BTS One Shots

Han | Taehyung

Gif credit: limsjaebeom.tumblr.com

pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: fluff, non-idol!au
warnings: none
word count: 1.7k

Short and sweet, I hope you enjoy it♥

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Sighing, you lean your elbows on your desk, face too close to the monitor of your computer to see much of anything. You rub your eyes, feeling the urge to just keep them closed and take a little nap right here at your desk. You're pretty sure your aching muscles will manage to keep you awake until you finish the last few pages, but you're definitely willing to prove yourself wrong.

The shrill ringing of a phone makes your head snap back up and you look around, checking to see if anyone has noticed your short 'break', though you realise for the third time in an hour that all your colleagues have left the office by now. Huffing, you swipe your phone off the table, turning it over to see Taehyung is calling. Just before you can pick up your boyfriend's call, though, the ringing stops and the screen turns back to black.

With another sigh, you put your phone back on your desk and lean back, seat creaking with your movement. Turning your head to look out the large office window beside your desk, you see the street lights glittering in the dark night air outside, reflecting against the water of the Han river your office overlooks. Before you know it, you find yourself staring, your mind gladly taking the distraction to rest for a few moments.

Letting out a long breath, you rest your chin in your hand, eyes glazed over as you keep them on the streets, the river, the lights below. You lazily follow the pedestrians that pass outside, the cars that speed over the roads, the harsh street lights that shine down on them. Quite honestly, you wish you could just pack up and go outside, even if it's so cold you're guessing the river is almost freezing over. You'd much rather be freezing than have to sit at your desk for another hour, editing the fifty pages of text your boss gave you mere minutes before she'd left, and half an hour before you were supposed to be off. Sometimes, you wonder if she even understands that you're not Grammarly, that it doesn't just take five seconds for you to finish editing a page of writing. Especially hers, and especially not on a Friday. Can't she just –

"Boo."

You jump at the sudden voice right behind you and a gasp escapes your lips, heart beating out of your ribcage as you turn around to face the culprit. "What the fuck, Tae?" you say as you breathe out, hand on your chest.

Taehyung just smiles back at you, stuffing one hand into the pocket of his long winter coat. He's holding a mysterious plastic bag in the other. "Hello to you, too," he replies, putting the bag onto your desk and grabbing a chair from the one beside you, settling down beside you to face the window.

You laugh. "Hi," you correct yourself, glancing at the bag, now close enough that you can smell it. You catch a whiff of the food it contains, an immediate smile growing in response. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going out for drinks with your floor," you question, turning to peck his lips now that he's shrugged off his coat. The wind has messed up his soft brown hair, some strands sticking up at weird angles, though running your fingers through his locks doesn't seem to help much.

He hums and shakes his head, rolling his chair closer to your desk. "That's tomorrow," he says, grabbing a few takeout boxes from the bag. "And since a little bird told me Doyun gave you a good night's work again, I thought I could get you some dinner," he adds, sending you a smile as he sets out the boxes in another desk chair he's pulled up in front of you.

"Oh? We have a tattletale in the office, huh?" you joke, helping Taehyung take off the lids. "Who was it this time?"

"I never sell out my sources," he says with a grin, handing you a pair of chopsticks.