Yin & Yang (Taehyung x Reader One shot)
Plot: When you wanted a breath of fresh air and to cry your eyes out at an internship rejection, you never thought it would happen in a remote area during the interval of a Bangtan concert.
You also never thought Kim Taehyung would help you pick up the pieces.
You certainly didn’t think he’d keep coming back into your life either.
No, you never did. But opposites attract right? Fate works in wonders and its time you started to believe in it.
Genre: Fluff, some angst.
AN: @taeniall I want to say thank you for keeping my head up during exams, every time I logged into tumblr you were there to tell me I’d do great and that really does brighten up my day. You know what this fic is about, so with all my heart- this is dedicated to you.
The atmosphere at the concert had made you want to go outside to get some fresh air, you loved that you could see Bangtan but the hall was unusually hot for you so you needed to get out during the interval. You didn’t see where you were going or if it was off limits, but no one seemed to be around your space so you thought it was safe.
It was a car park, and you were sure you weren’t supposed to be in the car park either. It had restriction signs with threats of prosecution for anyone caught loitering around the fence. You didn’t care at this moment though, you needed to breathe and this air was doing your lungs well.
You sat down on the curb, taking a deep breath as you closed her eyes.
You texted your friend to let her know you were just outside getting some air and then checked your emails. It had escaped your attention today was the day you’d be finding out from one of the one internship you desperately wanted. You had worked your ass off to study for those tests and attended the interviews in the hope of landing a life changing opportunity.
Seeing an inbox from the company, you proceeded to open it.
The weight of the implications hit you like a ton of bricks. This was your shot and you blew it. How else were you going to make it into the reporting world? The road to the rest of your life felt like it had closed. It confirmed your deepest fears: you were a failure.
You leaned back, taking deep breaths. Tears escaped from your eyes that were shut quicker than you could control and you used your sleeve to wipe them.
“I don’t think you should be here…” The hairs on the back of your neck froze. This was probably a hallucination. The velvety deep voice, one that you had heard countless times in interviews sounded awfully like-
“K-Kim Taehyung?” You asked yourself, wiping your eyes some more before shooting your head around towards the voice.
“I’m so sorry, I’ll get out of your way.” You babbled getting up, but Taehyung caught your arm.
To your amazement, he was smiling. You thought he’d call security, but he wasn’t- he was calm. You were starting to panic on the inside. What would Kim Taehyung want to do with you holding your arm like that?
Surprised, you looked down at where he held your arm and then back up to Taehyung. His eyes were fixed on you, but seeing the shock in your eyes had made confused.
“Well I can’t say fans normally run away from me if I say hi to them. “ He smiled a heartbreaking smile.
You were speechless. “I- I don’t want to disturb you.” You managed to croak out. The longer his arm was on yours, you forgot about the stifling heat of the stadium. You were comforted by the coolness of Taehyung’s hand.
“I’ve been coming out here during intervals to look at the stars. I do it before going back to perform. It’s nice to have company sometimes. Plus, you look like you could use it”. He said referring to the redness in your eyes probably.
“You wanna talk about it?” Taehyung asked, an reassuring smile on his face that made your forget what you were upset about.
“I don’t want to bother you with my worries. I’m so sorry for just interrupting your space like this.” You said, feeling uneasy about telling Kim Taehyung one of the biggest opportunities of your life had just slipped under your finger tips and made you cry like a baby.
“How about you tell me about whats bothering you and I’ll tell you some of mine?” He said sitting down right next to you on the curb.
You had just seen him performing, and now he sat next to you so freely. You were sure he wasn’t like that with other fans.
“I don’t know…” You admitted, you didn’t want one of your inspirations to think you were a failure.
“How about you tell me about why you like our music then? We can go from there.” He said smiling. It shouldn’t be normal, but you felt your worries lift off with that smile.
With a nervous sigh, you decided to step out into the unknown and begin.
“I started listening to Bangtan after…”
You couldn’t believe you had spent the last fifteen minutes telling Kim Taehyung, (your bias as well) about your life story getting involved with his music. He listened intently, awed at you as much as you were awed at him. You realised he really cared about the fans, wanting to know more about your life.
“It’s nice to know what you’re- or what you guys are doing. We don’t get to go out that much, so it’s nice to hear.” Taehyung said.
“I hope you get enough rest, you all work so hard.” You added in, tucking a hair strand behind your ear.
There was a silence before Taehyung broke it.
“So what is it that you want to do?”
“I think I want to travel, but travel with purpose. A reporter probably, but you know how the world works. It’s about connections for that kind of business and I have none. It’s probably why I got rejected from that internship.” You admitted, letting a bit about yourself come out which was something not everyone saw. But here you were, pouring your inner thoughts out to Kim Taehyung, an idol.
“Pretty.” He said, and you momentarily froze.
There had to be something going on, NO WAY did Kim Taehyung just call you pretty?
“The views pretty good I’ll say.” You said looking up at the stars to confirm he wasn’t talking about you. There’s no way Kim Taehyung was talking about you, there had to be an ulterior motive. Was this just a fan prank or something? It had to be.
“The views good too.” Taehyung chuckled.
“It was nice to meet you Y/N. It’s nice not to be met with screams for once. I wish you every luck in the future.” He then lifted himself up and offered you his hand to grasp.
You looked up at him. He was ethereal. How was he even holding out his hand for you? You figured it was probably the last time you’d see him and for some reason that hurt. Despite being next to him only for a short time: you felt comfortable. Taehyung also seemed comfortable, which you were sure wasn’t normal for someone who was just meeting a fan.
“What are you thinking about? It makes me curious.” Taehyung said, bending down to your level.
“You’re still young. You’ll figure out your dreams. Someone once told me good things happen to those who wait, so you’ll get your break soon too. You’ll make your connections.” His smile looked determined, if you had known anything about Taehyung from watching him in front of a screen it was that you could tell when he had a hint of mischief in his eyes.
You let out a smile and took his hand. Taehyung pulled you up and you nearly lost balance and stubbed his toe.
“Oh God I’m so sorry. What if you can’t dance?”. You said panicked.
Taehyung sighed. “You’ll probably get sued by BigHit.”
You looked at him with wide eyes.
“Kidding!” He laughed. You couldn’t help but let out a smile.
“Smile more. It suits you.” Taehyung said. Your cheeks were on fire.
“Aren’t you remotely worried I could spread rumours about meeting you?” You asked sceptically after a moment.
“Not really, You didn’t scream when you saw me, faint, run or look at your phone even once. I trust you.” He said.
“That’s awfully nice of you. I won’t say anything, promise.” You let out a smile again, and Taehyung beamed.
“That’s better. How amazing am I, I saw you crying and now you’re beaming.” He laughed, but was interrupted by a buzzer.
“Oh, I have to get back. The show starts in five minutes.” He said.
Oh. It meant it was time to say bye. Bye from someone who had brightened you up instantly.
“Good luck with everything Bangtan, you’re going to be industry defining.” You said, keeping the smile on.
“And you, one day you’ll be the reporter who interviews me after I design the Gucci mens collection.”
Taehyung held out his slender finger and sealed your expectations with a pinky promise.
If someone had told you an hour ago, that you’d be pinky promising with Kim Taehyung you would have told them the moon had cheese on it.
Life worked in weird ways, and you’d cherish how you met Kim Taehyung and would keep it a little secret, shared just between you two.
After saying your goodbyes, you enjoyed the rest of the concert and your friends had noticed a change in your mood. You seemed peaceful.
“What happened in the car park?” Sa-Jan asked loudly over the music.
“Nothing! The air was just really refreshing. I needed it.” You replied back, but your eyes were focused on Taehyung who had just paused to say something after I NEED U finished.
“I have a message for you all. Whatever you’re doing in life, whatever you want to do: it’ll take time but don’t give up. It’ll get better soon. I promise.”
The stadium went wild, but it shook you. There had to be something going on behind this all, it didn’t make sense for Kim Taehyung to do this all for you. Maybe he just saw you as a representative of all fans, but then he knew you were different. You tried to get out of his sight when you met him.
You could see his eyes scanning the audience, and for a split second you could swear they met yours before the intro of RUN started and he went back to his position.
3 months later
Things had gotten better.
Whilst you didn’t land that coveted internship, you were shadowing a veteran reporter who use to cover some of the biggest stories back in the 80s. Mr Jian had approached you by email after reading some of your work in an old college paper. You graciously accepted the offer, knowing your route to being a good reporter hadn’t shut.
On your day off from him, you were at home watching a series on netflix when your friend showed up unannounced and screamed how she had gotten you tickets to a fan meet and greet with Bangtan as an early birthday present.
You gulped. That would mean seeing Kim Taehyung again, the guy who low key inspired most of your works with his message about never giving up.
“Come on! We can actually meet them in person!”
The propsect of meeting Taehyung again had you on edge. You couldn’t stop thinking about him for a while after you had met him in the car park those months ago.
You knew how expensive those tickets were to get, so it would seem ungrateful to turn them down. Yet you were worried Taehyung would forget who you were and just treat you like anybody else. You didn’t want that. A small part of you liked to think he knew you, but as time went by you convinced yourself he probably just saw you as a fan to help out since she was crying.
You agreed to go to the meet and greet: for your friend, and you would meet the rest of Bangtan too which wasn’t an opportunity to just pass up like that. Taehyung’s possible forgetfulness be damned.
As soon as it was your turn to see Taehyung, he smiled brightly to your surprised.
“Y/N!” He even remembered your name.
Once again he looked ethereal, but you noticed Jungkook shooting a shook look at how Taehyung had called you by his name before pressing his lips in contemplation and turning back to his fan.
The inner fangirl inside knew this would be caught on camera.
“My friend got me early birthday tickets to come here. I wanted to say hi.” You said smiling, realising you had over analysed the whole thing before. Taehyung didn’t forget you.
“Hi.” Taehyung simply said smiling.
“Hi.” You said back, a smile on your face too like you had just met an old friend and were waiting to hug them.
Given the lack of contact between you two, no holding hands or teasing- it must have looked weird to everyone else.
Taehyung picked up on that, so entwined your hands with his.
“Room 555. That’s where I’m going to be in an hour. Wait for me. The passwords 1221.” He said keeping up appearances with twirling your hands around.
“Your hands are so small!” He matched his long slender fingers up to your petite ones in comparison. It looked like he was doting on you, like all the others were doting on the girls in line. It wouldn’t raise questions.
You played up too, resting your head on the table in embarrassment.
Taehyung laughed and you were about to say something else but a staff member hurried you across to Jungkook.
You gave a last knowing smile to Taehyung before meeting with the maknae.
Jungkook looked at you in contemplation. The smart cookie (no pun intended) picked something up.
He also entwined his hand with yours in an act but narrowed his eyes out on you, a smirk on his face.
“Y/N.” Jungkook said your name, earning a short glance from Taehyung.
“Are you Taehyungshi’s new friend?” He teased, making sure Taehyung heard.
“Why, are you worried I’ll take your place?” You joked back.
Jungkook smiled a cheesy smile before saying ‘shhhhh…’ and left you confused.
He turned the conversation into a usual fan-idol one, and you realised you had forgotten to appreciate the maknae. Jungkook and you managed to joke around, but there was a curious tone lacing his voice. He wanted to know how Taehyung knew you.
Soon enough, you were ushered to finish and that was the end of your meet and greet. All of them were lovely, but it was difficult to say you didn’t have a real attraction to Kim Taehyung. He was
Your friend still had time until her visit though, so when she was in que you managed to find the entrance to the set of rooms and push a password in. You wandered until you found the room Taehyung had asked you to find, but didn’t need to look far as you were pulled in by a familiar arm.
“Hey you!” Taehyung decided to embrace you in his arms so casually.
“How are you doing?” He asked.
“Good. I’m shadowing one of the oldest veteran reporters in the country, which is weird since I had no idea how she managed to find out-” You momentarily had looked up to see Taehyung’s reaction, which was plastered in a smirk.
No, he wouldn’t do that. It was impossible.
Your mind flashed back to the mischief you saw in his eyes when he said not to worry a few months back.
“No, why would you do this?” You asked, surprised that he went to those lengths to get your recognised.
“I know some people, it’s no big deal. I’ve been reading your stuff for the past month too- it’s really good!”
You blushed. Your recent stuff had been following the kpop world and you did an article on Bangtan where you admitted Taehyung was your bias.
You cradled your head in your hands embarrassed.
“This is so embarrassing! How much did you read?” You asked peeking out of your hands.
“I may or may not have read the part where you said Kim Taehyung stole your heart a while ago, but you’re going to try and give a balanced over view of Bangtan none the less.” Taehyung chuckled, a bright smile on his face.
“Stole your heart, hey?” He teased.
You were mortified.
“I think anyone who steals your heart deserves to at least be able to take you out for coffee, right?”
How you had the courage to agree to coffee with Taehyung, you never knew. Yet, it was safe to say it began the start of something new.
Your coffee date was a week later, and Taehyung had managed to book a private booth where you both got to know each other.
“Isn’t it weird to just ask a fan out for coffee like this?” You asked honestly, finishing your macchiato.
“I think we were past the fan-idol stage when you poured your heart out to me.” Taehyung admitted.
“Are, we friends then?” You asked, trying to keep your calm inside.
“Friends.” He confirmed, but with a familiar look of mischief in is eyes.
Coffee dates with Taehyung became a regular thing from then on, but the life of an idol began to take its toll on you as well.
Rumours had emerged of Taehyung dating a member of a girls group but you didn’t want to press too much on it, that was until his phone kept on ringing when you were having coffee with him.
“Answer it, it must be important.” You re-assured him that you were okay with it.
For once, Taehyung seemed annoyed as he picked up his phone.
“Hello?…Hi…I’m actually kind of busy, what- no, you followed me?..No, I’m not angry but, okay, okay, yeah it’s cool we’re at the back booth.”
Taehyung mouthed he was sorry to you over the phone, but you weren’t quite catching on until he put the phone down.
“I’m sure you’ve..probably heard the rumours.’ Taehyung looked uncomfortable around you for once.
“I’ve seen some of them.” You admitted.
“I kind of…am ‘dating’ Eun from YIU.” Taehyung said.
“It’s more to help their albums sell, BigHit and their company did a small scale merger.” Taehyung was the one bumbling for once, as he tried to justify himself to you.
“It’s okay Tae.” You said, repressing that the rumours were technically true. You shouldn’t have raised your hopes up in the first place anyway in the back of your mind. Kim Taehyung was an idol, and you weren’t. You were just a fan he helped out and made a friend out of in the process. There was nothing more to these coffee dates.
You smiled at him, because if anything you learnt from Taehyung that a smile can be deceiving.
Your brief moment of silence was interrupted by none other than Eun. In other circumstances you would have been ecstatic to meet her, but YIU never really held your appeal that much so you were much more calm. You bowed your head to her in respect, but you decided not to like her the moment she gave you a once over and didn’t acknowledge you politely.
“Taeeeeeeshi you know you’re not supposed to be seen with any other girls!” Eun screeched, stomping her expensive heels on the floor.
Taeeshi? You internally rolled your eyes.
Taehyung chuckled in awkwardness. “This is my friend Y/N, we don’t have anything to worry about.” Taehyung tried to justify himself and Eun gave you a stinging look from the corner of her eyes.
“How about you sit down? We can all have coffee together.” He said, offering Eun a place to sit on his side of the sofa but instead she decided to plant herself on his lap.
You were boiling inside, and you knew there was no reason to. Taehyung wasn’t yours. You shouldn’t feel a claim on him.
“You know what I think it’s time for me to leave. Enjoy your date guys. Nice to meet you Eun.” You said getting up and grabbing your purse.
“Y/N- wai-” Taehyung was cut of by Eun who had just kissed him on the cheek.
“Smile!” She then took a selfie of Tae’s dazed face with her lips on them.
“Aish, good riddance. I thought she was going to stay here. Now, we were talking about a collabo-”
You blocked out Eun’s obnoxious voice from your head and walked out the coffee place as fast as you could. Outside, you hailed a taxi and got in giving the driver your address. On the ride home you decided you didn’t have to make things awkward, because then Taehyung would think you got the wrong message. You were just a fan. A fan.
You convinced yourself there was nothing more.
A week and a half later, your responded to the incessant banging on your apartment door ready to scream at whoever thought they could do that.
“Hey, this isn’t-” You pre prepared response was cut short by the sight of a disheveled Taehyung.
“You haven’t been picking up my calls for a week now. I had to go through concert records to find out where you live.” He said holding up a bunch of documents.
“ Do you have an explanation?” Taehyung’s voice was octaves lower than usual, which meant he was pissed off. A rare sight.
A scary rare sight.
“There’s no explanation. You’re busy with your girlfriend.” You said, but it was impossible to hide the hint of annoyance in your voice.
Taehyung chuckled lowly, taking an uninvited step into your apartment and shutting the door behind him.
“Is this what’s this about?” He asked, picking up on how you couldn’t hide your annoyance.
“No. It’s not.” You lied through your teeth looking away from him.
“I was going to wait. But I think I have to do this now.”
Your face was touched by Taehyung’s cool hands as he tilted your head towards him, cradling your face. He took two steps forward, right up to you and bore his eyes into yours.
You gazed back, dumbfounded.
Did you want this?
Yes, you did.
But did you want it whilst he was with someone else, even if it was staged?
Reason wasn’t cooperating with you right now, you could smell the cool mint from his breath and his eyes that were searching your face frantically.
He had a knack for adding more fire to your cheeks.
With inches to spare from his lips coming into a delicious contact with yours, you tilted your head to the other side and took hold of Taehyung’s writs which had gently cradled your head.
“Not like this. You’ll regret it.” You whispered.
“Why? Do you think I’ll just have you and then go on living my life, Y/N? After all our time together, I thought you knew me a little better.”Taehyung protested.
“You’re with someone else, Taehyung”.
“See? Eun is the problem then.” He re-confirmed his earlier suspicion.
There was a pause, as you tried to become fascinated with the marble of the floor and Taehyung sighed in frustration.
“She’s just a company thing, I swear! There may have been some flirting at first but it’s only because I’m oblivious to these things!”. Taehyung defended himself.
You knew his excuse was right, it was just a company thing and Taehyung really couldn’t tell if he was being too friendly with people. It didn’t stop making you feel bad though. Like you were connected, Taehyung picked up on your sadness.
“A few months ago, I saw you crying and just wanted to find out what was wrong before walking you back to the concert. Then, you looked so frightened I couldn’t help but stay with you a little longer. I realised that I really liked the sound of your voice, how calm you were and how I wanted to fix how hopeless you sounded. That’s when I wanted to be around you. So yes, I did get you that job with a veteran reporter but I don’t regret it one bit. It sent you my way again and that’s made me even more happy than I’ve ever been. I’m not about to lose you to some stupid company relationship Y/N.” The seriousness in Taehyung’s voice and eyes was a rare sight.
“I hate you Kim Taehyung. You made me fall in love with you.” You said lowly, not caring you had just admitted how much you liked Taehyung.
You were polar opposites. Taehyung was bubbly, sweet and optimistic. You were collected, sceptical and probably walked around with a confused look on your face most of the time- or so you were told.
You were Yin and Taehyung were Yang. It was either going to work or crash into a million pieces.
“I can’t say I hate you. I could never hate someone like you.” Taehyung just re-confirmed your yin yang theory. His optimism shined out.
“I love you, and this is going to work out.” Taehyung re-assured you with a sweet smile.
“What about your company girlfriend?”You asked.
“It’ll clear up. I know it will. Watch their albums sell a few, and then it’ll all be over.” Whatever Taehyung said seemed to calm you down instantly.
“I’m sorry for being such a drama queen.”
“It’s okay, you’re my drama queen.”
The rest of the night saw Taehyung become introduced to the most intimate place in your life: your home. This new development with Taehyung was probably the most intense, the knowledge that both of you liked each other made you see how adorably extra Taehyung was.
After watching a movie, you made him dinner and he sat on the kitchen counter eager to taste what you were making.
“You know you can’t do that stuff to me until you break up with her?” You clarified, making sure Taehyung knew that encircling you from behind couldn’t happen just yet.
“It’s not like I’m in a real relationship…” He said, dangerously close to the silver of your neck.
“If this is you now, what are you going to be like when we’re together?” You asked yourself out loud.
“Why, you scared?” Taehyung’s voice was octaves lower, his lips still close to your neck.
“Petrified.” You said pessimistically, even though you were excited on the inside.
Kim Taehyung was ethereal, and you still couldn’t quite believe he wanted you.
“You better be.” Taehyung finished before backing away back to his seat on the counter.
Dinner was served, and Taehyung ate eagerly letting you know how much he enjoyed the food. You were awed by how natural everything felt with him. Dinner passed smoothly, sometimes you ate in a comfortable silence, with other moments of Taehyung making you laugh and vice versa.
After dinner you put the dishes away in the dish washer and found Taehyung messing around with your stereo system and area.
“Wow, you sure are a number 1 fan.” He said, holding out all your Bangtan CD’s.
“The best. You know, Jungkook was my bias at first.” You teased.
Taehyung growled in response, and you threw your head back in laughter. “Only for two months. Then you came along and I couldn’t stop looking at you. You ruined me.”
Taehyung approved of your response, shooting you a heartbreaking wink.
He turned on the stereo and a slow song started to play.
“You can say sorry by dancing with me.” Taehyung said.
“I can’t dance.” You made known.
“No girlfriend of mine won’t be able to dance.” He sighed playfully, stalking towards you.
Reluctantly, you agreed because you figured he’d get bored or hurt after you stubbed his toe. Taehyung put his arms on your hips whilst you rested yours on his shoulders.
“Ready? 1,2,3…” Taehyung tried to re-assure you. The music started to pick up slowly, and he started to lead but you were hopeless at following.
“I’m not an idol, Tae! I can’t just waltz out of the blue.” You laughed, but Taehyung was taking none of it.
He playfully sighed.
“What am I going to do with you? Put your feet on my toes.” Taehyung’s smart idea was to lift you up to dance. He was beaming down at you and your heart nearly stopped.
“Stop dazzling me.” You whispered.
“Why don’t you stop?” He taunted back.
Playful bickering became a part of your relationship. Eventually things worked in your favour, as Taehyung’s optimism seemed to have positive effects. Things got better for you, you rose up the ranks in the reporting world slowly and Taehyung had managed to be your rock. Little did you know, you were equally a rock for him. You didn’t realise it, but Taehyung did. You were the only one he would call up at 3am, or advise him on what the best thing to do was, or make him feel better with just a knowing look.
Yin and Yang, both in sync together.
You had managed to keep your relationship quiet for a long time, but two years down the line you were now a reporter known around and Taehyung had just launched his collection with Gucci on the side.
The emotions hit you when you realised you were the one assigned to interview him, because this is what you had said would happen one day.
During the interview, you thought things went smoothly. Though, everything went smoothly with you and Taehyung because you were a couple of two years now. You couldn’t pick up on the small flirtations and bickering that went along during your interviews: but everyone else did.
You didn’t realise it until you watched a clip on YouTube labelled ‘Taehyung x Y/N”.
“So, Gucci Kim Taehyung?” Your voice echoed from the screen, even your body language on camera looked way too comfortable. Your smile was the most natural, and Taehyung had a knowing smirk on his face too.
Anyone with a brain would know something was up.
“Gucci.” Taehyung simply said with an adoring smile.
His stare on screen towards you was smoldering, and it was probably because the first time you saw him after his tour was at the interview and not at home.
“What inspired you to collaborate with Gucci?” You asked.
“Well, I once met a girl and she just got Gucci on my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about h- I mean Gucci.”
Taehyung had made game over at this point, because camera you had looked down smiling.
“That’s a mighty inspiration.” You reply.
“I hope Gucci continues to inspire you.” Camera you peeked above from her eyelashes.
“They do. In many ways, every single time of the day. Very passionate.”
Camera you blushed at Taehyung’s voice and slight revelation about your love life.
Watching the interview back, you cringed because it was a very private moment. You were surprised your company decided to air it. SNS had started to blow up with theories on who you were to Taehyung too.
You called Taehyung out of being anxious.
“Gucci inspiration, baby? Seriously!” You yelled down the phone.
Taehyung laughed loudly.
“Have you seen SNS? I think it’s time we come out clean.” He said, which earned you a nervous feeling in your stomach.
“It’s been 2 years, I’d really like to show you off to the world and you’d probably like to stop seeing those advances from douche’s at work who think you’re single.”
You agreed, but were worried about the reactions that would come out of it.
“Fine, I’m okay with it. If you are.” You clarified.
“Perfect, I’ll have a statement published later today. I’ll see you at dinner baby, okay?”.
You gave your love to Taehyung and then hung up.
The statement never came out though, which had you worried. Maybe Taehyung had changed his mind and wanted to keep things under wraps but it would be difficult for you though because the theories would continue. They were pilling up on your twitter too behind all other posts.
That night, when you were about to ask Taehyung about the statement after dinner you were surprised to see him say he wanted to take you out on a drive. You knew Taehyung was probably exhausted from all his work today but agreed seeing he was so persuasive.
“Where are we going?” You asked sweetly, in the hopes he would tell you.
“Trust me.” Those were the only two words that came out of his mouth. Taehyung even made you close your eyes as he put a blindfold on you. This was exciting, but surprises made you more anxious.
The car stopped, and you asked if you could take the blindfold off.
“Not yet, just follow my lead.” He said as he took your arm out of the car and lead you towards wherever he was taking you.
The cool night air here felt familiar.
“Okay, open.” He took the blindfold off and you looked around to see where you were.
Noticing the curb on the floor and the moon shining right above both of you, you realised where you were. Taehyung and you had first met here in this car park.
“Y/N.” Taehyung announched, and you ripped your eyes away from the moon to him. He wasn’t in front of you but was down on the floor on- one knee.
Oh my goodness, you thought.
“Thank you for being my guiding light for these past two years. You’ve always said how lucky you were to have met me, but I feel like I’m the lucky one. I’ve always been the lucky one here, and I’ll be the happiest man on earth if that’s even more possible if you do the extraordinary honour of being my wife.”
Your hand found its way to your mouth as you held back your gasp. You were in the exact position that Taehyung had offered his hand to you to lift up, and two years later you were here again.
“Yes.” You said. “Yes, yes, yes, yes!” You were the one now to pull Taehyung up to his suprise and kiss him boldly.
“Let me put the ring on you, silly.” He said before breaking out of the kiss.
“Ah, my beautiful future wife.” Taehyung beamed, lifting you up the ground.
You wiped some of the stray tears that had escaped your eyes.
“Let’s get that statement out new: The reason why Kim Taehyung is so infatuated with Y/N the reporter is because she’s his fiancee.” Taehyung said, which made you realise why he didn’t put out a statement earlier. He was planning to propose.
Taehyung, always full of surprises.
Two years ago, you were a mess. That mess began to clear up meeting someone you never would have dreamed of. Two years later, you were less of a mess and still had a long way to go: but you knew one thing, with Taehyung- you could go anywhere.
Your beginning had only just started.
AN: I loved writing this, writing after exams with no guilt is the best feeling. I’m thinking about having a Taehyung’s POV- we really don’t know what he was thinking apart from what he says here do we?
This marks the start of a lot of fic updates over the summer guys!