Beautiful Images ::VHope::

Black Hole Sun

:: I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire by The Ink Spots::

TaeHyung dances with me in the living room, the world moving in slow motion as everything aligns in the universe. His record player projects the chords of an old record. Tae spins me gracefully, before pulling me close. My head rests against his chest. His heartbeat creates the perfect tempo to the song. Each chord strikes deep into my soul.

"In my heart, I have but one desire," he sings softly in my ear. The words he sings chills me, his voice too beautiful to even imagine. It's 5 in the morning, and the sunlight streams through the blinds into the floor, casting soft shadows along the wall. TaeHyung keeps singing to me. I love when he sings, and his true tone of voice comes through. It makes me happy when he doesn't stutter. Not because I don't love it, but because I know that he doesn't love it.

TaeHyung creates an atmosphere I'm not used to being in. He listens to old music, and collects records to groups he has never listened to. It's a vast change from the dance music I'm used to. TaeHyung's life is paced, taking in each moment of his existence with a sponge. TaeHyung's life is made for the raw emotions and feelings. The world with TaeHyung feels like strawberry milkshakes on a warm summer night, and it's beautiful like the view from the biggest hill in a roller coaster.

Before I had TaeHyung, I was lost. Sure maybe only for a few years, but I was lost enough to become something I'm not. I was lost enough to become the slutty boy YoonGi said I was. Before I had TaeHyung, I truly thought that a happy ending was never going to happen for me.

Mornings seem so much more beautiful with him beside me. Life seems more beautiful. I'm so incredibly thankful for this man, and how he supports me. I'm thankful that he acknowledges my struggles, and doesn't pressure me into getting better. Instead, he holds me tightly and we dance. We're only up this early because of me. I had a nightmare, and even though I told Tae I could handle it myself, he got up with me.

I don't know what he's thinking, but for once in my life, I don't care. I don't need to worry about what's in his head when he holds me like this. I don't need to be scared of him, anymore. Sure, he lashes out, but it's only when something is wrong in his head. I can't be upset with him over that. Besides, he's decided to add some medications to help keep himself calm.

"I'm-I'm-I'm sorry that you- you have to-to-to-to deal with me." TaeHyung whispers once the record stops turning.

"You have to deal with me, so I think we're even." I answer, snuggling deeper into his chest as we continue to sway without music. TaeHyung yawns, sitting down on the couch and pulling me onto his lap. "You could have went to sleep." I remind him. He shrugs.

"I-I-I like be-being up with-with you."

TaeHyung falls asleep on the couch, shortly after declaring he won't sleep until I do. I take picture of him as he sleeps, my camera shuttering loudly. I take too many pictures of him, but I can't help it. He's too beautiful. Tae begins to stir, and I stop taking pictures. I run my fingers through his hair, calming him back to sleep.

I hum to myself, pouring a cup of orange juice. The sun has officially risen above the horizon, and has even crept a little higher over the trees in the park. I open up the curtains, admiring the view the apartment has. I drink the juice, sighing in contentment. My phone buzzes on the counter, and a small part of me tenses. I'm scared of seeing another unknown number as YoonGi attempts to get me back. I pick it up, and the text is from NamJoon. I sigh in relief.

Joonie 🤓
I was going to the music and arts festival tonight but this girl and I have other plans. If you want the tickets stop by the dorm. They'll be on the table.