung was your mother. It shouldn't have come as a surprise but you didn't expect her to join on the couch on a Thursday night you were studying.

"So." She started with her ever soft voice making you look at her. "What did you fight over this time?"

Your face turned blank at her words, you just stared, unable to think straight, unable to find something to answer back. You should have known that she would notice your odd behavior.

"What makes you think that we fought?" You averted your eyes from her face, hoping that she would drop the subject. You didn't want to talk about Taehyung and maybe a part of you wanted to avoid the subject because you knew your mother would find the right words.

"Oh come on. Do you think I'm blind?" She laughed and rolled her eyes at you. "Taehyung can't stay away from this house for long. I haven't seen or heard of him for a few days. I can only assume that you fought."

You stared at her for a moment, weighting your options. Should you just pour your feelings or should you keep everything for yourself?

"So? What happened?"

"I'm not sure myself." You admitted through a long and tired sigh.

"Last time it was about your boyfriend, if I remember correctly."

You groaned at the memory. It was ridiculous really. Taehyung paid you a visit one night, telling you that your boyfriend was just an idiot, unworthy of someone as cool and nice as you. At first, you thought he was being the jealous best friend -because Taehyung could get a little overprotective, which was cute but then he became plain mean and rude. You didn't talk to him for three days.

"As i said, I'm not sure myself. He started ignoring me after a party. It pissed me off so I'm ignoring him back.

"So mature." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm which sounded like a slap and a reminder: you were no longer children. "You both are extremely stubborn, Y/N. But, don't you miss him?"

"I do."

"Then be the mature one. Talk to him.

****

You woke up to the feeling of warm and strong arms circling your body. You didn't open your eyes, you didn't need to know that it was still late and that Taehyung had once again sneaked in your room. You stirred in his arms, pressing yourself a little harder against him and you sighed in delight and relief. You didn't realize how badly you missed having him around until you felt him against you. He bumped his nose against your neck, tickling you with his warm breath. You felt your inside melting into puddles at his gesture. Taehyung would be the death of you.

"I'm an asshole." Taehyung finally whispered, a part of him wished for you to be asleep but he knew all too well that you were wide awake.

"Yes you are."

Taehyung tightened his grip around your body and you felt him shifting nervously against you. "I'm sorry."

You contemplated the idea of playing hard to get, you wanted him to suffer a little longer but then Taehyung let a low whimper and squeezed you tightly. All your resolution crumbled instantly. Taehyung had you wrapped around his finger without even knowing it.

"Y/N." He pleaded

And you gave in just like that.

You wiggled in his arms, pushing him away for a moment only to turn around and face him. You stared at him for a moment, searching his eyes. Taehyung regretted ignoring you, his eyes spoke for him.

"I'm so sorry." Taehyung repeated

Your eyes beamed in the darkness of your room. You took his hand and brought it to your lips, kissing it gently and rubbing the spot you kissed.

Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise. He opened his mouth only to close it again. He looked confused, lost, like a kicked puppy which made you smile fondly at him.

"I'm sorry too." You finally said, ending his misery.

"Why are you apologizing?" Now Taehyung was even more confused. He blinked few times, gawking at you before finally frowning and pouting. "You tried talking to me. I shut you out."

"I did. But I should have confronted you." You let go of his hand and cupped his pouty face instead. "We're both so damn stubborn. But I should have known better." You rubbed his cheek with your thumb. "I should have snapped some sense into your thick head."

Taehyung closed his eyes at your words and leaned into your touch, relishing the feeling. The palm of your hand against his cheek felt warn and soft and comforting, he enjoyed it more than he wanted to admit.

"I was jealous." Taehyung confessed to your biggest surprise.

"What?"

He averted his face, face that heated up against the palm of your hand. You slid your hand under his chin forcing him to look back at you.

"Taehyung."

He didn't let you add anything else, he crushed your body against his to the point that breathing became hard; his head rested on top of yours.

"Please don't ask." He mumbled against your head.

Taehyung was embarrassed which was so unusual of him but you decided to let it go. For now.

"Ok." You whispered and hugged his body.

Taehyung was back, it was all that mattered.

****

Ever since the fight, Taehyung decided that he had to spend almost all minutes of his life with you. You were surprised at first, thinking that he was just messing around but when he started showing up at your doorstep every single morning with your coffee you realized that Taehyung was trying to redeem himself.

You stared at the steaming coffee that he was handing you, smiling widely at you, proud of your confused look. "What - Why?"

"What do you mean why? Am I not allowed to bring some coffee to my best friend? I know you can't function without it." He shrugged it off as if it was nothing and shoved the coffee in your hands.

"Tae. It has been a whole week, you-" He cut you off by putting his finger on your lips and shaking his head in disapproval.

"Just accept it."

"But Tae!" You whined but he still didn't care. Taehyung turned his back, ready to leave. You had no other choice but groan in despair and follow his steps.

******

On a Saturday morning, while you were sorting some old boxes with your mom, Taehyung barged in the house like he owned the place.

He did.

"Hello!" He shouted enthusiastically

"Oh Taehyung!" You heard your father's voice

Nobody complained about his wild entrance. Quite the opposite. Your father welcomed Taehyung with opened arms, patting his back vigorously.

"Where's Y/N?"

"Here!" You yelled from the living room

Your father beamed at Taehyung and let him join you.

Somehow in the middle of the cleaning you came upon a box full with photo albums. You didn't intend to go through all of them, just to have a peek and go back cleaning. It didn't go quite as planned. There were hundreds of pictures inside the box, wedding pictures, family pictures, baby pictures and of course tons of pictures with Taehyung.

"Hey pumpkin." Taehyung jumped on the couch while you sat on the floor with your mom at his feet. "What are you doing?"

"Look at this." Your mom handed him a set of pictures that he eagerly accepted. A huge grin spread on his lips as he looked at the first picture.

"Oh!" He slid from the couch and sat on the floor between you and your mom, nudging playfully your leg. "Look at us being all cute!"

"I was cute. You, it's debatable!" You provoked him when in fact you thought just the same.

"Please." Taehyung scoffed, "You can't lie to me, baby. I was born cute."

"Kids." Your mom muttered to herself

You giggled at her comment and put your head on Taehyung's shoulder. You didn't realize just how much pictures of you two they had. From school festivals, playgrounds, birthday parties, they had memorize every steps of your life, of your friendship.

"Oh my god." You laughed at the picture. It was a ten years old Taehyung with a bloody nose. "I remember that one."

"Yeah. This bunch of idiots called you ugly." Taehyung huffed in annoyance, still offended by their behavior which made you laugh.

"Come on. You can't be mad. It was long ago!"

"Whatever."

And here you thought you were the one to hold grudges for too long. Kim Taehyung had beat you at it.

"And this one!" Taehyung showed you a picture from one of your birthday party. You had frosting on your nose and cheeks and you looked positively pissed at a very proud and happy Taehyung. "You kicked my ass so hard."

"Ok but you deserved it! You wasted some precious frosting from my cake!" You hit his arm playfully in return.

Taehyung looked at you, his face blank, you stared back before both of you burst into laughter.

"There are only pictures of us making silly faces. Not a single normal one." You pointed out

"We were so noisy. No wonder."

"You still are." You mom countered

Both of you looked at her offended and ready to fight back.

"We're not!"

She rolled her eyes at you.

"Here. I've found a normal one." She handed you the said picture and you couldn't stop the urge to hug Taehyung. You wrapped your arms tightly around his waist and nestled your head against his shoulder.

Your mom was right, it was the only one and it was probably the most special one. You were probably around twelve, in your garden, holding your pinkies. Taehyung stared at the picture a little longer before turning his head towards you. His face was terribly close, his breath brushing your skin. You pulled back to have some space -and to save yourself from a heart attack, but your eyes stayed glued to his.

"What?" You averted your eyes and glanced at the picture instead.

"I remember it."

I do too.

"What was your promise aboutN" Your mom asked. "You guys look so happy."

You didn't have the heart to tell her, a part of you embarrassed which explained your pinky cheeks, while another part just didn't want to share this precious memory with anyone else.

12 years old,

You have been crying for the past ten minutes in your garden, hiding from the world under a tree. It was a very bad idea for you to watch a supposedly romantic movie. It would have been a nice one if the main character didn't end up with her heart broken. The movie made you realize that not all girls had their happy ending. With this realization came the fear of never finding love which resulted in you crying.

"Why are you crying?"

You raised your head, only to see a very confused Taehyung before you. You hiccuped at his sight but almost instantly you started crying harder.

"Stop crying!" His face turned red and he grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to stand up and look at him. You didn't find the strength to do it, instead you hid your eyes with your hands.

"Y/N! Come on!" Taehyung grabbed your hands, leaving you no choice but to look at him. "Can you explain to me why are you crying?"

"Tae." You hiccups "What if I end up alone?" Your eyes filled up again with tears.

"What." Taehyung's frown only deepened and he searched for your eyes just to make sure that you weren't making fun of him. But you weren't, he realized. You were genuinely concerned and devastated for your love life. Taehyung wanted to laugh at you for your useless worry. "Dummy."

Your eyes widened in surprise, quickly replaced with hurt and anger. You pushed him with all your strength - Taehyung stumbled.

"You're horrible!" You yelled and walked by him, bumping into him with your shoulder.

But Taehyung didn't let you leave so easily. He grabbed you by your shoulders but you shrugged him off angrily. You glared, furious, at him; it startled him for a second, you were furious and he hadn't realized just how enraged you were. But Taehyung was stubborn and wouldn't give up so easily. He grabbed your arm, this time, and spun you around; he cupped your face in his hands and looked at you fondly, his boxy smile almost calming you down.

"You silly girl. Why do you think you will end up alone?" He squished your cheeks and chuckled. "How can a girl this pretty end up alone?"

All anger had completely vanished from your body, leaving you so taken aback, eyes wide opened as you looked at him. You gave up trying to push him away, your hand frozen on his forearm.

"Stop joking." You stuttered and sniffed

Taehyung squeezed your cheeks in response, chuckling at your bewildered look. "Why would I lie? Look at you, all cute."

"Tae-"

"I would marry you."

You stopped breathing, dumbfound at his suggestion. He took one final step closer to you, there was no space left; he pressed his forehead against yours, bumping his nose with yours.

"Let's make a promise?"

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I am. It would be an honor."

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise."

******

“So. How’s things with Taehyung?”

Your mom had asked you one night while you were having a movie night with her. You immediately stopped shoving popcorns in your mouth at her words. You didn’t look at her, you didn’t want to see the expecting look she was giving you. Of course you knew what she was referring to.

“What do you mean?” You feigned innocent and resumed eating popcorns

“Oh. Play dumb all you want. But I’m not blind.” She poked your side playfully which cause you to squirm and try to escape her attacks. “I wouldn’t mind having Taehyung as son-in-law. I mean, we already consider him as our son.”

“Mom.” You whined like a child. You sure as hell felt like one. It was just like when you were a teenager and your mom would tease you about your crushes.

“What?” She laughed heartily. “You suit each other.”

“Mom. Can you not?”

She poked your sides again, laughing at your embarrassment. “He loves you, you know that.”

“He doesn’t. Not like that at least.”

Your mom judged you silently, clearly disapproving you.

“It’s just not the right timing.” You ended up saying

“And when would it be?”

“I don’t know. Just not now.”

Jungkook was in the end the one to save you from this awkward conversation by sending you a message. You jumped from the couch to grab your phone from the table.

[10:05pm]

Tae is dead drunk.

You

[10:05pm]

It’s barely 10???

[10:06pm]

You tell me.

[10:06pm]

He’s been moping around.

[10:06pm]

Did you fight?

You

[10:07pm]

No?

[10:07pm]

Odd.

[10:07pm]

You should come and bring him home.

You

[10:08pm]

Why me? You can do it!

[10:10pm]

Excuse me miss but he’s your man AND there’s a really cute girl at the party.

You

[10:12pm]

God. I hate you all.

[10:13pm]

😘

You sighed in defeat. It was, indeed, your duty as Taehyung’s best friend to catch him when he fell –and in this case when he was drunk. Your eyes darted back and forth between your phone and your mom who winked playfully at you. You wanted to ask how she could know what was going on when you didn’t say a word but you stopped yourself –it was better not to know.

“Sorry mom but I need to go.”

“Go get him.”

“It’s not what you think. Tae got drunk so I’m just going to bring him home.”

Your mom glanced at her watch, baffled.

“Yeah I know.”

*****

“Y/N!” Jungkook sang your name when he spotted you at the party. He halted just before you, looking at you up and down and bit his lips, holding back a laughter. “You look lovely.”

You scoffed at his words and pushed him out of your way. You didn’t look the best, not like you cared; you wore your grey sweatpants with a pale pink hoodie, your hair was a mess too. But you weren’t at this party to have fun, you were doing your job and nothing more.

You heard Jungkook’s laugh behind you and the next thing you knew he had one arm wrapped around your shoulders, his face close to your ear. “He’s on the couch, talking to his beer.” He pointed at a lonely Taehyung on the couch. Taehyung was, just like Jungkook had said, talking to his beer, staring at it so intensely, almost as if he was expecting a response. ”Told you, he’s wasted.”

Well shit. It must be really bad. You hadn’t seen Taehyung drunk many times, mainly because Taehyung hated drinking to the point of losing his meanings (and charms) and he hated even more the headache that would wait patiently for him in the morning.

“Go get him.”

You glanced at him. Jungkook was smiling at you, a genuine bunny smile that melted your heart right away. Jungkook was annoying but annoyingly adorable too.

“Geez.”

Taehyung spotted you immediately as you approached him. His face lit in pure happiness, he tried to get up from the couch only to stumble –you caught him before he could crash right on the floor and humiliate himself a little further. You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your mouth as you helped him to stand up, your arms tightly wrapped around him.

“Well hello to you too.”

“Y/N! Y/N! You came!” Taehyung cracked up, his eyes crinkling and he gripped your arm to support himself. "You look so cute."

"And you're completely drunk."

"Me? Drunk? Ptss! No way!" And he giggled madly as if he had said something absolutely hilarious.

No doubt, Taehyung was completely wasted.

"Let's get you home, Tae."

"But I don't want to?" He pouted, his face turning suddenly so sad that you felt like the bad guy who just had ruined his life.

"Come on, Tae." You asked more gently in hope to sooth drunk mind.

"Noo!" He protested, his grip on your arm tightened exponentially, his fingers dug into your arm making you wince in pain. But Taehyung was far too gone to notice.

"Taehyung." You tried to free your arm that would without a doubt bruise later because of his grip. "You're drunk and I'm tired. Either you go home with me or I swear to God I'm not going to talk to you ever again." It was low to threaten him this way but you didn't know what else would convince him to follow you.

Taehyung's face darkened for a second before flicking back to his drunk state. "You're mean." Instead of fighting back and clinging to you, he turned his back and started walking towards the exit.

Oh boy. You sighed. You didn't think that dealing with a drunk Taehyung would be so hard and draining. He was beyond annoying and you wouldn't miss a chance to remind him about it.

You stared at his back and at his attempt to walk straight which of course resulted into him stumbling a few time. You sprinted towards him and wrapped an arm around his waist to steady him. Taehyung, in return, glared angrily at you, nevertheless he accepted your help with a scowl as big as La Manche.

"Geez."

***

If you thought that convincing Taehyung to go home would be the hardest part of your night, then oh boy how wrong you were. Taehyung made the trip to his house almost impossible for your sober brain - he sang, he kept poking your side, your thighs while you were trying to drive him safely. He kept blabbering some nonsense and at some point you were convinced that Taehyung was simply possessed by the devil himself. Except he wasn't but it didn't mean he didn't annoy the crap out of you.

"Kim Taehyung!" You finally snapped at a red light. "I swear to god, if you don't stop-"

"You're swearing a lot today." You were fuming and were so tempted to smash his pretty little head but he cut you right in the middle of your angry speech. He giggled, covering his mouth with his hand before looking at you. "Aw come on, Y/N. Don't be mad. Pretty please."

You taught that Park Jimin had the best puppy face in the world -you could never resist those eyes, but here came the drunk Taehyung and his puppy face. You were royally screwed.

"Stop."

"What?"

"This!" You pointed at his face. "The puppy face!"

"Oh. That." In a matter of seconds his face turned from innocent to devilish. He smirked and leaned closer, the red light perfectly reflecting on his face, giving him an even more dangerous, lethal look which caused you to pull back against your door as if you could escape. It was such a whiplash to see how easily, despite being drunk, Taehyung could change his behavior. But you refused to lose.

"Yes that." And just like that you smashed your hand on his face, not strong enough to hurt but enough to push him away. He fell back on his seat, blinking madly at you.

"Now. Be a good boy and shut up."

Fortunately for you, the light turned green and Taehyung calmed down.

For now.

******

"Tae." You called for him as you had reached the destination. You parked just before his house.

He ignored you. Completely.

"Tae." You repeated, your hands gripped the wheel hard, you were running out of patience. But he didn't budge. "Taehyung." You closed your eyes for a second, taking a deep breath you decided to try one last time. "Kim Taehyung."

Taehyung ignored you once again.

You punched his arm with too much strength making him wince and jump in his seat. It was odd how suddenly Taehyung didn't seem so drunk anymore. For a moment, you wondered if he was drunk to begin with.

"Woman!" He cried out while rubbing the spot you had hit. "It hurts!"

"Get out."

"No."

"What do you mean no? Get out!"

"I don't want to! You're going to leave me. Alone." Taehyung, after ignoring you for so long, finally looked at you, his gaze firm showing just how serious he was.

"Kim Taehyung, what do you think you're doing?" You asked feeling unease

"Can I stay with you?"

Oh boy. You stared at him, confused and touched at the same time. Taehyung was such a troublemaker and yet you couldn't say no to him. You huffed in defeat. "Since when do you need a permission?" And just like that, you moved your car to your garage.

Taehyung followed you inside the house in silence, like a puppy. Your mom was still watching a movie by the time you came inside. The moment she spotted you at the entrance, she eyed you both from head to toe, judging silently Taehyung. You chuckled at the hard stare she gave him. Taehyung, however, hid behind your body, trying to save himself from your mom's eyes.

"I didn't drink that much." Taehyung tried to defend himself from behind you, squeezing your arm in hope to find some comfort from your side. None came obviously.

"But my daughter still needed to bring you home?"

"I-" But under your mom's piercing eyes, he gave up. "Fine. But I sobered up!"

"You stumbled twice." You added

"Shhhhh." He put his finger on your lips to shut you up. Again. You rolled your eyes at him and without hesitation you bit on it. "Y/N!"

Your mom chuckled at your interaction and shook her head. "Go to sleep. And don't forget to drink some water to prevent a headache."

****

"Y/N." You heard Taehyung calling your name. "Y/N." He poked your stomach. "Come on. I know you're not really sleeping."

"Yeah but I'd love to." You groaned but despite your annoyance you opened your eyes and looked back at him. Taehyung was laying beside you, his hand held yours tightly, his eyes too intense for your liking. "What."

"Thank you for being my best friend." He suddenly said

"What."

"And for dealing with my crap." He added. "And for never giving up on me." He closed his eyes as a small yet warm smile spread on his face. He brought your hand closer to his lips -you watched his every move, too astonished to speak or to act. "I love you."

Your heart missed a beat. Your brain stopped functioning for a short second, refusing to comprehend, to process his words. Was your mind playing you some dirty tricks? Have you finally lost your mind?

"I love you so much."

Before you could find a proper answer. Before you could even speak your heart out, Taehyung fell asleep.

****

You

[1:30pm]

Hey assholes. I need your help!

Chimmy 🧡

[1:31pm]

Wow. Lovely.

Byul bae

[1:31pm]

Rude.

[1:32pm]

Maybe if you beg I'll help.

You

[1:32pm]

First of all, fuck you JK.

[1:33pm]

Anytime.

Chimmy 🧡

[1:33pm]

My eyes.

Byul bae

[1:33pm]

Please.

You

[1:35pm]

For fuck's sake

Byul bae

[1:35pm]

So, what's up?

You

[1:36pm]

Because you're noisy I believe you'd be the best at helping me.

Chimmy 🧡

[1:37pm]

I'm going to pretend that I didn't see this part of the message.

Byul bae

[1:38pm]

Same

You

[1:39pm]

Tae confessed.

Byul bae

[1:39pm]

Oh.

Chimmy 🧡

[1:40pm]

Finally.

[1:40pm]

About time!

You

[1:42pm]

Okay but listen, he was half drunk. I'm not exactly sure if he meant his words.

Chimmy 🧡

[1:42pm]

Y/N. Don't be stupid. He's been pretty much in love with you for the past two years.

You stared at your phone, rereading over and over again Jimin's last message. You expected him to scold you for doubting but you certainly not expected him to spill the beans. It comforted you but troubled you too. You had those stupid, unwelcome feelings for Taehyung for so long and now that finally it wasn't a one side love, you refused to accept it.

You

[1:50pm]

What should I do?

Chimmy 🧡

[1:51pm]

Just talk to him. Tell him how you feel.

Seemed easy right? Except Taehyung decided to pretend like nothing had happened. Pretended as if he didn't reveal one of his biggest secret.

*****

One week later and you still didn't muster up the courage to talk to Taehyung. You even played his game without much effort. He acted like nothing had happened and so did you. Except your min and heart were going crazy. Jimin's words never left your mind and you felt guilty for being such a coward. When did it become so hard for you to say 'I love you'?

The help came in the form of a text from Jimin.

Chimmy 🧡

[8:06pm]

A party at my house on the beach? To celebrate the holidays?

You

[8:06pm]

You rich kids disgust me.

Chimmy 🧡

[8:06pm]

Oh babe. I take it as a yes.

You

[8:08pm]

Who am I to refuse such an invitation?

And just like that all of you ended up at his place.

The house itself wasn't extremely huge, compare to what you initially thought, but big enough to host all of you. It was decided that Byul and you would share a room. Initially.

"Oh, I don't think so." Jimin stretched his hand to stop you in your track. You and Byul exchanged a puzzled look, to what Jimin grinned too widely for your liking. "You're not sharing your room with Byul."

"What?"

"You." Jimin pointed at you. "Will have to share your room with Tae." And then he pointed at Byul. "And you with Hobi."

You were both so taken aback that no words left your mouth. Jimin, on the other hand, looked smug and proud. He took your bags from your hands. "Ladies."

"Jimin!" You finally found your voice to protest but Jimin only shrugged and showed you the way

"It's gonna be fun." Byul chuckled

You were not amused.

*****

"Is it really necessary, Jimin?" You dared to ask once there was only the two of you left.

Jimin put your bag on your bed and slowly turned to look at you. For a moment, his face remained emotionless, his gaze so intense it forced you to avert your eyes and bit your lips in almost regret. All of this was absolutely ridiculous. It shouldn't bother you to stay in the same room as Taehyung, it shouldn't bother you to share the same bed either, you had done it for years. But you couldn't help but worry.

"I honestly don't understand why you can't just tell him how you feel. He already told you-"

"He was half drunk, Jimin."

"Does it change something that he was drunk?" Jimin asked you. "Because you and I both know that drunk Tae means honest Tae."

You wanted to argue, to deny but Jimin was absolutely right and you were making a fool of yourself.

"See." Jimin chuckled as you sighed in defeat. He took your hands in his and gave them a gentle squeeze. "You're scared. Not because he was drunk but because your relationship is bound to change."

It was scary how well Jimin understood you and your relationship. Because yes, the roots of your worries were the fear of the changes. What if it didn't work? What if you end up losing him?

"Stop whatever you're thinking about." Jimin saw right through you. "Stop overthinking. Honestly, I don't think that you would change much just because you start dating. You've been acting like a couple for a while now which is annoying and painfully to look at."

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Jimin had a soothing effect on your mind. He made things seem so easy - and it was. You squeezed his hand back and smiled at him.

"I should call you Doctor Park."

Jimin burst into giggles.

*****

"Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!" You barely had time to register that Taehyung was the one calling for you, when suddenly two arms circled your body and crushed you right against a very familiar chest. "Did you miss me? Miss me?"

"Tae." You groaned and wiggled in his arms, in vain. "I saw you last night!"

"And so? I missed you!" And just like that he pecked your cheek and ran away, giggling like a kid.

Oh boy. Someone help me.

****

"Hey Jinnie, do you need any more help?"

Jin put the last piece of marinated beef in the bowl before glancing at you. You spent the past two hours in the kitchen with Jin and Byul, cooking, preparing everything for the party. It was nothing like their wild parties in town, instead, there were only the ten of you. Jimin was in charge of showing around to others, even if most of them already knew the place.

"Thank you, but I think we're done. You should prepare for tonight. I think we're going to start in like one hour."

You nodded your head and went straight for your shared room.

Fortunately for you, Taehyung was nowhere to be seen, you bet he was messing around with Jungkook or maybe Jimin, which meant you could get ready without being interrupted every two minutes.

But when you got inside the room, the first thing you noticed was the nice scent of peonies. You halted right at the door, surprised, before looking around only to find an incense stick burning right next to the bed. Then, you noticed something that took your breath away.

Right in the middle of your bed laid a huge bouquet of white peonies.

You made sure to close the door behind you as you stepped inside your room, a stupid grin on your face. You had already a little idea from who the bouquet was and this only thought made your heart swell with so much love and pure happiness. You jumped on the bed, only to sit with your legs crossed as you took the bouquet in your hands. Just like you expected a small note was attached to one of the flower.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite."

You let yourself fall back on the bed, the small note pressed against your heart. Taehyung didn't sign the card, but his handwriting was unique, to you at least, and you could recognize it among thousands. But you had to admit that Taehyung took you by surprise once again. You thought you have seen all sides of him but today he was showing a side you didn't really expect him to have. Who would guess that the boy who used to fool around was a damn romantic who would quote you Shakespeare?

With a smile on your face, you got up from the bed. It was time to get ready.

You picked a special dress for the BBQ party; a long white dress tied around your neck, with a slit on each side. You untied your hair and let them fall on your shoulders in waves. You ruffled them to give some more volume. It was a simple, summer look and yet something was off. You looked at yourself in the mirror, adjusting your dress, you couldn't pinpoint right away what was missing. At least, until the moment your eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers on your bed. You let a proud 'aha!'; you grabbed one flower and put it in your hair. Now, the look was complete, perfect.

****

By the time you came out of your room, everybody had gathered on the terrace that led straight to the beach. The first persons you spotted were Jimin and Jin who were preparing the grill. Then, you saw Byul and Hoseok already drinking a beer for Hoseok and a mojito for Byul. A mojito seemed to be a very appropriated drink for tonight.

"A mojito for a lady?" You asked Hoseok who was the closest to the improvised bar. "I know you're good at making them."

"A strong one if I remember well?" Hoseok laughed

"I don't see a lady though." Byul teased you and you nudged her playfully with your hips. "Where did you get a peony? It suits you and your dress."

"It's a secret." You winked at her

Byul brought her glass to her lips, her eyes though never left yours. You didn't need to tell her the secrete, your friend was very perceptive and half of the time she could read you like an open book.

"You look great, Y/N." You heard Hoseok saying, you turned your head to look at him and he handed you your glass of mojito. "And I think I'm not the only one thinking that." He pointed at something behind you and Byul.

You followed his direction only to find Taehyung and Jungkook laughing together and yet despite Taehyung being immersed in whatever Jungkook was telling him, his eyes were glued to you. The moment you caught him staring, a wide grin spread on his lips and he raised his beer in your direction, greeting you. You couldn't stop yourself from laughing but you greeted him just the same way.

"Oh yeah. Now I know where you got your peonies." Byul commented with a knowing look on her face. To what you only rolled your eyes and took a sip of your drink.

"Hobi, you're the king of mojito from now on."

***

"Excuse me miss, I've never seen you around here. Can I offer you a drink?" Taehyung handed you another glass of mojito to replace your empty one.

"Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have a chance?" You tried to sound as outraged as possible but Taehyung only wiggled his brows suggestively and joined you on the steps that led to the beach.

You had long taken off your shoes, the feeling of sand was divine. You felt free, free from studies, free from troubles. The sun was slowly going down but still caressed your skin. You could spend hours sitting just there, watching the sea that with the sun light looked slightly red and so welcoming.

"I don't think I need to get you drunk for that." Taehyung said. "Nice flower. I wonder where you found it."

You rolled your eyes at his attempt to be smug. You didn't comment, you didn't need to, Taehyung already knew what you were thinking and he laughed at that before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and bringing you closer to him so you could watch the sunset together.

It felt perfect. You were at the right place, at the right time; Taehyung's warm arms around you, the sea spreading right before your eyes, the loud laughs of your friends. What else could you wish for?

"By the way, I have something to say." You realized that it was probably the perfect timing to tell him how you felt. You were finally alone and close to each other and you felt at peace and ready.

"I know." But of course Taehyung had to ruin the moment

You shoved him away from you and groaned in frustration which only made him laugh louder.

"Way to ruin the mood Kim."

Instead of fighting you back, Taehyung grabbed your arm and pulled you back in his arms. He ruffled your hair, knowing all too well that it would annoy you before finally he slid a finger right under your chin and made you look at him. He was smiling at you, so so brightly, he put the sun at shame. His eyes were filled with so many emotions, pure fondness, happiness, love - your own heart felt them all and responded back.

"I know." He repeated with his voice getting a little lower than usual.

Taehyung was frustrating, annoying, loud. Ever since you had met him for the first time. He became your friend, best friend, a soulmate, a person your heart was yearning. Now that he was holding you in his arms, you realized just how badly you wanted him in your life. There was no more doubts in your mind and in your heart, so you let out the three words that you were dying to say.

"I love you."

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