I can't believe it I'm actually meeting up with this guy at 4:40 in the morning!
Although he's not just some guy he's Kim Taehyung I know him,
Well I know of him , I don't think we've ever actually talked. What I do remember is that he is very very pretty.
How to be shallow part 1 of 4 , trust me to only remember him because of how he looks.
I look at myself in the mirror , I can't see very well because the only light I have is a streetlamp outside my dorm window. But I reckon I look ok.
Despite the birds nest hair but who the fuck gives a shit about that is nearly 5 in the morning!
I'm wearing grey joggers and a white t shirt. The t shirt has a stain from some instant noodles I was eating a few hours prior but I decide to ignore this. Taehyung won't mind will he?
I don't know why I'm getting so flustered it's not like this will be the first time he has ever seen me , it's like a first date or something.
I creep down a few flights of stairs and make my way to the common room.
It's silent so I assume he isn't here yet.
I perch on the edge of the sofa.
Suddenly a chair slowly turns around to reveal Taehyung in penguin pyjamas , stroking a pillow like a villain in one of those old movies.
"I've been expecting you." He says giving a dramatic evil grin.
It's the first time I've ever heard his voice , it's erotically low.
He face is sculpted and illuminated by the warm glow of the lamp that sits next to him.
I imagine his arms around me and his face next to mine when I wake up cold and alone.
"You!" He suddenly yells.
"Huh?" I say confused.
"Your face , its- after I have nightmares I wake up and I see someone , not out of my nightmares but someone holding me , telling me it's going to be ok."
He's silent for a moment , coming closer. He reaches a hand out for my face but pulls away sharply like he's burnt his hand.
"Does that sound crazy?" He asks.
"I thought it was just me." I say breathlessly.
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Insomniac (taekook)
FanfictionYou are now entering insomniacs anonymous finding you a fellow non-sleeper to chat with... You are now chatting with 'nosleeptotae' With the weight of a dead boyfriend on your shoulders and no memory , why wouldn't you lose sleep? Boyxboy
