Taehyung was eager to head to Hope's place for the night. His best friend always knew how to pick the right movies and she had really good snacks. He also saw it as an opportunity for them to catch up with each other. School had just gotten back into session for him, though she's been busy with her summer classes for the past few months. Which meant that she hardly had much time to see him as much as she used to.
He grabbed her key from it's hiding place and unlocked her door. He was one of the few of the many people she knew that knows where she hid her spare keys. He walked in and shut the door behind himself, not bothering to stifle the noise he was making.
From her small, open living room he could see her in the kitchen behind the island. Her back was turned to him, clad with an old carnival t-shirt that she and Tae won a couple years back. He drops his bag of snacks that he brought on her couch, toeing off his shoes and making his way over to her.
He paused as he approached, though, not having realized that her long, sleek legs were exposed. He tried not to stare, but felt relieved to see she had on one of her favorite pairs of really short shorts, which often made her look like she was going commando. Having been best friends since the start of high school, Hope hardly cared if he noticed. Taehyung pulls the hem of his shirt down.
Dishes clattered in the sink and he could hear her sigh shakily. She looked tense. Uncomfortably so, so much in fact that her energy seemed to radiate and affect Taehyung just as much. He furrowed his brows. She was acting strange. She hadn't said anything yet and surely she heard him come in.
He leans on the kitchen island, folding his arms and staring at her with furrowed brows. "Hope, I-"
She startled, gasping and placing her hand to her heart, turning to face him and grip the counter tightly. "God, Tae. You scared me." She muttered as she regained her breath. He chuckled a bit, because it was an unusual occurrence. Hope was known not to startle much. Not in the six (nearly seven) years they've known each other. Though all of a sudden she was jumpy. Suddenly he felt awkward when her face didn't light up, nor had her gaze lifted to see him.
He walks around the island and engulfs her in a hug, though she still stood tense. "Hopie, I missed you." He cooed, smushing his cheek into her neck, lifting her feet off the ground. She hardly returned the gesture and couldn't seem to meet his enthusiasm. Something was on her mind, and clearly it was bothering her. And what bothered her bothered him. She should be giggling and teasing him by now, begging to be put down.
He looks up at her face, her eyes trained onto everything but him. He puts on a boxy smile. "I brought your favorite ice cream. It's gonna melt though. We should probably hurry up and eat it..." He trailed off when she showed no reaction. This was strange. And he felt a pang of worry strike his chest as the gravity of her tense mood settled in on him. Maybe she was stressed. He knows her class finals that she just took were taxing and stressful for her. Or maybe things were getting rocky with her and Logan, her boyfriend of 18 months.
He pushes her up, wrapping her legs around him, holding her securely with his hands under her butt. It was a gesture she was quite used to. The two of them tended to get pretty touchy, especially since they moved out of their parents' houses. Never anything intimate, Taehyung didn't want to take it that far, knowing he wouldn't be able to control himself. But at the same time he couldn't help it. He just liked squeezing her sometimes, and the other women he knew or dated never really shared that kind of affection with him. At least, not the way he prefers.
"What's wrong?" He asked in a coo, looking up at her insistently. She wraps her arms around his neck, looking a bit nervous about being dropped, though he would never. She shifted into his body as he gripped the backs of her thighs and Taehyung fought a groan at the friction on his lower stomach.
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FanfictionWhat would life be like if all the members of BTS were in relationships with black girls? Interested in wholesome slice-of-life excerpts? This is for you! *Each member is assigned an original character as their spouse/counterpart in these excerpts!*