SKINSHIP 1.0

BTS- TAEHYUNG

"You can't stay mad at me forever." Taehyung said, as he got into the bed with you. He lay on his side facing you; you were on your back. Taehyung went to reach for your hand, but you quickly snatched it away. He was getting frustrated with you. "You're really going to just ignore me?" He asked, "Fine." He said, getting off the bed and storming out of the room.

You turned you head to face the door, you were secretly waiting for him to just quickly come back, but he didn't. You waited for a while. It'd been about 20 minutes after when you heard the front door slam. You quickly sat up, and walked towards the door. You didn't want to be mad at him, but Taehyung hurt you really bad. Maybe it wouldn't had seem like a big deal to others, but it was to you. He made you feel like he didn't care how you felt. He didn't need to lie to you; he didn't need to say he was practicing late instead of what he was really doing, which was having a few drinks with the boys.

You walked into every part of the house; everything seemed to be in place. So, what had Taehyung been doing for 20 minutes before he left the apartment? You sighed, and went into the kitchen in need of a cup of tea. As you were looking for a mug to have your tea in, you finally realize what he had done. He had put all their cups, plates, bowls etc.., on the higher shelves, out of your reach.

"That jerk..." You rolled your eyes. You stood on you tippy-toes and tried as hard as you could to reach for a mug. "Being short sucks." You said, a frown making its way to you face.

You gave up the idea of having tea and grabbed a spoon and the tub of Oreo ice cream and made your way back to the bedroom.

It had been almost 2 hours when you heard the front door open. You shut the TV off, and hugged your knees as you listened to his footsteps walk around the apartment. You hoped he wouldn't leave again, you hoped he wasn't going around packing his things. You hit your forehead, scolding yourself for having these thoughts. Taehyung wouldn't leave you because you were upset with him, would he?

Finally, he walked back into the room. Even in the dark, you could still make out his movements. He was stripping off his hoodie and making his way towards the bed. He climbed in and kept his back facing you. His breathing was irregular, as if he'd been running. You figured he had done that, to clear his mind and such. You sighed, slipped out of bed, grabbed the empty ice cream tub and left the room. It was almost 5 in the morning, but you couldn't sleep. You tried again to reach for a mug, but again, you failed. You thought for few minutes, rolled your eyes and went back to the room.

You didn't even care anymore; you just wanted your damn tea! You pulled the blanket off of him, and poked furiously at his shoulder. Taehyung looked up at you and sat up.

"What?" You glared at him before grabbing his hand to pull him up and out of the room. You used all the energy in your little body to drag him down the hall and into the kitchen. "What?!" He asked again.

"Put everything back." You demanded.

"Are you still mad?" He asked with a mischievous smirk slowly appearing.

"DAMMIT, TAEHYUNG. Put everything back!"

"Not until you stop being mad..." He said, leaning against the counter with a serious look on his face.

"You're being childish, just put everything back!"

"I'M BEING CHILDISH?!" He snapped. "You're the one who's completely ignoring me because of one mistake.

"Taehyung, you lied to me! You didn't have to! You could've told me you wanted to go out for a bit with the guys! Instead of making me feel like I shouldn't trust you! Did you ever stop to think, "Y/N might find out I lied."? Did you ever think that someone would eventually tell me you didn't stay late when I asked why you had to?!" You yelled, on the verge of tears.