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taehyung - request (pt 2)

i feel like changing the way i set the imagines out for book four....that is if you all will read a book four? ;)

IT'S THE APOCALYPSE, BITCHES

-apocalypse!au featuring seven adorable hunks requested by tykamin

"Kim Taehyung, I swear to god if you don't leave my hair alone, I will feed you to the Savages," Jin snaps, turning to shoot the younger a menacing glare. You chuckle when Taehyung sticks his tongue out at the older and hides behind Jungkook, dissolving into giggles as the oldest of your group begins muttering under his breath, the soft laughs of those around him replacing the tranquil from before.

So it's come down to this.

You certainly had more hope in your group that you'd last until day four before needing to find something stupid to do to pass the time but no, here you all are on day two, finding amusement in Taehyung's annoying antics.

Yoongi sighs as he walks by your side, shaking his head when Taehyung goes for Jin's hair again. "He never learns," the older mutters, laughing fondly when Jin begins chasing Taehyung around with a stick.

"How you holding up?" He asks, tearing his eyes away from the chase to spare you a look of concern. You rub at your eyes and yawn before offering him a small smile and nod.

"I'm doing okay. Just a little tired but it should wear off soon. Are you doing okay?" You glance down at your friend, admiring him for all that he's capable of doing. You know very well that this is hard on him—the idea that the eight of you could die any minute starting to get to him and his thoughts—but he still makes sure everyone's doing okay with a smile on his face.

He nods to your question, handing you a little bottle of water silently. You take his silence as a refusal to talk about it and accept the water with a thanks, throwing it to Hoseok when he calls out for you from behind.

You chuckle to yourself but your smile doesn't quite reach your eyes, the observant male walking beside you picking up on that instantly. He nudges your shoulder with his, offering you a lopsided grin when you look at him questioningly.

"Cheer up, kid," is all he says as he jogs off to catch up with Namjoon and Jin, the older of the two finally free of Taehyung and back to laughing at his own jokes.

You puff out your cheeks and nod at the ground, forcing a smile onto your face to at least convince yourself that you aren't worried and things will work out fine. A hand on your shoulder makes you jump, pulling you out of your troubling thoughts. Taehyung laughs apologetically, running his hand through his hair as if he's nervous. You wave his apology away, sticking your hands into your pockets subconsciously. He frowns at this, clearing his throat as he averts his gaze to what's in front of him.

"Are you cold?" He asks suddenly, immediately picking up on the change in temperature. It takes you a second to realise it but once you do, an involuntary shiver races through you. You embarrassingly mutter out a small denial to his question, squeaking when his hand dives into your pocket, wrapping around your tiny one and giving it a gentle squeeze

"Don't lie, Y/N. Especially not to me," he mumbles, pulling you a little more into his side. You don't bother moving yourself away like you normally would, something about his natural scent of honey leaving you compliant to his requests. He softens at the sight of you leaning your head on his forearm as the two of you continue walking, awaiting the minute Namjoon allows you all to rest.

"Y/N?" Taehyung calls, already staring at you when you look up to give him your attention. His eyes are wide in a way that makes them look full of innocence, smile almost childish. Without even thinking about the consequences of your actions, you allow your hand to reach, pinching his cheek as you coo under your breath. He pouts, the action making his cheeks stick out even more. All you can do is laugh, tweaking his nose before returning your hand to your side.

"Sorry. You just looked really cute then. What was it that you wan—"

"Did you just say I looked cute?" He interrupts, a hand covering his mouth dramatically. Judging by the way the corner of his eyes lift up, you know he's sporting the biggest grin. Shaking your head, you give him a side look, mindlessly drawing patterns on the back of his hand with your thumb.

"Yes, I did. Am I not allowed to?" You retort, tossing him a curious look. He immediately shakes his head, ears beginning to glow a slight red.

"Call me whatever you want," he announces, lowering his head so that his lips brush playfully against your ear. "But if I'm being honest, you're cute too."

The sentence he utters doesn't match the way his voice lowers huskily—each sound sending your heart into a frenzy and cheeks burning a bright pink—nor does it match the way he teasingly nips at your earlobe before returning to his full height, looking smug about what just happened.

"Shut up," you warn, glancing behind you warily to see Jungkook silently carrying a sleeping Jimin on his back, struggling to keep up with the group. You frown, tugging at Taehyung's hand, forcing him to follow you as you head towards Namjoon.

"Joon," you whisper, smiling warmly at the leader as he makes eye contact with you, briefly staring at the giant bulge in your pocket that he can obviously tell belongs to your hand and Taehyung's.

"What's up?"

"Jimin fell asleep on Kookie's back. He's struggling to keep up. Think we can call it a day? The sun's going to set soon anyway," you reason, pulling out your hand that's still intertwined with Taehyung's to clasp your free hand around it, begging with your eyes. Jin looks over at the commotion, choking on air when he sees your hands. This, in turn, alerts Yoongi who gapes at the sight.

"When did this happen?" Namjoon questions, looking at you for an answer. You're about to tell them that it's a misunderstanding but Taehyung steps in, smiling proudly. The five of you stop walking, pausing so the last of the boys can walk over, having similar reactions to your interlocked hands.

"This happened about a half hour ago," Taehyung announces, waving your hands around while you sigh, muttering about how ridiculous this is under your breath. "And this," Taehyung starts, his warm hand already cupping your cheek as he lowers his head to meet yours halfway, lips meshing against yours almost delicately, "happened just now."

"O-kay," Namjoon laughs, covering his face with his hand while the others snicker quietly. You bite your lip, hoping it helps the angry red painting your cheeks simmer down into something less noticeable.

"It's the apocalypse, bitches. Anything can happen," Taehyung scoffs, pouting as he angles his head in the other direction.

"I guess we can rest here for the night and head off tomorrow," Namjoon confirms, completely ignoring Taehyung's statement, "Kookie looks like he's about to drop. Don't bother with the tents, it's too much hassle. We'll just have shifts. I'll—"

"I'll go first," Taehyung volunteers, smiling reassuringly at everyone. They shrug, getting their makeshift beds laid out onto the floor. Taehyung spreads his out next to you, beckoning you over with a tug of your sleeve. You reluctantly roll yourself towards him, resting your head on his arm as he smiles at the gesture.

"That was stupid," you say, fiddling with the loose thread at the bottom of his tattered shirt. He chuckles, nodding a little but ultimately just resorts to staring at you.

"Yeah, but it was worth it," he sighs, brushing a strand of hair out of your eye. "I really like you, Y/N and I know it's out of nowhere and to be telling you in this exact situation isn't the best way to confess but I just—"

You cut him off by pecking him on the lips, rolling your eyes when he starts to giggle, burying his face into his arm.

"I like you too, doofus," you softly murmur, feeling yourself getting sleepy. He chuckles and kisses your head, stroking your hair lightly with his hand.

"Don't forget to wake someone up for next shift," you whisper, drifting off slowly, your breathing evening out. He continues to run his hand through your hair, smiling as the sound of the night blends in beautifully with your soft breaths.