𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

1. Cradled Hearts

Themes explored in this story:
☁️ Little space
☁️ Kisses and cuddles

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In the dimly lit expanse of their shared dormitory, the air was heavy with quietude. Taehyun, lost in his thoughts, sat by the window, gazing at the twinkling city lights beyond. Big Hit Entertainment's trainee life had woven a complex tapestry of friendships and aspirations, and within this intricate web, a delicate thread of unspoken emotions existed between Taehyun and Beomgyu.

The clock on the wall ticked softly as Taehyun's mind wandered to Beomgyu, his laughter, his smiles, and those moments when their eyes would lock, a fleeting connection laden with unexpressed sentiments. It was an uncharted territory for Taehyun, these feelings, tucked away beneath a veneer of friendship, waiting for the right moment to unfurl.

Beomgyu, on the other hand, was tucked away in his own room, an oasis of comfort amidst the whirlwind of trainee life. His room was adorned with soft colors, plush toys, and a sense of serenity. The struggle of each day, the vocal practice, dance routines, and rigorous training sessions often took a toll on him, especially triggering his little space condition. It was a peculiar quirk, known only to Soobin, their closest confidant, who understood and respected this facet of Beomgyu's being.

That night, fatigue and exhaustion nestled upon Beomgyu, wrapping him in a cocoon of drowsiness. He drifted into that quiet realm of his mind, where he felt small, vulnerable, and free from the burdens of adulthood.

As the minutes ticked by, Taehyun's restlessness drew him from his contemplation to the hallways, his instincts leading him to Beomgyu's room. Knocking gently, he received no response. Concern began to bubble within him, and he hesitated no longer, pushing the door open.

There, in the soft luminescence filtering through the curtains, he saw Beomgyu, a small figure amidst the sea of pillows, his body trembling gently in his little space. Confusion etched across Taehyun's features as he approached Beomgyu cautiously.

"Beomgyu hyung? Are you okay?" Taehyun's voice was a tender whisper as he knelt beside the bed.

Beomgyu stirred, blinking his eyes open, his gaze unfocused. A mix of emotions swirled within his gaze - vulnerability, confusion, and a hint of embarrassment. Yet, he found comfort in Taehyun's presence.

"Taehyunie.." Beomgyu's voice was a soft murmur, tinged with an innocence that spoke volumes.

"Shh, it's alright. I'm here" Taehyun replied, his fingers brushing against Beomgyu's hair.

Their proximity felt almost magnetic, drawing them closer as Taehyun's presence enveloped Beomgyu in a warm embrace. And then, in the haze of Beomgyu's vulnerability, a surge of emotion overtook him. With a barely coherent thought, he leaned forward and placed a delicate kiss on Taehyun's lips.

The kiss, though brief, held a weight that words could not convey. Beomgyu's heart raced, a mixture of astonishment and longing swirling within him. As consciousness returned, his cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and uncertainty.

"I-I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to-" Beomgyu stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Taehyun's gaze held a mix of surprise and tenderness, his fingers brushing against Beomgyu's cheek. "It's okay, Gyu. You don't have to apologize."

Beomgyu's heart fluttered at the affectionate nickname. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, words seemed unnecessary. Taehyun's hand cupped Beomgyu's cheek, their lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss. It was a confession, unspoken yet deeply felt.