𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

kth : adomania

summary: in which he takes care of her.

genre: fluff

word count: + 1K

adomania; (noun)
the sense that the future is coming too quickly.

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"it seems like the two ligaments at the outer side of your ankle are torn. i'll give you an ankle stirrup which you have to wear for at least 6 weeks. don't take it off.", the doctor instructed me and i nodded and sighed. how in god's name did i even get into this mess? ah, i forgot, i was so stupid and tripped over some stones.

sighing, i limped out of the ambulance, grabbed my phone and called the one person i could relate on the most. "tae? are you at home now?" he sounded sleepy, like he just woke up. "yeah, why?" "i, uh..can you pick me up?" "where are you now, (y/n)?" i gulped. taehyung would completely freak out if i told him where i was. "(y/n)? are you alright?" now he sounded worried. i took a deep breath. "i'm standing in front of the ambulance..." "w-what?! what happened?! are you hurt?!" i was right. tae completely freaked out. "i'm fine, trust me. i just can't really walk. i'm so sorry." "there's no need to be sorry, i'll be right here. hang in there!"

i stood in front of the door of the ambulance, rain poured down. i hugged myself, waiting for my boyfriend to arrive. soon after, i saw his black car rolling around the corner. he parked right next to me and jumped out of his car, running towards me, pulling me into a tight hug. "my goodness, (y/n)! you scared me! now what actually happened?" "well, uhm...remember when i told you that i tripped a couple of days ago?" taehyung nodded, raising an eyebrow. "so, the pain got worse, and i decided to go to the doctors. she diagnozed torn ligaments, and sent me to hospital for a checkup.."

"oh you—i really can't leave you on your own..you're too clumsy.", tae mumbled and picked me up, heaving me into his car. i blushed. "what was that about?" "i can't let you walk on your own. in the end you'd trip again or something like that." he laughed softly and got into the car too. "where are we driving now?", i asked, curiosity taking over. "to my place. let your parents know." i chuckled and quickly messaged my parents that i'd stay over at taehyungs place. he was already 20 and lived on his own, and we had decided that i'd move to his place after my 19th birthday.

"jagi, stop spacing out, we're already here.", taehyung snipped his fingers in front of my face and i flinched slightly. "s-sorry!" he grinned and pecked my forehead. "you should really stop apologizing. you didn't do anything wrong." he went around the car and picked me up again. i slung my arms around his neck, clinging to him and burying my face in his neck. even while carrying me, he managed to open the door, to close it and to walk into the living room, where he placed me on the sofa. "wait a sec, ok?"

"here i am again." taehyung carried a bunch of pillows which he placed neatly on the sofa, arranging it and ordering me to sit down. the sofa was overly big, so i snuggled into a blanket while watching tv. taehyung was doing something in the kitchen, from the delicious smell wavering through the house i could tell that he was cooking. a couple of minutes later, taehyung walked into the living room, a huge tray in his hands. "what did you cook?"

"your favorite food, sushi and ramen." "why you're so perfect!?", i gasped, since i absolutely loved japanese food. he set the tray in front of me, and watched me digging in the food like there's no tomorrow. he chuckled in amusement when he saw my happy face after eating the last bit of sushi. "well done taehyung, now i ate too much since it was too tasty!" he grinned. "so sorry for preparing my jagiya's favorite food. won't happen again." i pouted and puffed my cheeks. "meanie! i didn't mean it like this!" taehyung planted a kiss on my forehead. " i know, i know. you're too cute when you're pouting. only show this pout to me, and me only, okay?" i nodded and pecked his cheek, giggling at the blush forming on his handsome face.

taehyung quickly left with the empty tray and came back in no time. he sat down next to me and opened his arms. i leant against him and snuggled closer to his side. taehyung wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled the blanket over us, it felt like a warm and cozy cocoon. "are you fine like this? how is your ankle? is it hurting?", he asked. "i'm fine! hey, it's being held still due to the stirrup, so no worries." tae placed kisses on my head down to my cheek. "you're my jagi, i can worry about you as much as i want, y'know?"

i slightly turned to the left and looked at him, again admiring every inch of his handsome face. i still couldn't believe why a man as good-looking as him chose me to be the girl at his side. i reached out to touch his cheek, letting my fingers run over his features. this defined jawline. those kissable lips. oh, how i loved these lips of his. in the end, my hands stayed entangled in his soft and fluffy hair. "are you even real?", i wondered. "no, i'm from a different species!", taehyung joked and i poked his cheek. "should i call you v now?", i smirked, knowing he hated it when i called him by his nick name.

"everything but not this jagi!", he whined, puffing his cheeks. i squealed and hugged him tightly. "don't be cute! that's my job!" "i nearly forgot..", taehyung pulled me closer to him and ruffled my hair slightly. i buried my face in his broad chest, feeling all safe and warm. "days like these really are the best...", i whispered, feeling sleepy. taehyung yawned and kissed my forehead. "let's sleep a bit, okay?" i nodded and drifted off to sleep while cuddling with my reluctant other. the man i held dearly and loved above everything else. 

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edited; 2017/10/03.

"by my soul, i can neither eat, drink, nor sleep; nor, what's still worse, love any woman in the world but her."
— samuel richardson; clarissa, or the history of a young lady