I Fell For Kim Taehyung

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A/N: Don't forget to add the second story "I Fell For Park Jimin"! I will post the first chapter once this story ends!

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Taehyung's Perspective

I can do this. I can do this. Ona's been living here for a few days already, making it some of the best days I have ever lived. I never wasted a minute to kiss her forehead or tell her how pretty she looked and watched those pale cheeks brighten to red. Of course, that earned some comments from the others which made me glare at them to shut up.

I squinted at the recipe for the most simplest dish ever: guksu noodles. Cooking was mainly Jin's forte, but I wanted to give it a try...for her. She was still sound asleep in Jin's bed, probably covering her head like a hamster and her eyes fluttering lighter than that of a butterfly's iridescent wings. I couldn't help the small smile that formed on my lips as that image popped up in my head. It made me want to drop the noodles and just cuddle her in bed, but I knew she would kick me off in a heart beat.

"What are you doing?" I jumped, almost spilling the soy sauce. Jin rubbed his eyes as he stood there, giving me an amused yet tired look. His dyed blonde hair was ruffled, but still looked somewhat neat, his white shirt was tucked a bit in his blue pajama pants. What a mess.

"Hyung, I almost screamed like a girl, don't do that," I huffed, causing him to chuckle. "I was trying to make Ona something to eat. This is harder than I thought." I already had the onions, radishes, and some scallions inside, but I was getting more stressed as I looked at the spread out ingredients. I could never cook for my children if I had any. Take away would be the right answer in my book.

"Was that a hint for me to help?" Jin smiled as he pushed me away to take a glance into the pot.

"Would you mind?" I wanted this dish to be perfect, so Jin would be have to be the one to help as he was the main chef in this household.

Jin sighed, but a small smile showed on his face. "You're lucky we're friends. Plus, it's easy." I patted him on the shoulder, thankful to have such a wonder Hyung.

As Jin helped with noodles, I decided to take a cheeky sneak to go and see if Ona was up. I enjoyed seeing her in the morning as her hair was always messy and her eyes barely opened, creating this cute little pout to appear on her face when I chuckle at her. I never thought I would be a morning person until now.

Once I made it to the door, a hand slapped against it, making me jump back. I sighed as I saw Hoseok's amused face, brushing back his dark hair with his fingers.

"May I help you?" I scoffed.

"How's it been? Sharing a room with...you know?" Hoseok raised his eyebrows, as if expecting to recieve some interesting details. I know what he was referring to, and even if I joked around with Ona about it, I wasn't going to make that step until things were easier for her or even in the later future.

I flicked my faded blonde bangs out off my forehead before turning to him. "That's classified."

"Too intense to tell?" He laughed, causing me to roll my eyes before removing his hand, opening the door, and giving him a sarcastic smile as I closed the door in his face. Honestly, he was the most compassionate member of the group, but sometimes he resulted into these weird moments of being too confrontational. Obviously we haven't done anything beside the occasional kiss. I'm doing whatever Ona feels comfortable with.

Sighing, I turned back around, ruffling my hair in a sign of relaxing myself, and smiled as I saw Ona's curled up figure under the covers, her chestnut hair falling around her in a pool of brunette tendrils, like chocolate curls. She was too cute to handle at times. Was I being creepy as I watched her like this? I knew she wouldn't like it as she thinks she looks like a more disturbing image of the girl from the Ring, but she's honestly so beautiful with her bed head that I am smitten with that image.