WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

fifty one.

taehyung's pov

hoseok dropped both of us off at my house. i was afraid my parents would hear us walk in the house, seeing as i was suppose to be at a sleepover and jungkook was wasted.

hoseok offered to help me take him upstairs but i told him it was fine.

i threw jungkook's arm over my shoulder and tried to walk with him as best as i could.

he kept mumbling incoherent sentences, i shushed him once i opened my front door.

everything was pitch back and silent.

i quietly led him upstairs to my room, thanking the gods above that the floors hardly creaked.

"w-where?-"

"shhh, be quiet please." i covered his mouth with my hand, eyes wide as i prayed that my parents hadn't heard him.

i gently set him down on my bed as he groaned loudly. i winced, running to cover his mouth again.

i slowly let go once his eyes closed and just like that, he was out.

i sighed, slowly pulling off his shoes. i threw my sheets over him as he slept.

i gently slid in beside him, laying sideways with my hand sandwiched between my cheek and my pillow.

i stared at his face, in the dark hours of the morning. the way his lashes brushed lightly over his cheeks and the way his lips parted to reveal his cute bunny teeth.

in that moment, i knew that if i was going to spend the rest of my life with someone, i wanted it to be with him.