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•we can't• (taehyung/a) part 2

part 2 ayeeee

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We Can't (Taehyung Angst) Part 2

"Jagiya, I'm home." A voice finally boomed across your house after waiting the whole night, footsteps coming near you. You immediately took your hands to your cheeks and wiped all the tears away, as usual. You covered every wound you have with an oversized hoodie, and you fixed everything to make him think everything was alright.

He never knew how hurt you were.

Your stomach churned in nervousness as you made eye contact with Taehyung, opening your arms to him as he takes you in an embrace. You nuzzled in his neck, a feeling of security lingering around you as his presence was here, yet you knew. You knew this was the last.

"How was your day?" He smiled innocently, holding both of your cheeks, in expectance of words like "fine," or "the usual."

If he only knew.

You just shrugged and smiled faintly, holding his hand and took off his coat.

"Taetae, you worked all day. You better clean up, stinky." You crinkled your nose, as if you were disgusted by his smell. Hell, as if you were. He smelled as fresh as he could be.

Taehyung chuckled wholeheartedly and pinched your nose, giving you a teasing smirk as he just agreed to take a bath. He placed his things on the couch and quickly walked straight to the bathroom, leaving you, once again, alone with your own thoughts. The bathroom was ruined a while ago, but you cleaned it all up anyways since it was sure he'd use it. Giving a reason on why it was like that was so tiring you just wanted to refuse to explain.

You sat on the bed and patiently waited for him to be finished. Water splashes and wet footsteps were heard just inside the door across your bedroom. You tapped your foot nervously, leaning on the headboard of your bed, pushing back your tears and tried not to cry like your life depended on it. You heaved a deep sigh, the continuous stab of pain still inside your heart.

For comfort, you took your fingers, trailed them down to your stomach. You stroked it, gently as ever. This little creature inside you, could be the reason of pulling you together.

Or apart.

You had no idea what could happen, what would be Taehyung's reaction.

After a long while of lingering in your own thoughts, Taehyung walked out of the bathroom. His no make up face and comfortable clothes made him so adorable, yet it tugged something in your heart that you couldn't even explain it. Maybe you were just cherishing every bit of moment you had with him.

He slumped and yawned, walking to the bed and lied down just beside you. An immediate smile creeped up on your face as you saw his cheeks squished up against your pillows, a faint sigh of pleasure coming from him as he closed his eyes, feeling such comfort in the bed.

Just when the silence was very relaxing between you two, a loud notification from his phone rang across the whole room, making you a bit startled by the sudden noise.

Taehyung took his phone from the bedside table and checked, while you just lied there, curious of what he received. Your head tilted and stared at him, his eyes having a tint of delight with a small faint smile lingering in his lips.

Out of curiosity, you asked,

"Is it your mom?"

It was the closest thing you could ever think of that isn't really offensive or intimidating. Taehyung liked how you really weren't being too possessive of him, and that image was one to keep. Though an image like that was very hard to stabilize, especially now that this demon inside of you has now started to make you feel jealous.