Unlasting || Kim Taehyung

29: Differences

A few uneventful days pass, and it's now mid afternoon as you lay wrapped up in blankets on Taehyung's couch. You flick through the tv channels, trying to find some way to entertain yourself. Taehyung had been working all day, leaving you to spend the day in his apartment. You finally settle on watching some cartoons when you hear the door open, Taehyung enters, hanging his coat up on the small rack before walking over to the couch.

"Hey," he calls, before making his way towards the couch, resting his hands on the back of the sofa. "Someone looks cozy."

"Hey." You give him a smile. "You're home early, how'd things go?"

"Fine, nothing new, and yeah, we finished up earlier than we thought." He glances at the screen. "May I join you?"

"Of course," you grin.

He walks around the couch, but instead of sitting on the adjacent seat, he climbs on top of you and nudges his way in between you and the back of the sofa. You giggle as he snuggles into your back, shifting a bit before getting comfortable and resting his chin on your shoulder. You both continue to watch tv in silence, cuddled up together comfortably, neither one of you wanting to break up the moment. After a few episodes, you start to get an uncomfortable pain in your abdomen, and you shift around, trying to ignore the small, nagging ache. That's when Taehyung takes in a sharp breath through his nose, and he sits up to face you.

"Y/n, are you bleeding?"

You furrow your brows for a second, confused as to why he would ask something like that when the answer is obviously no. But then you get that all too familiar feeling, and your eyes go wide.

"Shit." You quickly jump up from the chair, throwing the blanket off and running to the bathroom.

You close the door behind you and slide down your underwear and baggy sweatpants, groaning as you look at the patch of blood. Luckily, it isn't bad enough to soak into your pants, but your underwear is a lost cause. You do your best to clean yourself off when you realize you don't have any of your menstrual products in the bathroom, they're all in your purse, which is in the living room. You could always call for Taehyung, but you're already embarrassed as it is, part of you contemplates stuffing toilet paper in your pants and making a run for it.

You hear a light knock at the door, causing you to jump as you snapped out of your thoughts.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Taehyung calls from the opposite side of the door.

"Y- yeah, I'm fine." You're not really sure what else to say.

"Did you get your period?"

"Uhh, yeah." There's a brief silence, and you're not sure if he is still there until he speaks again.

"Do you need me to bring you stuff?"

"Uh." You brush your hair out of your face. "Yeah, could you grab a tampon from my bag?"

"Sure. Do you need underwear too?"

"...Yes please." You sound like a pleading toddler, and you can hear Taehyung laugh through the door before it goes quiet again.

A few minutes pass before you hear another knock. You walk over to the door and open it just enough for him to slide his hand in, and he gives you a tampon, a pair of underwear and a plastic bag. You didn't ask for one, but you're grateful he brought it so you can put your old panties somewhere.

"Thank youu," you say as you take the handful of items. He pulls the door shut and you quickly get yourself situated; you finish cleaning yourself up and pull your sweatpants back on before throwing your stained underwear into the plastic bag. You finally open the door to find Taehyung leaning against the other side of the hall, and he stands up as you walk out.