I told him that I met Lily again. And she's a cute little girl, too good to be true. Okay, let's just say I simply and only bragged about Lily the whole time and he kept Listening to me attentively nonetheless. As if it was something very interesting.

We threw the trash away, I was ready to go sleep when he grabbed my wrist.

"Something left?" I asked

He bought his hand near my face, holding a box. An instant cookie dough box.

"Dessert?"

"How can I say no to that. I'm down" we both grinned at the same time and made ourselves comfortable on the kitchen counter.

He kneaded the dough, cleaned the oven tray, buttered it. And I- was watching him the whole time. Sitting on the counter top.

The way a thin strand of hair was hanging on his forehead, the way his veins popped out whenever he held something heavy, he way his lips opened slightly while focusing, the way he kept stealing glances from me, the way he would kiss me after every step he completed instructed in the box.

He told me he was giving himself reward. Cheesy. I ain't complaining tho. I love cheese. Especially this one.

He made 6 heart shaped cookies, and shoved them in the oven.

"Tired huh?" I asked him.

"Very much" he stood between my legs, his face was resting on my chest while I was playing with his hairs. His arms snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to his warmth.

We stayed like that, in silence. Non awkward kinda silence. I felt him moving his fingers on my back. I'm 90% sure he wrote 'I love you' on my back with his finger.

I don't want to simply say it back, I really don't want him to think I'm doing formality of saying it back. Taking my time and making it special would be better, but making him wait hurts me too.

I took his face in my palm, looked in his eyes for a brief moment before sucking his lower lip, then upper, basically devouring his kissable af lips.

He held my jaw firmly in his hand before shoving his tongue in my mouth, I welcomed it gladly. We stopped, panting for air, our foreheads touched, the intimacy of mixing our breaths, too enchanting to explain.

The oven's ding pulled us back from our moment.

"I'll get it" he said, wearing gloves.

"Your hearts look like fucking butt" I bursted out laughing, examining the now, butt shaped cookies.

"Atleast I tried, unlike your lazy ass" he kicked my ass by his knee.

"Coaches don't play sweetheart" I shoved a cookie in my mouth, burning it. So y/n of me.

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"Open your mouth properly dumbun"

He was applying ointment on my lips, they look horrible by the way. Should've waited a few minutes.

"You don't be able to kiss me now" 

"You're worried about the kiss more than my burnt lip, wahhhh"

"Atleast I feel loved that way, pft" he got up to keep the first aid box back in it's place.

Do I really make him feel so, less loved?

I stood near the window, looking at the moon in awe, he joined me soon after.

"Taehyung"

"Hmm" he kept looking at the moon, and me, at his face.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

"Indeed" his clueless ass makes him more cute.

"Good night bitch" I slapped his ass and went to bed.

"THAT HURTS!"

(Did my readers notice something?;) Lemme know if y'all are smart enough)






























































































Heyya darlos! I still have 2 papers left yet I'm here, giving y'all double update. Tsk tsk.

Atleast pray that I get good percentage in my boards 🤡

One vote, one percentage added lmao.

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