He's her roommate turned best friend but when a sudden rupture in his everyday life leaves him lonely and insecure, he unknowingly found her an object of a hidden desire...
*Kim Taehyung Fan Fiction
*Original Character
*Roommate AU
*Short Chapters
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Taehyung sat at his desk, hard at work on a design he drafted for an important meeting in a couple of weeks. Work was the best way for him to filter through his thoughts, keeping him distracted from his cowardice in unable to deal with his feelings, all the while worried about his friendship with Noel. The conversation between Jimin and Jungkook was difficult to be unheard. The more it replayed, the more the decibel of hurt and deceit rang louder to him, haunting him with whats and whys.
Taehyung knew the sensible thing would be to understand it. He felt guilty for not giving Jimin a chance for the truth until he realized the one he called his best friend failed to show him the same. How many times did Jimin have the opportunity that night at dinner to tell him he slept with his boyfriend?
Friends for over twenty years and forming a bond of brotherhood and promising they would always be there for each other no matter what. He scoffed at the fact that he would let someone come between them. What would be there to explain? Taehyung thought. These thoughts quickly took him to a fault of his own causing.
He pushed himself away from his desk as he pressed his fist into his lips, staring into a void as visions of Noel came to mind. His heart gritted roughly against his chest with guilt. Making love to her was a solace in his pain.
His feelings were mixed with anger at his failed relationship, and weighted in him. Noel was his comfort in more ways than sex. She was there for him and cared for him, making him forget about what happened. Not just during the act, but outside of it as well. She made him smile. She made him happy. He wondered if he was doing the same for her? What does it mean? He battled internally.
No one ever made him feel what he held for her. The aspects of their friendship now reached a different level. A level of intimacy and desire, things he didn't think he could experience with any woman. So what does that mean for me? Do I...love her? Of course I do! He shifted in his seat at his next thought... Am I in love with her?
Taehyung allowed this to marinate in him. The love he shared for Noel transcended, but the idea of being in a romantic relationship with her made his heart undeniably flutter to the point of blushing as he gripped his lip against his teeth. Not as if I could tell her this. What would she think of me if I did?
A soft knock to his door frame alerted him to it. "Hey! We're still on for tonight, right?"
The voice brought a smile to his face, realizing love still surrounded him in the time of his hurt and gradual healing. "Of course. I'm happy you called, hyung."
Namjoon walked into his office, smiling about their night out. "Well, please don't be upset, but Noel said I should. She said you needed me."
Very caring as always. No one will ever compare. "She knows what I need better than I do." Taehyung grinned. Am I deserving of that? He wondered.
"You're her house husband, as she affectionately calls you." Namjoon chuckled.
Funny how much that term is giving a whole new meaning to our inside joke. "Am I?" Taehyung shook his head with a smile. I'll get my things.
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