TXT Oneshots

5. TaeGyu - You Can Hold My Hand A Little Longer

Summary:

the one where Beomgyu has a really terrible day and Taehyun swoops in to save the day.

[sequel/spin-off to I'm Still Here Though]
[fic for beomgyu's bday!]

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Preparing for a date was something that made a lot of people nervous but it was one of Beomgyu's favourite parts of going on a date.

Finding the perfect outfit for himself, doing his hair and make-up on point and making his date feel lucky when they finally saw him? Beomgyu ate that attention up, the reactions always boosting his ego. He made sure to always let the other person know that he is an amazing person regardless of whether their date works out or not.

Except, Beomgyu always took a long time getting the perfect outfit and doing his make-up– so much so that now, the movie was going to start in 15 minutes and Beomgyu was still in his apartment. Inwardly cursing, Beomgyu quickly grabbed his wallet, keys and phone and rushed out to nab a cab as soon as he could.

Thankfully, the moment he stepped out, he came across an empty cab and flagged it down. He settled in and the vehicle started. The trip to the theatre would normally take 15 minutes and Beomgyu mentally hoped that he wouldn't be too late and ruin the date's mood.

It seemed that the driver was very slow though because Beomgyu wanted to scream from how slow he was driving. “Um, could you please drive a bit faster? I’m getting late.”

The driver just grunted but didn't do anything to actually hurry up and Beomgyu's eyes widened in frustration before he flopped back onto his seat. Mid-way through, he started hearing shouts and sirens and Beomgyu looked out to find the road crowded and jam packed with vehicles and people.

“What happened?” Beomgyu mumbled, looking around for a clue. Two passers-by caught his attention, one of them telling the other that a huge truck fell across the road and the entire way is blocked now. “Oh, fuck.”

“What do you want to do, sir?” The driver looked at him from the front mirror and Beomgyu sighed, getting his phone from his pocket.

“I don’t think there’s a road that will take us there soon enough,” Beomgyu mused out loud. “I mean there is, but the taxi can’t go through. I’ll have to go by foot. I’ll just pay you for the ride till now.”

He stepped out, tapping on his phone to check the time but instead, he was greeted with a missed call from Soobin, his date. Beomgyu immediately called back, waiting as the phone connected but the network was terrible. Meanwhile, the driver was still waiting for the money so Beomgyu got out his wallet and started rifling it for the money.

The distraction made his phone slip from between his ear and hand and fell down on the pavement, making Beomgyu gasp and nearly drop his wallet except the driver managed to save it from falling.

“Thank yo–,” Beomgyu was saying as he went to pick up his phone but before he could finish, the driver u-turned and zoomed back twice as fast as before– and with Beomgyu's wallet still in his hands. The dark haired boy gaped in disbelief at what just happened. The driver just stole his wallet. Thank goodness it only had a little bit of money. He looked down at his phone and tried to turn it on but it wouldn't.

At that point, Beomgyu felt very close to start crying but he was still in the middle of the street, being jostled by people, listening to ambulance sirens in the background coupled with vehicles blaring their horns. So he held it in, and slipped the phone inside his pocket.

Remembering that he still has a watch on, Beomgyu checked the time only to find out that the movie started 10 minutes ago. He was late, had no way to inform Soobin and had no money. Everything was fucking great.