(Bts fan-fic) (Taehyung) (has other groups besides bts)
It's the late 1800's and Iris has been living in a small town for quite a while. One day she's thrown into a whole new world, a world where everything is chaotic, colors and moments bleeding i...
Sleep was non-existent for me. Every few minutes I would wake up, each time from an abnormal dream that would confuse my mind.
One of them I was running endlessly, in a place void of all light. I woke up from the feeling of falling, the world fleeing from beneath my feat as the darkness swallows me whole.
The next I was in a field of flowers. It was so pretty and I remember the scent and feel of the breeze- but then they suddenly withered and died, turning the whole scene shades of smokey gray. I woke up from the overwhelming scent of decay-
My dreams carried on like this, only one was good which was where I was floating on a lake for what seemed like forever.
The water lapping at my skin as my body remained weightless and free. That one I woke up from startled, as if I forgot something important.
And it was my last dream of the night. The sun was peaking through my white drapes, urging me to get up.
As I sit up I'm hit with a wave of nausea, all the events from yesterday flooding into my mind.
What the hell am I going to tell Hoseok?
I bury my face in my hands and shake them. Ahhhh...
The variables are floating through my head and I finally make a decision. There's no going back.
I sigh and shake my hair out, getting up and quickly washing. I pack a bag of my essentials and get dressed. Todays outfit is a light dress that is brown and white with heeled boots and matching jewelry.
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I take a look in the mirror for a second. For someone as stressed as I am I still manage to look decent, and that is okay. I will take decent over terrible.
I walk out of my room and the scent of baked bread fans my face. It smells delicious, flavoring the air with this sweet warmth that makes me realize I'm hungry.
I descend the stairs to see Taehyung in the kitchen with an apron on, his hair tousled and the golden rays of sun hitting his face.
He looks absolutely ethereal right now and I can't help but to suck a breath in at the sight of him.
He's pulling out bread from the oven and from what I can smell I'm assuming banana bread which is my favorite.
There is also a batch of coffee brewing and I am filled with a sense of gratefulness for him. I'm always the one cooking and to wake up to someone else cooking food for me... its so mundane yet nice.
I walk up to him and without thinking I wrap my arms around his torso, breathing in his devine scent and resting my head against the back of his neck.
He's warm and I can feel his body stiffen, then soften and relax against mine as he breathes outwards.
His hands come up to hold mine and we breathe together for a moment. Some kind of longing fulfilled in this touch, some hole being filled that I didn't know was open.
I know I have doubts about him and that maybe he isn't who I think but I can't help but want to be with him. Denying this feeling is only tormenting me...
I don't know how long we were like this but he hums softly, vibrating my face as he says
"Iris... I have to take the coffee off and cut the bread"
I sigh and nuzzle the back of his neck before releasing him. He stands still for a second longer before carrying on.
He works nimbly, pouring creamer into two glasses of coffee. It swirls in the coffee beautifully before mixing to one shade.
He grabs two plates and cuts a thick slice of bread for each of us and takes it to the table, setting our plates opposite from each other.
I grab the drinks and set them down, sitting across from him. He sits down as well and his eyes are on mine, smiling happily.
I grin at him and say
"Thank you so much for the breakfast Taehyung... this means so much to me"
His smile broadens and he shakes his head of fluffy hair cutely.
"Your welcome Iris. It's the least I could do for all that's happened. I hope you enjoy" he says sincerely while motioning for me to take a bite.
I obey and its no shock that the food is amazing. It's warm and melts in my mouth, satisfying my hunger. I sip the coffee and it's delicious as well... strong yet sweet. It's perfect.
He smiles as I eat, digging in himself. Once we finish I sit there for a moment before I say
"I'm going to tell Hoseok what's going. However I don't think it'd be good if he stayed or followed us. I'm going to tell him to leave somewhere to stay safe" I say in a rush of words.
Taehyung blinks at me, registering all I said and he nods.
"As long as he won't freak out and do something reckless then okay Iris. We should get going now" he says while standing up, gathering both our plates and rinsing them.
I hesitantly get up and grab my suitcase, taking a look throughout my house.
Anxiety is building up and I'm worried I'll never see this place again. All these items that I am connected to in some way being destroyed is a terrifying thought and it's shattering my illusion of a perfect morning.
I gaze at everything, trying to take in each and every detail but it's too much... I simply can't.
As I'm standing looking around, Taehyung walks up and takes me in his arms.
That's when I break. All the emotions I have been feeling barrel out, escaping their weak confinement. I start weeping quietly, not wanting him to hear but not able to stop the flow of the tears.
They run hot down my cheeks, and I feel bad for getting his shirt wet, yet I stay. I don't want him to see my face which is buried against his firm chest.
He holds me for a while and hums, just letting me cry. As the last few sniffles come out, he lets go and holds my face in his hands. I look down but I can sense his gentle eyes seeking mine as his thumbs wipe away my tears.
He then leans forward and kisses my forehead, his lips soft and plush making my skin tingle. I blush and look up at him as he says
"I'm so sorry Iris... things will get better. I hate to rush you but we have to go now before it's too late"
I murmur an "okay" and turn to leave. Numbness consuming my body as I walk out and down the path to Hoseoks house. I'm on autopilot now. There is no more room for all the emotions that filled me before. I simply feel nothing, inhuman.
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I don't remember how we got to Hoseok's house but we did, and suddenly I'm standing before his door knocking briskly on the deep wood.
He opens it instantly, face flushed and hair floppy. He looks me once over and his face grows concerned and even more so as he looks at Taehyung who is a few feet behind me.
He visibly scowls and at that moment, at his doorstep, I spill out everything.
Everything is on display for him to see but tell me why... why doesn't he look surprised?
Edit: Hope you are enjoying. Once I introduce all the characters I will upload a portion showing how they all look!
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