Taekook Oneshots

Wind Beneath My Wings

Request from @Raenathedutche , they asked for a oneshot with wings - nice massive feathery ones. We'll see what I can do about that! And the goat is to show what Kook's horns look like lmao (but they're not that colour, more like a creamy gold sorta thing? Unicorn horn? I don't really know????)

"Tae, I don't mean to be rude, but your wing just hit me in the face and now all I can taste is feathers. Could you please just....move a little to the left?"
"Right...sorry hyung." Some shuffling.

"Nope, now the other wing is digging into my shoulder. Fucking hell, feathers can be sharp. To the right by a smidge, please." An awkward cough, some more shuffling, and a rather unattractive grunt. "Ow. That was my face with the first one again."
"I didn't mean to!"
"I know, I know, you can't control how big they are, and I guess we're kind of tied together here. But please try and stop doing that."
"I am trying!"

The wings open up, indignantly, and there's a shout of pain as the side of the wing hits my best friend in the eye. "Fucking hell, Kim Taehyung!"
"Oh my god, I swear that was an accident!"
"Your wings opened up! That was your fault!"
"They don't like it when you insult them!"
"You control them, remember?"

I lower my head shamefully, avoiding the situation as much as possible, because if he doesn't think that I can hear him, maybe I won't have to address it. Sometimes this little trick works, and I can get myself out of a lot of trouble if I just pretend I don't know what I'm doing. And he's right. I can control my wings, they just act instinctively sometimes. That's not my fault.

"Tae, I know you heard me. I'm not a complete dunce, you know?"

I guess I'm not getting out of it this time.

"Sorry, Yoongi hyung. My wings can just move when I move sometimes, and I forget about that. It was my fault, and I didn't mean to practically knock out your ear with them. They don't mean to be big and cumbersome. They're just...in a restricted space because they're tied down and tied to a chair. Makes it a little harder to figure out where they are."

"Oh, I know, I know, it can just get on my nerves sometimes, that's all," Yoongi admits, and I smile slightly at that. "Now, how the hell are we supposed to get out of here?"
"You were the one who was awake, as I remember?"
"Oh shit, yeah, they knocked you out. Though I think the wings might be the reason for that, not gonna lie."

There's a set of footsteps in the corridor, fast ones that make Yoongi and I look over our shoulders at each other and shudder slightly, both of us assuming the worst. I mean, when you've been knocked out and tied up with your best friend, you don't exactly think the world particularly likes you that much. It's just a side effect of that experience.

"Yoongs? Tae? Oh my god, are you in there?"

The two of us sigh in relief at the sound of a familiar voice, one that we both know is safe. Yoongi's boyfriend and my other best friend has come to save us, after promising in the past that he'd always try and find a way to keep us safe and alive. He kept his promise.

"Chim! We're in here!" Yoongi calls out in response, and I hear a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay??"
"They knocked me out, but I'm up and raring to go again, so don't worry," I add on, after a few seconds.
"They did what?"

My heart swells at the sound of my own boyfriend's voice, even if it sounds almost scarily furious. Yoongi lets out a faint grunt of pain, and I realise that my wings have echoed that sentiment without me even realising it. "Tae, that was my eye."
"Sorry, I'm just happy to hear his voice."
"Ya don't say?" the grumpy individual I just accidentally smacked in the face AGAIN mutters under his breath. I decide to ignore that.