My Heart Is Yours

Prologue: Him

I don't know how I met him. Kim Taehyung. But I did, and ever since that day, my life changed. Whether it be for the best, or worst.

"Y/N!"

A familiar voice interrupts my thoughts, and I glance up from my journal to see him standing there, gingerly leaning against the door frame to my studio door.

"Oh! Hey there, Tae."

"Y/N, I've been here for... " he pauses to check his watch. "About 5 minutes now and you JUST noticed?"

He spins the key ring to his car keys on his long fingers, smiles at me, with that sweet box smile, and giggles. Tae must've just gotten home from practice and stopped by my studio to see me before his shower. Sometimes I'm busy thinking about new music, but on occasion I like to write without having a beat to fill or rhythm to create. It helps me forget bad things and remember good things. I haven't ever been REALLY busy lately, though, if I have to be honest. I've just been sitting in my studio missing Tae.

He stands straight up and tosses his keys in his hand one time before catching them, setting them on my desk, and pulling a chair beside me to study my features. I usually go with him to his practices and fan signs, but I'm getting over being sick, and despite his pleas for me to visit his practices, I refused to get the rest of them sick. Namjoon injures himself enough without my help, and Hobi can't be sunshine while being sick. I smile at the thought of Namjoon. Just the other day he broke my lamp. He was helping me think out lyrics for a song I was writing for Taehyung. I love music and dance, and I frequently practice with the boys. But poor Namjoon got up from my desk, "tripped", and elbowed my lamp, thus causing it to wobble and fall. He helps with my music, and I help with his dance. Interrupting my thoughts, Tae sidles up next to me and leans his head on my shoulder.

"What are you smiling about, my sweet?"

"Remember when Namjoon broke my lamp?"

He laughs, "Oh, when he was helping you write a song? What's that song even about?"

I touch my pen back down to the paper and trace the outlines of a heart.

"It's nothing sweetheart." I smile smugly. I lightly tap the top of the pen against my lip and start to think again.

He laughs again, "If you say so."

But whether it be for better or worse, he is my other half. That will never change.

I sigh happily and close my journal. Tae places a hand on my cheek and gently presses my head to his chest, planting a soft kiss on my forehead, and wrapping his arms around me.

"Hey, Y/N?"

I cuddle up closer to him. "Yes?"

"I love you, and I always will."

He lifts my chin up and plants a soft kiss on my lips, gets up, and runs before I can yell at him for kissing me when I'm recovering from being sick.

"TAE, I SWEAR!!"

I push my chair out and chase after him, laughing and smiling.

"YOU CAN'T CATCH ME NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY!!!"

He runs faster and runs into the bathroom shutting the door behind him and leaning against it. I pant and lean against the door to catch my breath.

The door opens and I fall into his arms as he quickly shuts the door again. I gasp, shocked, but he quickly hugs me. He lifts me up and sits me on the counter. His left hand goes to my cheek, and his right around my waist. He leans in to kiss me again.  Our lips connect, and my arms fall around his neck as I kiss him back. It's slow and passionate. I missed this. After what seems to be hours but was actually a few minutes, he slowly takes his lips off mine before letting our foreheads touch and gently rubbing his thumb across my cheek. I pull him closer and hug him tightly as we both catch our breath.

"I love you too, Tae." I breathe.

He laughs softly and pecks my lips. I sigh happily.

"You're coming back to practice tomorrow."

I let him hold me closer and run his fingers through my soft brown hair.

"Okay..." I mutter.

He kisses me softly one last time before he lets go and sets me back on the ground. I walk back to my studio while Tae retrieves clothes to change into after his shower. I sit back down in my chair and open my journal back to the page decorated in sketches of Tae's face and finish writing.

No matter where I go, or what happens, I want to always be with him. I love and belong to Kim Taehyung.

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So I hope you enjoy this fluffy fanfic, it was fun to write, tell me what you think. And uhhh... I guess that's it.