Just BTS Things

Taehyung (oneshot)

This one shot will be written in Taehyung's point of view.

~requested by @xTAEx3

His POV.

I sighed to myself as (Y/N) slammed the door shut to our shared bedroom. I run my hand through my hair and groaned, sitting down on the couch. I felt so frustrated. "Damn it. Why did you have to do that, Tae?" I asked myself.

(Y/N) and I had gotten into an argument. Again. In fact, for the third time this week.

Being an idol, I never get to really see my girlfriend often and I know it's hard with the position she's in. She thinks I'm oblivious to the fact that there are a group of fans that send so much hate to her.

Even if it was just a small group of fans that send her hate, I couldn't really care less. I feel horrible and guilty that she has to deal with it but I'm afraid she won't admit to it.

I ask her most times if the fans are treating her well or if there was anyone bothering her in anyway, but she just gives me a smile and says that everything is okay.

I used to not question her although I'll always be suspicious of her reassurance. But not anymore.

I wanted to know the truth. Her short:

"I'm okay, Tae. No worries!"

"Everything is fine, Tae."

"It doesn't bother me. I'm fine!" - All sounded like bullshit to me.

I've been trying to confront her about the issue but she always refuses or objects to what I'm saying. In the end, those talks result into fights between us.

This fight was much more heated than the previous ones we had.

She complained to me that I'm too overprotective of her for no reason and that I always want to know what's going on in her life. She expressed how she has her own life and that there are some things that are not meant for me to know.

That really hurt me.

I sighed and closed my eyes, thinking back to the argument we had. Even if I didn't want to think this, I knew she was right. I am too overprotective of her and I know she can fight her own battles. But I just can't help but want to protect her at all cost: she's my everything. How can you just stand still for the person you love most?

I sighed and stood up, mustering up my courage and walking to our shared bedroom. I tried twisting the door knob but it wouldn't budge. Of course she would lock the door, Taehyung.

I sighed and knocked on the door. "(Y/N)," I called softly though the door. I waited a moment for her response but all she gave me was silence. I swallowed nervously. It was obvious she was upset with me.

"Baby, please open the door." I begged. I squeezed the door handle tightly before relaxing and letting go. "B-Baby, I'm sorry... please open the door."

Again, silence.

I knocked on the door softly again. "Angel baby, please... I know you hate it when we fight, and I do too. I want to fix this just as much as you do."

She didn't reply. I closed my eyes, trying to hold in the tears that were about to spill. "Please, baby. We're stronger than this..."

After a moment, she didn't reply. I sighed and took a step back from the door, about to give up.

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

I looked up to see (Y/N) slowly opening the door as she looked down. She took a breath in and let out a shaky breath. Her red, puffy eyes and shaky breath is all visible that she was crying.

I sighed sadly as looked towards my girlfriend with such guilt banging in my chest. "Baby girl..." I spoke softly and stepped into the room. I walked towards her and immediately pulled her into my chest.

"Angel baby," I spoke and buried my face into her neck, holding her closer to me. "I'm so, so sorry. I know I was being stupid and you're right, I am too overprotective over you. But, I just can't help it..."

I pulled away from her, seeing her avoiding eye contact once my eyes landed on her. "Baby," I reached up to caress her damp cheek that was ridden with dry tears. "Please look at me..."

She blinks and slowly looks up at me with those mesmerizing eyes that I could stare into forever. I smiled softly. "There's my baby girl."

I cupped her face and wiped her tears away with my thumbs. "I'm so sorry, angel. I hate being the reason for your tears. I should be ruining your lipstick, not your mascara."

With that, she lets out a soft chuckle which made me smile. "My beautiful baby," I left a soft peck on her forehead while caressing her hair. "You know I love you, right?"

She stared up at me with her innocent eyes and nods. I smiled and pecked her cute nose. "And the only reason why I'm so overprotective of you is because I love you. I never want to lose you because you are everything to me."

I smiled down sweetly to my beloved girlfriend as she continued staring at me. "I know you can fight your own battles but I feel the responsibility to protect you at all cost. I'm your boyfriend and I plan to become your husband some day too."

I peck her left cheek. "I only want to see you smiling. I only do this because I love you, (Y/N). That won't ever change."

I leaned in again and pecked her right cheek. "I promise that."

I stare down at her and met her beautiful, lovely eyes. She looked hopeful and regretful. I furrowed my eyebrows to her. "What's wrong, baby?"

"T-Tae..." She croaked out. "I'm sorry, for all the things I said earlier. I just... I-I just didn't realize that you felt that way-"

I gave her a quick kiss, interrupting her. I smiled down softly to her and caressed her cheek. "Don't worry angel baby, I know. No one is at fault here since it was all loss of communication."

I smiled at her flushed face and grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze. "So... does this mean you're not mad at me anymore?"

(Y/N) smiled to me and nods her head. "I'm not mad anymore, Tae."

I let out a sigh of relief, immediately bringing her into my embrace. "Oh thank goodness... I can't stand our fights. Let's just talk to each other more, okay?"

(Y/N) smiles happily and nods, her face sinking into my chest as I held her tighter. "Yeah, I like the sound of that." She replied.

I chuckled and picked her up, making her squeak in surprise. I laughed at her adorable squeak and set her on our shared bed. I lied down beside her and pulled her to me as she snuggled into my body, laying her head on top of my chest.

"I love you baby," I whispered to her and kissed the top of her head, smiling to myself.

I got my baby back.