TAEGI SMUTS [ᵃᵒ3]

Lingerie

Ao3 by - Bandit4Life

Summary :

Yoongi can't fucking think when he's around the unfairly gorgeous employee which leads to certain misunderstandings and he somehow ends up buying lingerie for himself.

Alternatively, Yoongi is whipped, Taehyung is gorgeous and they're both just awkward but make it work in the end.

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Yoongi had always been one of the few people that despised summer. Autumn was far more enjoyable for him, sweater weather and all.

He loved wrapping himself in various layers of clothing, wearing warm socks, hiding behind scarfs, being wrapped in a blanket, sipping coffee and staring out of the window, hearing the harsh wind blowing through the branches.

He loved the colorful trees full of leaf’s that bloomed in beautiful colors right before they died.

As a writer, he had his most productive periods in the colder months – autumn and winter - while he struggled staying concentrated in spring when his allergies started kicking in and in summer when all he wanted to do was lay in a tub of ice cold water or claw his skin off just to cool down a little.

So, he loved autumn but there are also a few things he despises about these months leading up to the end of the year. One of them was the situation he was forced into right now – normally he loved going to the mall and just wandering around, passing store after store and observing the few people in there – customers, employees, the teenagers always hanging out in front of the clothing stores or inside cafés but this – this right here is making him more than anxious and stressed out.

The cold weather forcing the people to changer their meet ups from the park to inside the fucking mall and enthusiastic people already starting to buy the Christmas presents early force Yoongi to squeeze himself through crowds of people blocking the way and he’s about ready to lash out at either the next one to shove him or the next fucking couple that strolls in front of him in such a slow tempo that one might think they have their whole lives to get the few steps towards their destination done. He grumbles lowly as he pulls his scarf – or Hoseok’s scarf, the one he leant from his best friend two days ago – higher to hide even his nose and quickly gets past an elderly woman with a rollator.

This is fucking hell and he’s been regretting his decision to spend his Saturday afternoon here since the second he stepped off the bus in front of the mall. There is just too much going on around him and he just wants to go back home, pull on his favorite sweater and maybe call Hoseok over so they could continue watching their new show but no, he’s still stuck here because his editor wants a next chapter and he just lacks inspiration at the moment. No matter what he tries, his plot just doesn’t seem to move on… It’s fucking exhausting and frustrating. How will he find inspiration when he’s drowning in a sea of people, it doesn’t work like that for him!

He finally breaks through the crowd to find a relatively less crowed area right where the escalators are, there’s a bit more space than in the seemingly narrow corridors in front of the shops. Just as he’s about to take a deep breath someone collides with his back, making him stumble a few steps forward and almost sending him flying into a decorative potted plant. Anger seeping from him he turns around, ready to yell at whoever was blind enough to overlook him but as his eyes settle on the man smiling sheepishly at him he seems to forget how to talk.

“Hey, nice scarf!” The beautiful I-walked-straight-out-of-a-magazine-guy yells with a smile that makes Yoongis heart skip a beat instead of apologizing for the nearly killing him part.