❝ Is it true what you said? ❞
Plot: You and Taehyung are best friend but both have feelings for each other. You try to move on and he sees you on a date, becoming jealous and making a scene in front of everyone.
Words count: 2,9k
Genre: Angst/Fluff in the end
For anon, I hope you like it! - M.
Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥
Your bed never seemed so soft. After days of grueling work, you were finally free to rest. To enjoy the tranquillity of your room, the silence caused by the absence of another human in the house, the lukewarm air that entered the window slightly open in that windy June’s night.
Your best friend voice didn’t surprise you, but you simply slipped on the bed making him space and making a small but amused smile when you felt the mattress sinking next to you.
The only person you could endure despite the fatigue was just Taehyung. So much so that he had his own keys to your house and could enter at any time. His presence relieved any pain, physical and emotional, from the day you were met.
And when you realized that you started having feelings for him, you started to be even more tied to him. Despite the pain of not being more than his best friend, staying close to him was the only thing you wanted.
“Heavy day?” He inquired, lifting your head and letting his arm pass under it, “I see it from your dark circles”
“Being a nursing intern is quite stressful, Tae. Why are you here? No rehearsals or music awards to attend to..? ”
“No, nothing. So I thought we could spend some time together.. What do you say? ” He asked and you were too tired to notice his hopeful tone.
Or the way he looked at you; or the way he only smiled at you. The truth was that Taehyung loved you for more than a year, in the shadows and in total silence. And it had been the night of that violent storm, in which completely drenched you were presented in front of the door of his dorm, who had understood how much he really loved you and not just as a best friend.
He began to caress your hair, letting the long tapered fingers slip through them and enjoying the murmur of appreciation that began to slip your lips; those lips which many times he had desired to capture with their own, from time to time.
“I’d say it’s perfect Tae, I miss you.”
In your words, there was something hidden, that “I miss you” was worth much more than what others could seem but every so often you felt the need to let you go, admit aloud that you really missed him, even though he had never been “yours.” Opening your eyes, you turned your face and watched him, his features still incredibly delicate and eyes softened by feelings that you couldn’t decipher.
“Why are you blushing?” You wondered, noticing his slightly colored pink cheeks.
“I’m hot,” he lied shamelessly, biting slowly his plumpy bottom lip without moving away from his gaze; “You are not hot..?”
“If you’re hot why are you stuck to me..? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Tae. ”
“Because it’s comfortable, believe me.”
Smiling, despite being a tired smile, you turned completely towards him, laying on your side. You put your hand onto his side, just squeezing your fingers so that you had a better grip, slipping towards him and letting him turn on his side too.
There was no need for a lot of words between you two and it was one of the things you loved most about your relationship. He understood you, but at least in one thing, he had many gaps. Understand how much you were totally and completely in love with him.
He surrounded your side with his arm, then starting to slide his hand lightly up and down your back while you rested your forehead against his chest and indulged in the luxury of savoring his scent.
“I wonder when Gucci will call you.. I think you’re financing the whole brand. ”
He giggled, drawing you even more against his body and your legs collided, so he slipped one among yours letting them intertwine almost to perfection.
“More or less.. Do you mind? In short, you are a Dolce and Gabbana trash. ”
“Always Italian brands, dummy.”
And without noticing, you both fell asleep. The one in the arms of the other.