Taehyung Imagines

Imagine #4

*this ones gonna be a little short sry :/ I've been rly busy lately*

You switched off your light and climbed into bed. You had had a long day and your eyelids drooped immediately.
Right before you were about to drift off to sleep however, you door slowly opened and you felt the bed next to you sag underneath a person's weight.
"Ugh. What is it Taehyung" you asked rolling over to face him grumpily.
"I couldn't fall asleep. And I was lonely. Besides, I might have a bad dream. Who's gonna protect me from the Flying Spaghetti Monster, huh?" He tickled your side and you giggled.
"Ok fine. You can stay." He smiled gratefully and wrapped his arms around you.
A while passed before either of you spoke.
"Y/n?" He asked.
"Yes?"
"Ummm... I was wondering... Well you see..."
"Use your words." You laughed and poked him in the side.
"Will you play with my hair? My mom used to when I was a kid and it might help me fall-"
You cut him off by grinning at him and grabbing a strand of his red hair. You twisted it around your finger and began to braid it.
He closed his eyes and sighed, relaxing.
"Thank you" he said.
You didn't have time to reply before he had dozed off. You kept playing with his hair for a minute before snuggling closer to him and drifting off to sleep yourself, falling asleep in his arms.