Let me Love you | TK

Chapter:34

Author's note:

I was missing Bangtan, especially my precious Taekook alot and writing LMLY felt like only coping mechanism. Hence this chapter is all about their cutesy & fluffy moments (again).

I hope y'all enjoy!

Sorry for delay :(

I am grateful for your patience..(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

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Taehyung's POV:

"He is cursed."

"He brings bad luck."

"Everyone should leave him."

"No wonder his husband divorced him."

"Who would wanna live with such a Jinx?"

My eyes flied open in terror, dark ceiling of the room first thing coming into my central view.

Another nightmare. Same old taunts.

My chest heaves up and down as I shakily turn sideways and immediately feel like tension seeped out of my body, once I caught a sight of his peaceful sleeping face.

Relief washed over me.
Kook is right here.

My ragged and uneven breaths turn slow and controlled.

I wonder how it is possible for Kook to calm me when he's not even doing anything?

All it takes to bring my restless mind to ease is his sole presence near me.
Such a magician!

Oh God
looking at him makes me stupid.
So so stupid.
I should not get obsessed with smallest of things..

But have you seen how angelic he looks while sleeping?

Or the glow in his eyes everytime he talks about something he's passionate about?

Or the way his smile gets bigger when I return from office?

The soft strokes of his thumb each time we are holding hands?

The way he tucks my hair behind my ear so gently in between a conversation like it's the most natural thing to do?

How, no matter how much I deny, he always makes sure to feed me the last bite of every meal, even his favorite ones?

I look at Jungkook with a strange appreciation reflecting in my eyes that I rarely show him. A thousand thankyous resting on the tip of my tongue. Those that I rarely tell him...

He is sleeping on his side facing me. One hand under the pillow while the other palm lay flat on the bed.

I shouldn't get wordless staring at him.
All tangled heat and longing. Wanting to build a universe where we never get out of bed. Wanting to crawl into his arms like ivy, catch his laughter from air and wrap it around myself like a blanket. He makes me feel like a moss on trees which is to say he makes me feel like I'm home and where I'm supposed to be.

His eyes are shut causing the dark long lashes to fall beautifully on his round cheeks. His hair lay haphazardly over his forehead and a little, almost unnoticeable pout adorned his lips.

I am in awe at his arresting beauty once again. It doesn't even make sense that a person could look like him or a person could be like how Jungkook is.

And there's indeed no one like him.

I am convinced that he's the only one whose face is sculpted by angels and has a heart made out of love letters. Only one who gives me so much love knowing it has nothing to do with what he is getting in return. Only one who has plenty of love to give away and still too sure of the fact that he will never run out of it...