BTS One Shot Collection (Request Closed)

Taehyung - I'm not leaving you.

Cindy’s POV

“Tae! Stop it!” I screamed with my hands on his chest as my boyfriend towered on top of me as we lay in the sofa. We were watching when things got playful like it used to be and now he’s on top of me, tickling the hell out of me.

“Who’s the most handsome huh? Jungkook? Jungkook?!” he asked again, not stopping.

“No! It’s My TAE!! My only Tae!!” I gave up, exclaiming it to the air with my eyes shut closed. He chuckled in victory, helping me sit down. After a while, I’ve ended up warped up in his arms while I hug his waist, his chin resting on the top of my head as I listen to the steady beating of his heart.

“I wish we could stay like this forever…” I mumbled.

“I’m sorry, jagi…” Tae’s voice was low and sad that made me look up to him.

“Why are you sorry?” I asked, holding one of his cheek.

“It’s because… my career doesn’t permit us to be together like how a normal couple would be… it’s such a pain dating me huh?” he asked, pain reflected in his eyes. “If it was another guy, I’m sure he’ll be able to do things I couldn’t like hold your hand in public, shop with you without dressing with sun glasses and masked and being mobbed, be with you all the time he can because he doesn’t have performances or practices and such-“

“Nonesense. I wouldn’t be happy with another guy. I’m contented as long as you love me.” I smiled, wiping a stray tear on Taehyung’s cheek before giving him a quick peck on the lips. “Don’t worry about such stuff okay?” I smiled.

“I love you, Cindy.” He said, planting a kiss on my forehead.

“I love you too, Tae.” I smiled, closing my eyes as I feel the sensation of his soft lips on my forehead.

*ring ring ring*

“Yoboseo?” Taehyung answered his phone.

“Where are you pabo! We’re late for our stage recording!” Namjoon’s voice was heard on the other line.

“Shit.” Taehyung mumbled, looking at the clock and suddenly standing up and running around for his things. “I’m sorry hyung. I’ll meet you guys there. Be there in 5.” He hang up, grabbed his keys and abruptly waved goodbye and shouted sorry before rushing outside.

I sighed, shaking my head with a smile. I noticed his wallet lying on the sofa where he sat just awhile ago.

“Pabo… out of everything you would forget, why your wallet?” I shook my head, took it in my hands and placed it in my bag. I was heading out to where they’ll have their recording when my phone suddenly rang.

“Yoboseo?” I answered and suddenly, I forgot how to breathe.

“This is Kim Taehyung’s mother. Is this Cindy?” she asked.

“N.ne…” I stuttered. Taehyung introduced me once, but I’ve always felt like they don’t want me with him, particularly his mother. His father was welcoming which was the complete opposite of his mother.

“Are you free today? Can you meet up with me?” she asked.

“Ofcourse ma’am. Where will I go?” I asked and she gave me the name of the café in which she was waiting. I left after locking the door to my apartment with Taehyung’s wallet in my bag alongside my wallet and phone.

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“Have you waited long, Ma’am?” I asked, sitting down on the seat opposite of hers.