Hands of an Angel

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"What do you think will look better on me?"

I lift my gaze from the book i was eyeing —a physics book he left open on top of his desk and hasn't touched in three days— to look at Taehyung, immediately averting my eyes when i noticed he's only wearing shorts.

You know you should be used to the sight by now— after all, you've been living with him for more than a year, and you've accidentally faced some things that have stayed burned in your mind even though you've always tried to give him as much privacy as possible.

But now that Taehyung's aware that you're with him every hour of the day, it's as if he does it on purpose now, his teasing gradually escalating as the days pass, the hours taking your patience as it is slowly reduced to ashes. I never thought he'd take the game so seriously, but it's been almost a month since he pronounced those words and there hasn't been a day that he's faltered from his plan, always smirking at the empty space as he silently beckons you to come out, teasing and prodding as he waits for the day you finally snap and tell him to stop.

You can't deny it— the temptation is like a heavy, unrelenting force that keeps tugging at your chest, and it's both amusing and frustrating to look at him talk to the walls as he tries to find your transparent form, or the way he arrives from class with a tired look on his face as he spills words of hate and irritation while he talks about his continuous failures— it's during those moments that i truly have to resist the urge to whisper him words of encouragement, choosing instead to touch his back lightly so the knots on his shoulders start to disappear.

I come back to reality when Taehyung calls me again, letting his hands rest on his hips as he looks around the room. You glance at the two outfits that are laid out on the bed: one of them is completely black, and the other one is pretty much similar except for a bright red jacket with a turtle neck.

i bite my lip as i try to push down the sudden sourness in your throat— you remember, again, how Taehyung mentioned earlier in the day that he had a date tonight, eyes glimmering in excitement at the prospect of taking a pretty girl to dinner. Your feelings are still divided about the matter, but you ultimately choose to smile at the lack of dark clouds disturbing his thoughts, watching happily how his skin flushes pleasantly as he stares at the two outfits.

"Well?" Taehyung presses, and i hesitantly approach him, standing in front of the bed next to his tall figure. I can almost feel the warmth emanating from him as i slowly touch the black outfit with one of my fingers, allowing a slight breeze to caress the fabric.

It's almost imperceptible, but Taehyung still catches the movement with his quick eyes, a wide smile extending his mouth. Very few times you let him see small glimpses of your presence, but the way his eyes light up when you do definitely outweighs the risk you're putting yourself through.

"Good choice," he winks, making an involuntary giggle escape your lips. I immediately stop myself, feeling your skin heat up as you recognize the lukewarm feeling that sits contentedly on your chest— emotions that are slowly changing and stirring, completely different from the platonic protection you felt during the first couple of months.

I immediately shake off that dangerous train of thought, knowing it won't do you any good to dwell on it. Choosing to focus on Taehyung instead, i placidly look at the smile that hasn't vanished from his lips, heart swelling proudly at the fact that you're the one that provoked such cute, dazzling gesture to brighten up his features.

A couple of hours later the sky's gone completely dark, totally cloudless and allowing you a clear view of the fulgent moon as it pours its dainty light on Taehyung's eager footsteps. I follow him as he hurriedly walks towards the address he was given, black boots thumping against the sidewalk as he looks around the quiet, unknown street. For some reason there's a heaviness that's clutching to my body —or whatever your transparent form might be— and you can't seem to shake it off, no matter how many times you convince yourself that Taehyung seems happy, excited, no suspicious darkness around him as an easy smile curves his lips casually.

My heart tenses up then Taehyung finally stops, a frown settling on my face as i stare at the house Taehyung's gaze is focused on.

He looks at the address on his phone again, shuffling on his feet as he looks at the place dubiously.

"Huh. She didn't tell me she'd be having a party today,"

Indeed, the noise the house is producing manages to break the silent harmony of the whole street, bursting through the walls even though the door and the windows are closed.

All of my instincts are begging me to touch his shoulder and to share with him the wariness that's crawling at your back, but you hold yourself back, knowing that there are some matters you just can't meddle in. Besides, it's probably nothing more than the reticent jealousy that you're trying to push down in earnest. Maybe nothing bad will come out of tonight, maybe Taehyung will fall in love, maybe not— whatever happens, it is none of my business. i am just his guardian angle nothing more.

I notice Taehyung gulping loudly before pushing his phone inside of his back pocket. "Okay," he mutters, and you're not sure if it's mostly to himself rather than words directed to you. "Okay. Let's go inside."

I follow him, stopping when he rings the bell a couple of times. I doubt anyone will be able to hear it with how stridently the music is pumping, but seconds later there's a girl opening the door and she's smiling at Taehyung widely, face reddened and eyes glistening as she grabs at Taehyung's wrist enthusiastically.

Hi guys , whats popping im back it nothing to give ❤ , yes you have the right to be disappointed with the lack of updates cuz i am lazy without any doubt and im very embarrassed to come to you like that in the middle of my break down. but i truly love my people and i finally did something productive. 

YES IK IM SO SEXY . like im struggling to write this story and the only thing my brain could give as an advise is to write another story . its AGENT X AGENT AU , yes ofc its vhyun . no not the typical full time romance story but it is awfully a lotttt like vincenzo ❤ its like frenemies to having slight feelings for each other but not sure yet.