pair: idol!taehyung x you

< taehyung's pov >

After five months tour, we finally return to Seoul and get a break. I am excited at the idea of spending a month break with her, only her—having her in my embrace when we sleep, waking up with her sleepy face and messy hair as I open my eyes, staring at her whenever she cooks, and so on; basically every activity that with her.

I punch the passcode of our sharing apartment before I open the door. It’s pitch dark and I already guess that she must haven’t come home yet. But just to make sure, I call out, “Sweetheart!”

No answer.

I gently shove the door close. Taking my sneakers off and then put them in the shoes rack. I have only taken five steps inside when I hear the ring that the machine always makes whenever someone punches the passcode corrects.

I grin knowingly.

Swiftly, I hide myself behind the wall at the same time the front door clicks open.

“Tae?”

I don’t need Jimin teasing me to know that I has turned into a melting marshmallow just from listening to her voice. How can I not? After five months I don’t get to touch her, kiss her, and only get to see her face and hear her face through mobile phone, I thought I was about to go insane. Now that I get to hear her voice real close and she’s just about seven steps away from me doing anything to her, I feel like I’m about to burst like a firework at the open sky.

I’m so whipped.

I don’t make any sounds as I listen to her footsteps, getting closer and closer. I bite my bottom lip at the sight of her legs. I step out from my hiding and the expression that she puts on is priceless and adorable. I reach out an arm, circling it around her waist and pulling her close to me. I lean down until our noses touches. I inhale her as deeply as