You threw yourself down on the couch, grateful to be off your feet. The dance practice had been long and hard, the new choreo you were learning was a lot more challenging than anything you’d done before, and now your legs protested every step.

"Hard practice, ______-ssi?" Taehyung, already sitting on the couch when you came, asked while laughing slightly at your tired look.

"Yeeesss." You moaned, throwing your head back. "I think I’ve killed my legs."

Taehyung reached down and pulled your aching legs onto his lap. “Here, how about I give you a massage? I know it always helps me after a long practice.” You nodded gratefully and lay back as Taehyung worked his magic.

He started with the soles of your feet and worked his way up. You had to bite your tongue to stop from as his fingers released the tension built up in your muscles. This felt wonderful.

At one point he asked you to flip over so you were lying on your stomach, working his way from the bottom up again. When he reached your thighs you were practically purring, feeling a lot better. That was when Taehyung grabbed your , saying with a grin: “Should I massage you here as well?”

You yelped, turning around to face his laughter. “Tae-ssi, you babo.” You laughed, jokingly punching his shoulder before pulling him down towards you for a cuddle, pecking him affectionately on the lips.

"Thanks for the massage. I feel a lot better."

He kissed you back. “Any time.”

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A/N: Requested by Anon, original here.