𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

kth : thalassophile

summary: in which he loves her too much.

genre: fluff

word count: + 1.3k

thalassophile; (noun)
a lover of the sea, someone who loves the sea, the ocean.

requested by ?

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"when are you coming home?", i asked curiously, holding the phone between shoulder and ear while chopping some onions for dinner. "i don't know yet, maybe around 7 pm?", my boyfriend replied, his deep voice soothing me to the utmost. i let out a soft laugh and nodded. "i'm fine with that, dinner will be ready too. love you, tae." he chuckled. "i honestly don't know what i should do without you. see you later. and i love you more." i was smiling like crazy even minutes after the call ended. continuing to cook the hot stew, the sudden ring of the door bell startled me.

"i'm coming!", i yelled and rushed towards the door. opening it, i gasped surprised, when i saw my best friend, hoseok. "hobi, what are you doing here?!", i squealed happily and hugged him tightly. "it has been some time since i last saw you, so i thought, why not paying a visit?", he exclaimed, his voice laced with excitement. "come in, i'm just cooking stew for dinner." he followed me, his eyes scanning the hallway and the kitchen. "that's a pretty nice place you're living in.", he commented and i let out a soft giggle. "thanks a lot, i'm really glad it's finished now. that took way too long."

making sure the stew was cooking well, i sat across hoseok. "soo, (y/n), tell me, how's it going between tae and you? everything fine?" "more than fine. we're happier than ever, i guess. well, he has to work a lot lately, but i'm kind of proud of him. i mean, you guys are popular than ever." hoseok giggled, making me burst into laughter. "stop giggling like that! that's why i can never take you serious!"

we talked and talked about completely random things, and meanwhile i'd continue cooking dinner, setting the table and such. "when is taehyung coming home?", hoseok asked. "he should be homing in any minute, it's nearly 7 pm." speaking of the devil, the door opened and and i heard my boyfriend's voice: "jagi, i'm home!" smiling happily, i rushed to the hallway, hugging him tightly. "i missed you so much!", i exclaimed, wrapping my arms around his neck. "what's for dinner?" "stew. oh, and by the way, hoseok is eating with us, he paid a visit about two hours ago. that's okay, isn't it?"

taehyung nodded, but i could see the very slight frown on his face. i chose to let it drop for once and walked back to the kitchen, tae following me. "hey, hoseok.", he greeted friendly, yet i could make out a slightly dangerous aura around him. we sat down and enjoyed our meal. hoseok was, as always, very talkative, making me laugh so many times with his unbearably funny facial expressions and jokes.

suddenly, taehyung cleared his throat, making me turn towards him. "yes, tae?" "ah, nothing. continue talking.", he answered, his voice laid with something i couldn't quite grasp. i decided to shrug it off and ask him later.

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"thanks for the meal, you two! it was great to talk to you after some time!", hoseok called out and i hugged him. "a huge thanks to you too, hobi. we should do this more often!" taehyung beside me froze and raised an eyebrow. what the hell was wrong with him today?

after hoseok left, taehyung went upstairs, saying he wanted to take a shower. shaking my head, i went to do the dishes and to clean the kitchen. not long after, taehyung walked into the kitchen, wearing some comfy clothing. he went straight into the living room, not even glancing at me. why was he giving me the silent treatment now? what did i do wrong?

i took off my apron and walked into the living room where my boyfriend sat on the sofa, eyes focused on the tv, his lips in a thin line. he was angry, obviously. i sat next to him, waiting for his reaction. nothing happened. sighing, i grabbed the remote and turned off the tv. now he looked at me. his eyes, nearly black, seemed to stare right into my soul and i automatically crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"now, kim taehyung, please tell me what's wrong. you're giving me the silent treatment, and i don't know why." he still didn't answer and i could feel my heart clenching slightly. "okay, you know what? i absolutely have no plan what's your problem now. i'm going to sleep, and you can sleep on the sofa, if you continue to act like this." i stood up and wanted to go upstairs when i felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. "don't go..", he mumbled into my hair and hugged me even tighter. "i'm sorry..let's talk."

i nodded and taeyhung sat on the sofa again, this time he pulled me on his lap, burying his face in the crook of my neck. "i was jealous.", he muttered, while i ran my fingers through his light and silken hair. "what?!" "it's just, you seemed so close with hoseok, you were only laughing at his jokes. and when i came home, you didn't even kiss me! i felt left out!" i couldn't help but burst into fits of giggles. "my god, you're just too cute for me! don't worry, you're the only one for me. it was just like that i haven't seen hobi for such a long time. you guys are so busy, and i only get to see you. the others are just friends."

"but what if jungkook was there? you'd probably fall for his cuteness because he's the maknae!" "just because of that? oh you, you should know me better than this.", i gently flicked his forehead. "as if i'd ever leave you for someone else, pabo." "meanie!", he whined, nuzzling my neck yet again. "hey, look at me.", i sighed and he looked up, his oh so beautiful eyes gazing into mine. "yes?" "kim taehyung, i love you, and only you. please never forget that.", i whispered.

he pulled me towards him, his warm breath ghosting over my lips. his hands were supporting my back, holding me. in no time, his lips were on mine and he kissed me with such passion he only showed to me. entangling my fingers in his hair, i let myself fall into the kiss. after some time we needed to pull away, i gasped for air and looked at him. taehyung showed me his oh so cute grin and picked me up. "now it's cuddle time!", he yelled and ran upstairs.

giggling at my silly boyfriend's behavior, i went into the bathroom to change into comfy sleeping clothes. when i came back into the bedroom, tae was already laying in bed, hugging a pillow. i climbed into the bed too, when he threw away the pillow while grinning childishly. "cuddle time!" "you sound like an excited child..", i sweatdropped. "i don't care, as long as my jagiya is fine.", he mumbled, changing into his deep voice in a matter of seconds. he absolutely knew that his voice was my personal weakness, so he wasn't surprised when i started to poke his cheek, whining that this was not fair.

all of a sudden, tae wrapped his arms around my figure and pulled me close to his chest, then he draped the blanket over us. "and as long as you're warm, everything's fine too.", he announced as i buried my face in his chest, listening to his heart beat. "sleep well, (y/n)..", taehyung whispered and kissed my forehead, before we both drifted off to sleep, in each others arms, feeling safe and sound.

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edited; 2017/10/03.

"all hopes of eternity and all gain of the past he would have given to to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. it seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity."
— d.h. lawrence; lady chatterley's lover