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Love letter - Chapter Seven

The show soon came to an end, and Taehyung's fifth yawn in the past ten minutes signalled he was ready for bed. Taehyung lifted himself carefully, allowing me to adjust to him. I could no longer rest my weary heart and mind on his comforting shoulders.

"Bed?" Taehyung had turned around to offer me his hand so I could stand with him, but I shook my head. I tugged my laptop onto the blanket that covered my knees, readjusting my body to sit more upright as I opened the device. "It's late. Don't you want to come and snuggle?" Taehyung pouted.

That expression was a curse that I'd always caved into without fail, but not tonight... Knowing that words would fail me, I pursed my lips to the best smile I could offer and shook my head. Taehyung wanted to persist. But instead, he lowered his body to draw himself closer to my face; the warmth behind his chocolate eyes admired me for a moment.

The sands of time slip through the hourglass. How much longer would he look at me this way? With them sickly-sweet loving eyes that acted like I was the only thing in this world that mattered. As if he'd be able to forgive every wrong I ever committed against him, would he truly still be able to look at me the same way I confessed that I didn't feel empty because he wasn't the only one I wanted in my future. No. That was a lie. No such future could ever exist between Seokjin and me. The only future I needed was the one in front of me.

It had been a reflex to clasp Taehyung's soft cheeks; they had moulded to my fingertips like dough. Taehyung had leaned into my touch, "What's wrong, Angel?" His deep voice soothed. The words rolling off his tongue melted away my worries like a summer rain broke the unbearable heat. My purpose for living was before me, and I needed nothing else. I rested my forehead against his and pushed my nose lightly into the side of the lower bridge of his nose. Seeping away these fears and doubts.

"Just some stress at work," I answered as honestly as possible. Even at the words, I still felt guilty because these were the only words I could get him to understand without losing him, without changing things between us. "I need you..." I breathed the words that I could honestly speak.

Those words rang beyond I love you's. Because it was true and maybe even selfish to say; that I did need him. But not in the sexual sense or even romantic sense. Just physically and emotionally, for this brief moment fate would allow, I needed this moment to catch my breath with him. Without worry, if I would run into Seokjin again tomorrow or if he was alone in thought, playing over the moment I ran away. I needed Taehyung by my side even if he didn't comprehend the truth; I just needed him, and I needed him to know this. Maybe to serve as a memory for when the truth couldn't be contained any longer. That at this moment and every moment in our past and future, I have and always will need him.

"I need you too." Taehyung smiled back. Blissfully unaware, I wondered if such words to him would continue to be true in the darkness of my mind. But on the outside, I relished the moment; I couldn't continue to take these moments or him for granted any longer. My lips had aimed for his cheek but missed when Taehyung titled his face closer, unsatisfied with my notion.

So our lips reunited, and the kiss was slow, the weariness echoing against one another's lips. But that didn't mean the reunion was without love. After a few moments, Taehyung's lips vibrated a pleased hum as my lips had yearned for more. The laptop and blanket slipped from my lap as I rose onto my knees Taehyung had slowly begun to move his body upright and curl his arms to support my weight, ensuring I didn't fall face forward off the sofa.

My height inevitably broke us apart when his spine was vertically positioned, and my lips pouted, saddened the kiss had ended. "Not fair," I scoffed.

Taehyung burst into his wide-eyed boxy grin as a laugh escaped his lips that I desperately desired to be pressed against once more. "Bed?" He raised his eyebrow, trying to entice me into his arms one last time. My head twisted to glance at the laptop and lilac blanket strewn across the comfy sofa. I should have been able to allow myself to be swept away. Nevertheless, I shook my head one final time and waved goodnight to my soulmate.