Taekook Oneshots

Something Just Like This

(because I've been listening to this song as a classical type thing for a while now and it's just....feels...plus i was watching soft taekook moments and now i'm soft)

When I realised that I was in love, it wasn't a snap decision. It was a slow burn, something that happened over a long time, as I got to know the person that I wanted to be with forever. I didn't care how, not to begin with, but then I realised how much I wanted to grow old with him. Dogs, kids, picket fence, the lot. I wanted to create something, a life with someone that I just found beautiful.

Love isn't easy. I won't pretend that. When you're pining for someone, as I was back then, it can be hard to hide the growing feelings. Every time I saw him, I wanted to cry, because there was something about the glow in his eyes when he talked that just made him captivating. But of course, I wasn't to know that he felt the same. Not for a while. We were nervous teenagers, nothing more. And that's okay. I'm just glad that things progressed in the way that they did.

Kim Taehyung is more than my husband. He's my best friend, my soulmate, the person I turn to when I'm scared or upset, the person I'd trust not just with my life but with my heart too. I would take a bullet for that man in a heartbeat, and I don't care who fires it, they're going down if I survive. Nobody will be able to hurt the man I love.

I was fourteen when I worked it out for the first time. I must have been watching him, within our group of friends at school. My cousin, Kim Seokjin, was the oldest in a group of seven. And over the years, the gang just expanded from him and our friend Jimin to the seven of us: Jimin's boyfriends Namjoon and Yoongi, Yoongi's friend Hoseok, and finally Jimin's best friend. Kim Taehyung.

Even if I first saw him from a distance, I think there was a sense of awe present in my mind back then. My first thought was how beautiful he was, and then I heard him laugh for the first time, and something happened deep within my soul. I can't remember it perfectly, but there's still a jolt within my heart whenever I hear him laugh, and I highly doubt that the feeling has changed much over the last ten years.

But back then I was terrified. I thought that it was weird, to have your heart flutter every single time you saw someone smile, to feel crushed whenever they looked away. I thought I was ill. And so, I'll admit it now, I avoided him whenever I could. It felt like an allergy, or something similar. Maybe it was something he used, or maybe it was the material of his clothes, or something. That was why I got those feelings.

And I didn't know what to do.

I knew that people could fall in love: I'd seen the evidence through Jimin and his boys, but I didn't think it was for me. Not yet, anyway, I was far too young. I wouldn't be old enough to fall in love until I was at least sixteen.

....

Yeah....sure.

As I grew older, started to understand myself more, I ignored the allergy hypothesis and decided that it was just fondness. I just cared about Taehyung, like I did all my friends. And so I wouldn't make it weird and avoid him, he might think I didn't want to talk to him, even though I craved to be there every single time he opened his mouth.

I think I must have been nearly seventeen by the time I ventured to ask someone about how I felt, ask for advice. And I was so scared of looking like a weirdo, so scared that someone would tell him, so scared that it was something bad, that I didn't want to talk to anyone face to face. I can still remember the conversation, like it was yesterday.

I called Yoongi in a moment of panic, one night, out of the blue, and he must have been confused, but he didn't ignore the phone call, choosing instead to take my issue seriously.