Can you do a V/ Taehyung Imagine to Bruno Mars’ “Versace on the Floor”?
Small mention of an eating disorder (something I struggle with…)
I hated award shows. I hated the fact I had to wear heels that killed me or a dress that was too tight or showed too much. But the boys loved it.
They loved me like a sister and how beautiful I blossomed from the years I’ve dated Taehyung. They accepted the fact that I would rather wear sweats over a skirt and converse over heels.
They knew I hated dressing up, but loved when I did because it gave them an excuse to be big brothers whenever I was treated like a piece of cake instead of a person.
The award show went well, and I noticed how touchy Tae was being.
His arm would be around my waist as we sat down, his thumb rubbing my thigh, him giving my cheek kisses every once in a while. He knew how self conscious I was with my body. Especially since I had an eating disorder.
Most people thought people with eating disorders could just get better or the fact of them saying,
Oh sweetie, you don’t look anorexic..
How could you be bulimic dear?
Don’t you think you’re exercising too much?
Somehow denied the fact of how we were feeling or what we were dealing with.
The boys were heartbroken to hear I had to be sent away for a while, but did everything they could to make me feel better.
But seeing all the nice and pretty girls, made me miss my old ways. And I guess Tae caught onto it and maybe that’s why he was whispering things in my ear.
“You’re so beautiful Jagi… And that dress is perfect on you.” he would say, pecking my neck. I shook my head.
“I’m fine Tae. Just… Tired is all.” I said, giving him a smile. He gave one back and pulled me closer to him as I laid my head onto his shoulder, the tears slowly falling for my stupid insecurity.
I tried not to make it obvious but I made slight eye contact with Jimin, who instantly looked worried. I smiled and clutched my stomach as a way to get him off the case. He stared and then slowly nodded, slowly turning away. I sniffled quietly and dried my tears, excusing myself to the bathroom.
I went into a stall and cried, hugging myself until my chest and head hurt and couldn’t breathe. I cleaned up and went back, all the boys looking at me. I made a funny face and they smiled warmly, as if of a way to make me feel better.
Jimin probably said something since Tae intertwined our fingers, and kissed my knuckles. He nuzzled his face into my neck and gave it a small kiss.
“We’ll go home soon.” he whispered. I nodded and we continued to watch, the show ending shortly.
We drove home, the boys dropping Tae and I off at the apartment we shared. I began to walk to our bedroom but Tae pulled me closer to him.
“Tae I’m tired.” I whined. He chuckled and began to hum in my ear, slowly swaying us.
“Remember when we were outside for the after party?” he asked. I nodded as we continued to sway.
“I kept getting lost in your eyes as we danced alone underneath chandelier. It felt like it was just us in that room, no one else except the stars watching us.” he said. I smiled and he gave me a kiss, leading me to the bedroom.
He slowly unzipped my dress, kissing my neck and shoulders , making me shiver. As it began to slowly slide down, I grabbed ahold of it, holding it up and making Tae stop. He looked upset.
“Jagi… You’re perfect from your head… down to your heels. There’s no one I’d rather be with in this world.. Except you.” he whispered. I felt teary eyed and nodded, letting the dress fall.
He looked me up and down, a smile forming on his lips. When he looked up at me, I saw lust and care in his eyes, making my heart melt.
As I sat down on the bed, he helped take my heels off as I untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. He climbed on top of me as I undid his belt and jeans, them set down next to my dress.
His hands trailed up and down my body, making me tense. He chuckled in my neck and looked me on the eyes, giving me his box smile.
“Don’t be scared… I’ve got you.” he said, pecking my lips. I nodded as he slid my underwear off, giving me a look. I nodded and he went to our nightstand, pulling out a wrapper.
He slid his boxers down, opening the wrapper and placing the thing inside on his length
“Tae?” I asked, stopping him.
“I love you.” I said. He smiled and came back up, giving me a kiss. This one warm and sweet.
“I know. And I will always love you.” he said, sliding inside and making me gasp.
My eyes fluttered opened and saw fabric. I rose my head up a bit and saw that I was cuddled into Taehyung’s chest, our legs a tangled mess and his arm draped over me.
I was wearing his boxers and a shirt of mine, him in a t shirt and sweats.
I looked up at him and smiled. He truly was beautiful.. Especially when he slept.
His soft breathing soothed me and blew onto my face, making me giggle. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled.
“Good morning darling.” he said, his morning voice sending my heart into a fit of flips.
“Good morning Tae.”
“How about some pancakes?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. I chuckled.
“We don’t have any mix.” I replied. He smiled.
“Let’s go out.” he laughed. I nodded and we got out of bed, him pulling me back down.
He continually kissed my neck and face, sending me into a fit of giggles. He stopped and we laughed.
“Can you wear one of my shirts?” he asked me, cocking his head to the left as I went to the closet.
“Why?” I asked, pulling out a black long sleeve. He came up and took it out of my hands, setting it back inside. I began to protest and he shut me up with a kiss.
“I know you wear black to look thinner darling. But you look good no matter what you wear. But you look really good in my clothes.” he said, smiling. I rolled my eyes but my heart thumped.
He knew how to make me feel better and I honestly don’t know what I would do without him.
“Fine..” I sighed. He smiled and we got dressed, me wearing a button up of his and headed out.