Miss Right | BTS SMUT

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"Tae?", you knocked. "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Upon learning the somewhat reasonable explanation of what had transpired during the event, it made you guilty for some reason. Even though technically Taehyung wasn't aware that you doubted him in the first place, you still wanted to make it up with him—just a simple apology for even doubting him in the first place. So, tonight, you had planned on doing so, but the thing is... Taehyung didn't show up—he bailed last minute. 

So there you were, outside Taeyung's suite shamelessly singing a song from Frozen to lure the man to open his door.

To your surprise, it didn't take much time. Within seconds, his door flew open and out came the man of the hour. "Go away, Anna", he said with the biggest grin on his face.

You both had gotten judging looks from an old couple who had happened to pass by, but you two simply didn't mind, only snickering when you heard the old lady whisper an audible remark: "Kids these days are crazy", to which her husband teasingly responded with "Let them be. You're just as crazy over me, you just don't wanna admit it", paired with a proud chuckle—making his wife blush and giggle like a high school girl. Their interaction was the cutest and purest encounter you had ever seen.

"Hey, gorgeous", Taehyung, then, greeted you once the elders had already gone inside their room, which took about a good amount of time since they're really old and walk really slow. You were only able to respond with a timid 'hi' because one: the most ethereal human being in the whole wide world called you gorgeous even if he only meant to use it as a term of endearment; and two: now that you're done with the reenactment of Frozen, you were now able to look at the real beauty in front of you.

There he was, leaning on his door frame, clad in the simplest attire yet he still managed to look as if he just came out from a fashion magazine. Currently, he was wearing his favourite Celine white t-shirt paired with checkered pajama pants from Burberry. His now permed hair looked so fluffy and soft—it took everything in you not to tiptoe just to touch and feel it. "What brings you here?"

"Just wanted to drop by and give you this." Of course, you didn't come empty-handed—you wanted to silently apologize anyway. So, you stood there with your hands wrapped around your little surprise for him. "Here", you handed it over to which he accepted with a puzzled look.

Instead of going back to your own suite after the scrumptious dinner with the other six men, you decided to make a detour. You gathered all the ingredients needed (making sure nothing was past due date as not to repeat what had happened in the past) before requesting the hotel to give you privileges to use their kitchen for a little while. Knowing that you're with BTS, they agreed right away.

"I don't remember calling for room service." He looked at the glass you just handed him. "Wait, did I?", he thought for a second, face contorting as he deeply thought about it. 

"No", you chuckled, gushing over how his lips always automatically turn into a pout when he concentrates on something. "Just thought you'd want some chocolate milkshake", and Taehyung almost squealed. His eyes twinkled upon hearing that and you couldn't help but smile at how he appreciates such simple pleasures in life—so innocent. With a beaming smile, he enthusiastically thanked you.

"Just what I needed!", Taehyung held onto the cute swirly straw before attaching his mouth to it. Before he could even take a sip, he looked at you and asked. "Wanna come inside my room?"

For a second you pondered. "No need, don't want to keep you from whatever you're doing", you smiled. When Taehyung didn't join dinner, he only said his usual excuse: "I'm busy with something", so you really weren't sure if it was alright to even keep him away from whatever it was for even just a few minutes. Besides, you didn't have any ulterior motive when you decided to knock at his door in the middle of the night, you really just wanted to give the drink to him on your way back to your nest.