Destin [ON HOLD]

T W E N T Y - O N E

What's ur OTP in BTS?

Taehyung's POV.

Warmth.

And the pleasant spark in my chest.

That is all I can feel.

My lips unconsciously curve into a smile, fingers gently curling around the thin sheets.

I push further into the immense source of heat that I can feel behind me. And I reach it, snuggling my head under something alarmingly close to a chin.

The thought makes me snap open my eyes, anxiety thumping at my chest.

It is only then do I notice the arm draped across my waist, pulling me into a warm body.

Memories of the previous night flood into my mind. But the only thing that stands out is the comfort I had felt that time.

The comfort I am feeling now.

I turn my head to the side slightly, a surprised gasp tumbling from my lips.

Not at the fact that Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook himself was spooning me.

No. Because he looked absolutely breathtaking.

His messy black hair is pushed to the side, lazily covering the rim of his eyebrow. His lashes seem bolder and blacker up close, as they curl outwards, brushing his cheeks. His plump, pink lips are parted taking in a steady breaths.

I can't think.

I can't think about anything but the ethereal beauty laying just millimeters from me.

My fingers unconsciously flutter over his sharp jawline, mouth slightly agape as I reminisce how soft his skin feels under my fingertips.

His eyebrow pinch together as I run my hand over his cheek, a light mewl falling from his lips.

I coo softly, pinching his cheeks slightly.

Him.

It's all him.

Everything around me was him.

And for some reason I liked it.

"Hey."

Large, brown eyes peered at me under long eyelashes.

I yelp, scrambling back in shock. I press the heel of my palm against my chest, trying to regain my breathing as Jungkook giggles before me.

A red hue tints my cheek and I determinedly avoid his gaze, tugging the sheets closer to my chest.

"Enjoying the view?"he smirks, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I can feel the blood rush to my face and I bury my face into my pillow, a shy squeak tumbling out of my lips.

He chuckles, and I can feel the bed shifting lightly. There is silence for a moment as I try to relax, my cheeks still burning.