BTS ONE SHOTS

Taehyung angst/fluff

You had been introduced to the boys as Hoseoks best friend. When you were seen out in public that's who you were known as. But recently you were starting to get feelings for Taehyung. Even just thinking about it you found yourself blushing. The two of you got on so well, you liked the same things, you talked all of the time. You were starting to question whether he felt the same too. He'd never explicitly said he had any feelings, but you had noticed subtle changes in the way he looked at you and how he acted with you.

"YN!" Hoseok interrupted your trail of thought, nudging your arm as you lay on the grass in the park.

"Hobi? Can I help?" You asked, turning to look at him.

"I have an idea. That you are going to love." He said, you propped yourself up on your shoulders looking to your friend who was already standing up.

"Do you?" You asked, squinting at him. It was a really warm day so the two of you decided to take a trip to the park, taking in the sunshine.

"Don't hate me..." He said with a cheeky smile. He basked in the look of confusion on your face before squirting water at you and running to take cover. You screamed loudly, angry at him but also very amused.

"Hobi you...ugh, FINE." You exclaimed, standing up and grabbing your water bottle as well. You chased after your friend in the park, splashing each other with water every chance you got. Ten minutes later you were soaked to the bone, despite it being a warm day there was a cool breeze and you could feel it.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all..." Hobi sighed, he was out of breath from running so hard to get away from you.

"Really?" You asked sarcastically, shaking your head as you glanced down at your completely soaked through summer dress.

"Ah it fine, we can go back to the dorm and get changed." He said, running his hands through his wet hair as he reached down for his bag.

"I haven't brought spare clothes!" You said, resting your hands on your hips and following him as he began to walk.

"Don't worry, you can borrow some of ours." He smiled, linking arms with you. He made you laugh the whole way back to the dorm, but when you got there you still hadn't dried, and you were even colder than before.
"Hello! Anyone home?" Hobi shouted out, a groan could be heard from the next room but that was it. The rest of the place was silent.

"Who's that?" You asked, suddenly becoming conscious.

"Tae, he'll probably still be in bed." Hobi walked past you to go into the room. You could hear muttering and then even more groans from Tae. They made you feel uncertain.

"Is he the only one home?" You asked, catching the shirt Hobi threw at you when he entered the room.

"Yeah, the other guys are out." Hobi said, raising an eyebrow at you. You nodded in response. Walking into the bathroom to get changed.

Don't get feelings for him. He is an idol. You can't do anything anyway. Don't get feelings for him. He'd never feel the same.

You said to yourself as you looked in the mirror, you took off your wet dress and rested it on the dryer. Pulling on an old basket ball shirt and a pair of shorts. Your makeup was ruined and your hair lacked any kind of style at all. In short - you did not look or feel good.

Why does this happen to me? Why can't I just look good and then maybe there would be a chance!

You walked out of the bathroom, trying to convince yourself you were working your new ensemble. When you entered the living room Tae was stood speaking with Hobi. His hair was sticking up in all directions from having slept on it, the baggy shirt he was wearing clung perfectly to each defined muscle in his arm. You didn't dare look at the shorts he was wearing...