gucci boy // taehyung ✔️

thirty four

You stopped dead in your tracks, and the keys slipped from your fingers, producing a little jingle as they hit the floor. 

Taehyung looked up when he heard the noise - in his hand was a small bouquet of flowers. You felt your heart ache. Picking up your keys, you rushed forward and brushed past him to unlock your door before your tears started falling. 

"Y/N, wait. We need to talk."

You unlocked and opened the door, but it was too late. The trickle of hot tears were already making their way down your face. You refused to face him - you didn't want him to know that you were crying. He grabbed your arm and turned you around so you were facing him, but you just stared down at the floor. 

"Y/N, please. Let's talk."

"Let me go, Taehyung," you said in a low whisper. His heart ached when he saw your tears slip from your eyes and dot your blouse.

"Please," his voice was sad and laced with regret. You recalled how he refused to listen to your explanation - you didn't want him to feel the same way, so you let him in your apartment.

You closed the door behind him, and Taehyung sat himself on the couch.

"I'm sorry," he says, head lowered in shame. "I should have heard you out first. I was just - so mad. I felt betrayed, because I really, really like you. It hurt me when I saw you kissing Jimin. He told me everything - he doesn't feel anything for you any more."

You nodded your head, slowly. To be frank, you were also a little pissed at Jimin. Had he not kissed you, none of this would have happened.

"I forgive you for that," you said to him, and felt a load lift of your shoulders. You felt slightly more at ease. "But how are you going to explain the articles?"

His face contorted in confusion. "What article?"

"Y-you haven't seen them?"

"No, I have no clue what you're talking about. I haven't been on my phone since yesterday afternoon. To be honest, I couldn't find my phone."

You looked for the link to the article and clicked on it again, then passed the phone to Taehyung. His face paled when he saw it.

"That snake!" he snarled, handing the phone back to you. "She did this on purpose."

He explained why he was with Tanya.

"She must have known that you would be followed by fansites and paparazzi!" you said, getting angry.

He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "What do I do?"

"You can always deny the rumours," you suggested.

"Yes, I'll do that."

Although you were concerned about the situation, you couldn't help but feel glad that you and Taehyung were on good terms again. You walked over to Taehyung, who was pacing around the living room, and wrapped your arms around his torso.

He hugged you back. He pulled away, hands on your shoulders. He stared at your face, where you could still see the dried tear streaks, and leaned in to peck your forehead.

You could stay like this forever.

But the peace was interrupted when your doorbell rang.

Grumbling under your breath, you went to open your door. You were surprised to see Jimin standing at your door, holding a packet of M&Ms.

You held them out to you, his head hanging low.

"I'm really sorry, Y/N." You scowled at the packet. Taehyung walked up to the both of you, and slung his arm around your shoulders.

"You're smart, Jiminie," Taehyung grinned at his friend. "Preying on her weakness, aren't you?"

Jimin looked up, shocked at Taehyung's presence. He smiled back, but his eyes darted back to you. He looked so apologetic, so you accepted the M&Ms and opened it immediately.

"At the start, I really liked you," Jimin explained. "Then after I kissed you that day, I realised it was just infatuation. The one who really loves you is Taehyung. He'll treat you right."

Taehyung was beaming at his friend. Smiling, you pulled Jimin into a hug, patting his back.

"It's alright. You kind of won me over with your pleading eyes and M&Ms."

Taehyung pulls you away and wraps his arm around your shoulder again.

"Right, Tae. What are you going to do about the article? Our manager says he's going to try and clear the rumours. I mean, you hate Tanya."

Taehyung made a clicking noise with his tongue.

"I'll think of something."

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You and Taehyung agreed that the both of you shouldn't go on any public dates for the time being, in case another scandal surfaces.

So here the both of you were - cozy on the couch, watching movies and eating snacks.

You were nestled under Taehyung's arm, a wool blanket thrown over the both of you.

You loved it.

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a/n

i love this chapter it's so fluffy