Serenade of taehyung 💗🫶

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Y/N's POV:

The first light of morning streamed softly through the windows, casting a gentle glow across the room. The faint chirping of birds outside and the quiet hum of the city were the only sounds breaking the silence. Y/N stirred, slowly waking from a deep, peaceful sleep. For a moment, she didn't move, savoring the warmth surrounding her. She felt safe, comforted, and... loved.

As her eyes fluttered open, she found herself nestled against Taehyung’s chest, his arm draped protectively around her, pulling her close even in sleep. His steady breathing was the only sound she could hear, and it lulled her into a sense of calm. She smiled softly, feeling a sense of peace she hadn’t known she needed. The events of the night felt like a distant memory now, tucked away by the presence of the man beside her.

Y/N (whispering to herself): This… this is where I belong.

She shifted slightly, not wanting to disturb him but craving the soft intimacy of the moment. She gently lifted her head to look at him, her heart fluttering at the sight of him so relaxed, so peaceful, something she rarely got to see. His features were softer in sleep, the tension of the previous day’s events momentarily gone. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, and his lips were slightly parted, a faint hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He looked... beautiful. And in that moment, all Y/N could think was how lucky she was to have him in her life.

Without thinking, she pressed a soft kiss to his chest, right over his heart. Her lips lingered there for a second, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her.

Y/N (quietly, to herself): “I love you…”

Taehyung stirred slightly at her touch, his hand instinctively tightening around her. His eyes flickered open, and when he saw her, his lips curled into a sleepy, affectionate smile. His eyes, still heavy with sleep, looked at her with warmth and tenderness.

Taehyung (his voice hoarse from sleep): “Morning, love.”

Y/N smiled back, her heart swelling at the sound of the word love slipping from his lips. The way he said it made her feel like the center of his world, and it was all she had ever wanted.

Y/N (softly): “Morning…”

Taehyung shifted, bringing one arm up to cradle her face gently, his thumb brushing over her cheek. His touch was tender, as though he were afraid to let go, to break the perfect moment.

Taehyung (his voice quieter now, more serious): “How did you sleep?”

Y/N (smiling softly, resting her head on his chest again): “Better than I’ve slept in a long time. With you here, I feel… safe. I didn’t think I could feel this safe anymore.”

Taehyung’s fingers gently ran through her hair, his touch slow and comforting. He closed his eyes for a moment, clearly savoring the quiet intimacy between them.

Taehyung (his voice low, almost a whisper): “You are safe. I’ll always make sure of that.”

Y/N’s heart fluttered at his words, knowing the weight behind them. He wasn’t just saying it—he meant it. She could feel it in the way he held her, in the way his hand rested gently on her back, his fingers tracing small circles as if he couldn’t help but touch her, reassure himself she was there.

The silence between them stretched on, comfortable and peaceful, before Taehyung finally broke it with a quiet chuckle.

Taehyung (with a teasing glint in his eyes): “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever woken up to a more beautiful sight than you in my arms.”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed a soft pink, and she couldn’t help but smile up at him. His words always had that effect on her, even when they were casual, even when he wasn’t trying. The way he looked at her made her feel like she was the only thing that mattered.