Nights in the Studio - Taejoon

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Taehyung's POV

I wait in the room feeling the most nervous I've ever been. The minutes go by too fast to take it all in, so I look around wondering what can keep Namjoon up for so long: I've set up the entire room, with some scented candles I bought this morning, the lighting at twenty percent, the temperature special warm for a cold day like this. I could have done better but I didn't have time, besides, this is not my house so it's a bit difficult to make exactly the image in my head.

Regardless, I have managed to bring the one piece that I want to matter: I have bought, especially for this moment, new underwear, and red silk pajamas; I've brushed my teeth a thousand times, I've also put on perfume and I've looked in the mirror to make sure my hair looks effortlessly flawless; I've put balm on my lips, shaved, gone to the bathroom...all especially for the best surprise I know, he's been waiting for.

Even if he doesn't tell me, I know he wants me; and I can no longer avoid the fact that I also want him.

It's a dream, maybe you'll be disappointed

What side are you on?

None at all, I was just saying...

I touch my covered arms and admire the softness of the fabric, I turn my gaze to the door, then anxiously to the window: the night looks cold but the glass is already fogged up. I imagine that the world outside encourages me not to lose patience, and I dare to sigh at the same time that the bolt on the door seems to win with a beep. I know what it means.

I get up quickly and run to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I listen as he walks into the darkness and bumps into something, I stifle a laugh at how clumsy he is; I want to peek but instead I look in the mirror, I practice a stare...

Aww

Shut up

...and I wait for him to call my name.

"Taheyung-ah? Are you here?" His confused and rough voice awakens my senses.

With one hand I open the bathroom door and reveal myself. I make the most innocent face I have while shamelessly but subtly showing my body in front of him. Namjoon is just standing on the corner of the bed, staring at me for a few seconds before letting out a nervous laugh.

"Yes I am." I answer with a deep voice, he continues to drown in complicit laughter.

"W-What is all this?" He asks me, I approach closing the bathroom door behind me, I sit on the bed and cross my legs, fully leaning on my shoulders, ready to lie down.

"Just something I prepared for your surprise." I answer, Namjoon's gaze wanders for a moment, then he takes his hands out of his pockets and stares at me.

"Tae?"

"Joonie?" I reply, cocking my head with a smirk.

"What exactly are you planning?" His stupid confirmation question makes me smile happily; I sigh heavily and feel good to look into his eyes, then I move my hand to hit the mattress right next to me, he understands and proceeds to sit there, I turn to face him.

"Namjoon-ah, I know it hasn't been long since everything was alright again...but you should still know that I love you, a lot," I say, looking at his face of surprise and utter attention "I'm glad everything is resolved, but I'm even more glad that you love me and have no intention of hurting me after... I've been through so much."

Now we are doing a speech?

A very necessary one

His hands find mine and caress them in the half darkness, he lets me continue.