gucci boy // taehyung ✔️

thirty five

a/n

a pic i found off twitter (i'm sorry that you guys couldn't see the photo for awhile, i must've removed it on accident)

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Taehyung had fallen asleep. His head was now in your lap, while you were leaning on the squashy armrest, a bowl of popcorn in your hands. You were crying, because Sirius just died (a/n: hONESTLY ONE OF THE SADDEST DEATHS IN HP IM CRYING). The doorbell rang. You groaned, lazy to move from your spot. Besides, Taehyung looked so comfortable, you couldn't bear to move him. 

"Let me in, please!" Oh. It was Sheryl. 

You put the bowl of popcorn on the floor, and gently lifted Taehyung's head from your lap, and quickly put a pillow underneath his head. Then you hurried over to the door and unlocked it for Sheryl. 

"I'm so tired, I wish I never returned to work- Wait, whose shoes are those?" Her gaze travelled to the sleeping figure on the couch. "What is he doing here?" Oh shit. You grabbed her before she could run over and beat Taehyung up. 

"Stop, stop it! We're cool now. We've made up."

"No, that doesn't explain shit about the articles I saw! Nasty cheater! Let me at him!" You took great difficulty in restrained Sheryl, who was reaching out at Taehyung with a scary look on her face. 

Just then, Taehyung woke up, and spotted Sheryl, who was growling, cursing, and straining to grab him. 

"You cheating little-"

"Woah, chill!" Taehyung got up from the couch and backed up. 

Your hand slipped and Shery broke free. 

"Taehyung, run!" you yelled. His face blanched, and he ran for his life, hiding in your room. 

"Sheryl, stop! He's explained everything, including the articles. Those were part of Tanya's plan all along. And he also told me that Tanya was the one who texted him about me and Jimin at the diner."

Sheryl stopped pounding your room door with your fists. 

"That wench again? If I ever see her again, I'll make sure to rip out her fake extensions, so maybe she'll have something real about her for once. I hate scheming ass so much, she can fight me!" Sheryl ranted, throwing punches into the couch cushion. 

You offered Sheryl the opened packet of M&Ms, and she grabbed it, calming down slightly. 

"Uh," said a voice from your room. "Is it safe for me to come back out?"

Oh shit, you forgot about Taehyung for a moment. You went into your room, where Taehyung was just chilling on your bed, flipping through a photo album you left on the nightstand. You peeked outside - Sheryl was watching the rest of the movie, eating your popcorn and M&Ms. Well, at least she had calmed down. You sat down on the edge of the bed, beside Taehyung. He was smiling at the photographs you had put in the album - family photos, photos with your friends, photos you took at your first BTS concert (a/n : can't relate), and the most recent one being a photo of BTS lounging in your living room, just awhile back. 

"I have something like this, too." Taehyung remarked, closing the album and setting it back down on the nightstand. "I've some of the pictures on my phone." He patted at his pockets for his phone, but his face fell when he remembered that he had misplaced it. "Dang it, I hope I find it soon."

You pull out your phone so you can take a picture together. Extending your arm so both of you can fit on screen, you nudge Taehyung, who was staring at you with a tiny smile on his face. He looks up at the camera, so you start the count down.

"One, two, three-" your finger presses the button, capturing the moment where Taehyung had placed a big fat kiss on your cheek. 

You smile at the photo, and immediately send it to your compact photo printer. Taehyung eagerly sits by the printer, and snatches the picture out of the gadget once it finishes printing. Then he shows it to you, waving it around in the air. 

"I finally have a nice photo of me and my girlfr- Y/N!" he exclaims. Then he tucks the photo neatly into one of the album pages. 

Was he about to call you his girlfriend? The thought of it made you blush, and the accustomed feeling of butterflies in your stomach resurfaced. 

Your room door swings open again, revealing a disgruntled Sheryl. 

"It's getting late, Taehyung. Kookie just called me to tell you to go back now." With that, she disappears back outside.

Taehyung nods, and stands up from the bed to leave the room. You follow him, so you could send him off.

"Goodnight," you told him, leaning in to kiss his cheek. But he turns his head quickly, so your lips land on his. You feel him smile into the kiss. Pulling away, you playfully smack his arm.

"Okay, mister," Sheryl says, hands on her hips. "Before you go, let me warn you, that should you ever hurt Y/N again, you will have to deal with me. Caphiche?" 

"Yes, ma'am," Taehyung says, as he finishes putting on his shoes. 

"And, I'm also your most hardcore shipper, so y'all better become boyfriend and girlfriend real quick, or me and Kookie will beat you guys at it."

You smirk. "Aha! You finally admit it." Sheryl sticks her tongue out at you. 

"Goodnight, Tae," you hug Taehyung again. "Be safe." 

"You too. Goodnight." 

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a/n

where is taehyung's phone? ohno:(

also THANK YOU SO MUCH for 500 reads!!! i really appreciate your support 😭