You both knew very well that you could have easily blamed him. Could have pulled the whole "See, I told you so. But do you ever listen? No." But that wasn't going to change anything. So you did what you knew best. You straightened your legs out in front of yourself, dangling them from the seat. He slowly shifted from across the couch and rested his head on your lap as you ran your fingers through his soft, brown hair while he quietly chewed on the already-cold meal.
"Taehyung..."
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Fanfictionone of those angsty/fluff kinda Taehyung oneshots with a happy ending :)) written by ˗ˏˋtaekemetotheskyˎˊ˗
