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Wabi-Sabi 21

(n.) [a concept] the japanese art of finding beauty within imperfection

Pairing: Kim Taehyung (BTS) x Fem!Hybrid!Reader; Genre: Hybrid AU, Angst, Romance; Wordcount: 3.278; Rating: sfw, NC-17; Warnings: Blind!Reader, crying Jungkook, angry Taehyung, clingy reader, implied nudeness, taking a bath together, mentions of what happened in the previous chapter, hints of hybrid cruelty, hints of Taehyung having quite a hard time (if you read between the lines); Based on the blind hybrid prompt of @hybridfanfiction

Summary: Being a failure in the eyes of science you hadn’t much hope for being permanently adopted as a blind hybrid. Instead you focused on music, the only thing that brought you joy. Until a stranger with the deepest and most beautiful voice you ever had heard wanted to adopt you. Would he really keep you for more than three days?

Chapter: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20] [21] [Epilogue]

Jungkook stammered some broken apologies, too shaken to do anything else. He glanced towards the others, silently begging for forgiveness but his heart broke even more when Hoseok looked away, Jimin shook his head and Yoongi just sighed.

This wasn’t what he had in mind when he asked you to this concert. “I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry, this was..”

“A mistake.” Taehyung cut in. He looked one more time at Jungkook before he turned around with you, guiding you towards his car.

Hoseok followed them immediately with a soft apology towards Jungkook, who watched them leave with tears running down his face.

“And that’s why I’m here”, Yoongi muttered towards Jimin. “Take them home safely, I’ll take it from here.” Yoongi waited for Jimin to leave before he walked over to Jungkook and patted his back.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know. All of us know you didn’t mean for this to happen. But I agree with Taehyung that taking Y/N to a concert like this was a mistake. You had good intentions, yes, but you didn’t think this through.” Yoongi placed his hand on the younger man’s shoulder and guided him to the parking lot.

From afar both of them looked over to Taehyung’s car, seeing how he sat you down and pulled his hoodie carefully over your head and ears.

“What happened?” Jungkook asked again, his voice cracking from the pain he felt in his heart.

“Beats me. Taehyung was too angry to explain anything, really. And Y/N didn’t say anything at all when we arrived. Unless she talks about it we can only guess what happened.” Yoongi stopped in front of Jungkook’s car and held his hand out, waiting for the younger man to hand over the car keys.

Once Yoongi had the keys and ordered Jungkook to sit in the passenger seat, he rounded the car and got behind the wheel. At first only the low rumbling of the engine filled the inside of the car, occasionally interrupted by a sniffle from Jungkook.

“It was only a second”, the young man sighed and leaned against the seat, his whole body suddenly feeling way too heavy, “only a second where I didn’t hold her hand. We got pushed and, and..” Another sigh left his lips and he rubbed with the back of his hand over his teary eyes. “I searched for her. I panicked when she wasn’t next to me anymore.”

Yoongi hummed, understanding what Jungkook tried to tell him.

“What if she hates me now?” Jungkook turned to look at Yoongi, his eyes red rimmed and glossy. “What if Taehyung hates me now? What if he doesn’t allow me to spend time with her anymore?”

“Those are a lot of what ifs.” Yoongi said and glanced at the broken mess beside him. “Give them time. Y/N was visibly shaken by whatever happened and she’ll definitely need time to deal with that. Though I don’t think she’ll say you were at fault.”

“What about Taehyung?”

Yoongi inhaled sharply. “That’s a different story. Taehyung entrusted Y/N’s safety to you. He has a valid reason to be angry at you but I’m sure he won’t hate you because of that. And even if Taehyung did, he can’t force Y/N to not see you anymore if she wants to see you.”

“I don’t think she wants to see me anymore.”

“Don’t say that. Both of you are very good friends and she clearly likes to be around you. She might be hesitant to go out with you again but at home - she’s familiar with the environment.” Yoongi patted Jungkook’s shoulder again. “Give them some time for now and then try to apologise again.”

Jungkook nodded silently, feeling the tears threatening to spill once again. “I will.”

Taehyung followed Jungkook’s car with his eyes narrowed to a glare until it left the parking lot. Only then did he scoot over your form and sat beside you, pulling you back into his arms.

Jimin sat behind the steering wheel and Hoseok took the passenger seat, turning around on it to look over you. He couldn’t see any visible wounds, taking a deep breath in relief.

“Are you hurt somewhere, little one?” Taehyung asked in a low tone, feeling just as relieved as Hoseok when you shook your head.

You had stopped crying, only sniffling every now and then into Taehyung’s chest. But you refused to let go of him and immediately hid your face in his chest as soon as Taehyung stood or sat close to you again. Even when one of them tried talking with you, they only got silence in return.

Once Taehyung got you back to the apartment, his initial drive vaporised. Now that he got you in his arms and knew you were back safe at the apartment, he faltered - unsure what to do next.

Hoseok and Jimin had both bid their goodbyes in the hallway, giving you and Taehyung a little privacy. He now wished they hadn’t left just yet. At least Hoseok. Taehyung was sure the doctor would know better what to do now. Maybe even Jimin, who somehow always read the room perfectly and just knew what he had to do out of instinct.

Taehyung looked down on your form when you suddenly shivered in his arms. Despite wearing his large hoodie you still had wet clothes underneath. “You should take a shower”, Taehyung mumbled and guided you towards your bathroom. “You must let go of me to do so.”

You simply shook your head again. There was absolutely no way you would let go of him now. Taehyung felt like the one safe thing in your life and you just couldn’t let go of that pillar.

“Little one, I’m right outside the bathroom door. I promise.”

You still shook your head, ignoring the increasing smell of desperation from Taehyung. “Don’t let go of me, please,” you whispered so lowly, Taehyung probably didn’t even catch your words.

“Alright.” Taehyung walked with you to his room, grabbing some of his clothes and leading you then towards his attached bathroom. He kept one arm always around your form to guide you around, while he prepared the bathtub and started the water, checking the temperature.

Soon enough you heard him hitting the lightswitch, his movements now slower and more carefully. You heard how he patted around the bathtub until he found the water level.

“I turned off the lights”, Taehyung informed you as you two waited for the bathtub to fill up. “You can take off the clothes and get into the water while I sit next to the bathtub.”

“Can you come inside it?” You asked, hesitating shortly before you continued: “With me?” All your instincts wanted to stay close to him - as close as possible and you definitely hoped he wouldn’t mind sharing a bath with you.

“If that’s what you want, of course.” Taehyung kissed the crown of your head and gently squeezed you against his body. He’d do anything for you as long as he knew it would make you happy.

After Taehyung stopped the water, you reluctantly let go of him to take your clothes off, letting them drop right where you stood. He then helped you into the bathtub, only letting go of your hand to get inside himself. He had taken off most of his clothes as well, leaving him in boxer shorts.

Once Taehyung sat inside the water, you quickly scooted over and leaned into his chest, nuzzling into him while he wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m very proud of you”, Taehyung whispered into the dark, holding you tightly and rubbing over your bare skin.

“Why?”

“You remembered how to use the phone I gave you perfectly. It was probably too loud for you to hear my voice when you called and too loud to hear the ringing when I tried calling you back. You did good in getting away from the stage.”

Small tears escaped your eyes as you listened to Taehyung’s deep voice. “There were people not happy with me being there”, you sniffled and rubbed over your face.

Taehyung sighed deeply, knowing something like that would have happened sooner or later. “Sadly not everyone is so open minded about the existence of hybrids. And even if they are, there are still people that think hybrids shouldn’t be left unattended. They probably thought you were on your own because you and Jungkook got separated.”

“It’s scary to be alone out there.”

“The world is a scary place”, Taehyung agreed and patted your head softly, “but it shouldn’t be a reason for us to stay cooped up inside the apartment.”

“Why not?” You whined and hid your face in his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing yourself against his body.

Taehyung chuckled softly, ignoring how he felt your form so clearly against his skin. “We would miss so many opportunities to be amazed by the world. Remember when we drove to the forest and spent a day outside surrounded by nature? Or the street musician at the plaza we visited? Remember the smell of the river near the park you had visited with Namjoon.” He took a deep breath, contemplating his next words. “There will be more instances with people that aren’t kind. There will be more moments that might be quite scary, but you’ll never have to endure them alone. Like today there are at least seven men, rushing to your aid the second you ask for help.”

“Seven?” You piped up, surprised to hear that number. “So you’re not mad at Jungkook anymore?” Even though you had been crying the whole time, you had still picked up the anger from Taehyung towards the younger man as well as the cold tone in his voice back then.

Taehyung scoffed but stayed otherwise silent.

“He smelled devastated before we left.”

“Good”, Taehyung grumbled and tightened his hold around you. “I should have punched him or something for leaving you alone.”

“It wasn’t his fault though.” You pressed your hand against his bare chest and pushed yourself slightly away, trying to get a better read of Taehyung’s emotions and reactions.

“I know”, Taehyung murmured, more to himself but your sensitive ears picked up the confession. “It’s just”, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair before he let it drop into the water again, “I was angry with myself as well.”

“Why?” You tilted your head in curiosity, not understanding why Taehyung would have been angry at himself for something out of his control.

“I didn’t want you to go”, Taehyung admitted in a low tone, feeling a burst of embarrassment shooting through his body, “I got angry because I did let you go and then something bad happened.”

“Why haven’t you told me? I asked you if something was wrong!” You shook your head, frowning upon the revelation.

Taehyung sighed again, leaning back against the slightly cold edge of the bathtub. “I didn’t want to let my jealousy get in the way.”

“Jealousy? If you wanted to go to the concert with Jungkook, you should have said so!” You frowned even more upon hearing Taehyung burst into laughter, the water splashing violently from the force behind it.

“That wasn’t the reason for my jealousy.”

You pouted slightly and sat up straight, facing towards Taehyung and somewhat straddling him. “It was not?”

Taehyung gulped audibly, his breath even hitched when both your hands met his bare chest - probably feeling his rapid heartbeat. He threw his head back, hitting it against the edge of the bathtub but the dull throb was nothing against the nervousness running through his system. It got even worse when you leaned forward and questioned whether he got hurt or not.

“Please”, he whispered and grabbed your wrists, pulling you down into a straight position again.

You listened to him intently, feeling confused by his nervousness. Though a part of your mind wriggled around in excitement, sending butterflies to your stomach, sparks to your skin where he touched you and a lump to your throat. Part of you expected something major but you didn’t dare to hope.

“I never intended for this to happen”, Taehyung whispered, “and I’m truly sorry if this - if I - make you uncomfortable.”

You shook your head and leaned forward again. The water splashed violently around you as Taehyung quickly placed his hands on your hips and pressed you back down again, begging you to stay still until he finished talking.

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, taking everything he felt in for just a moment. Taehyung rubbed small circles into your skin, trying to calm himself down with the motion but knowing in what situation he was just amplified his nervousness.

“It’s okay”, you told him quietly, “you will never make me uncomfortable.”

A small and somewhat relieved smile spread over his lips. He chuckled softly and thanked you for the encouragement. “It’s hard for me to watch you go with the hyungs but I can endure it because all I sense is friendship between you. With Jungkook it’s different.”

You tilted your head to the side, wondering how it was different with Jungkook when he was just as nice to you as the others.

“It’s not my place to tell you how he feels, but when you two went to that concert I got jealous because I wanted to be the one taking you out to a concert. I still like to do that, if you allow me.” Taehyung raised one of his hands, letting it glide over your arm until he reached your face to cup your cheek.

You nuzzled into his touch. Droplets ran down your cheek and fell into the water below. It tickled, feeling the wetness on your otherwise dry skin. You thought about his words, before you agreed. “I trust you.”

“That means a lot to me. And I feel incredibly relieved you’re willing to go on another date with me.” Taehyung laughed softly only to exhale deeply right afterwards. “I like you, Y/N.”

“I like you too!”

Taehyung chuckled again, shaking his head. “I meant I like you as in I fell in love with you over the months we spent together.”

You stilled, ears in full attention and heart racing like a wild animal within your chest. You wanted to scream in joy, wanted to squeal and roll all over your bed while the butterflies in your stomach increased and made everything tingly.

“I’m sorry I dropped such a bomb on you”, Taehyung apologized, dropping his hand back down to your hip. “You had such a stressful event and I’m here loading even more on top of it.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before he rubbed over the bridge of his nose. “I don’t expect an answer from you, so please don’t feel pressured in any way. If it does in fact make you feel uncomfortable just say so and I’ll leave immediately.”

“No!” You leaped forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing yourself as closely against his body as possible. “Never leave.”

“I didn’t mean like leave at all. Just to give you more space or something like that.” Taehyung hugged you and softly ran his large hand over your bare back.

“Never leave”, you repeated and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. You ignored your uncomfortable position, wanting to make sure your point came across even though you didn’t say much.

“I won’t”, Taehyung promised and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, scrunching his nose right afterwards. “How about we cuddle some more later and focus on cleaning you up now? Your hair and ears reek of beer.”

A prominent pout formed on your lips but you agreed nonetheless, sitting back up and following Taehyung’s instructions to turn around.

Taehyung grabbed a bowl from the edge of the tub and filled it with water, carefully navigating it over your head and letting the liquid spill over your hair. He repeated the motion several times until he was sure your hair was completely wet. Taehyung then grabbed a bottle of shampoo, his motion memory helping him to find it easily, and started massaging the shampoo into your scalp.

A low moan escaped your lips from Taehyung’s soft touches and you basically melted into his hands.

Only after the water got cold the both of you stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped yourself in towels. As soon as you were dry and wearing Taehyung’s clothes, he guided you out of the bathroom and into his room, mumbling something about needing a second pair of boxers as he didn’t plan to bathe as well.

Soon enough both of you snuggled close to each other on his bed, limbs in a tangled mess and heads close together.

“When we visit a concert”, you mumbled, picking up the conversation from before, “will it be like this one?”

Taehyung hummed lowly. “Depends.” He moved his fingers through your hair, gently combing them. “There are a lot of different types. We could go to a concert like this one but with much better precautions or we visit a seated concert. You’ll definitely not get pushed around there.”

You frowned in thought. The incidents at the concert still haunted you and you weren’t sure if you ever wanted to visit one again, despite your love for music. You gnawed at your lower lip as another thought made itself present. What if you had to attend a concert with Yoongi one day because you produced music after all?

“We don’t have to go immediately. Or even this year. We can go when you feel ready for it. I just want to make sure you won’t be afraid of something that is not as bad as the experience you had to live through today.” Taehyung told you calmly. “You know, a friend of mine once had a car accident when he was still living with his parents. Nothing happened to him but the car was a wreck. He was so scared after the accident and refused to drive ever again. Though his father told him to drive again, even asked him to drive him around. Just so he wouldn’t develop a fear so prominent he wouldn’t be able to drive ever again.”

You listened carefully, letting the words sink into you. “Did it work? Is your friend driving again?”

Taehyung chuckled softly. “It worked quite well. He’s like the most reckless driver I know. Okay, maybe not reckless, but Jungkook definitely got more speeding tickets than any of us.”

You gasped audibly and sat up. You opened your mouth but closed it again quickly, not knowing what you even wanted to say.

“Don’t worry”, Taehyung whispered and gently pulled you back into his embrace. “Even after something bad happened, he always bounces back. So we can let him suffer for a little longer before we accept his apology.”

“Tomorrow morning”, you insisted, still feeling bad at how devastated Jungkook felt. “I don’t want him to be scared of being my friend.”

Taehyung whined, begging you to ignore Jungkook for at least three days but he quickly gave up once he noticed how determined you were. “Fine, okay, fine. Tomorrow morning, we’ll put him out of his misery. You’re too kind, you know that?”

You simply shrugged with your shoulders, smiling to yourself as you slowly dozed off with Taehyung’s soft ministrations.

“I love you, little one”, he whispered and kissed the top of your head, getting comfortable and ready to sleep himself.

“I love you too.”

Chapter 20 | Epilogue

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