Puppy Love - Part 4

Puppy Love - Part 4

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pairing: idol!Taehyung x reader

warnings: none.

authors note: I’m sorry if it’s seeming a bit slow at the moment, I don’t want to rush the story and want to make sure their relationship develops realistically. Thank you so much to those who have read it so far and for your lovely messages, it honestly makes my day! I hope you enjoy what’s to come x

Taehyung’s POV

“So you’re really just going to stay friends?” Jimin asked. 

Jimin, Yoongi and I were sat in our living area of our shared dorm, ignoring the television playing softly in the background as we talked over a drink. I had finally mustered up the courage to tell someone else about my past few days with Y/N, and how much I was falling for her.

I nodded “you know what comes with being an idol.”

“There’s a bit of a difference between dating around, and actually being in a proper relationship” Yoongi pointed out.

Jimin nodded at Yoongi’s comment “you’re always saying how you plan to settle down one day-”

“Jimin” I cut in “I only just met her!”

“I know” he smiled “but from what you’ve told us she sounds perfect for you.”

I sighed. 

“It can’t hurt to take things slow, and be friends first” Yoongi hummed “but if you really like this girl I think you should go for it.”

Yoongi wasn’t one to say much, but when he did it was insightful and came from the heart.

I nodded, taking a sip from the glass bottle “I guess I can see how things go.” I smiled to myself “she’s really cool.”

“So when can your best friend meet her?” Jimin asked excitedly.

“I wouldn’t call that taking things slow, Jimin-ah” I laughed.

Y/N’s POV

It had been about 2 weeks since Taehyung took me out for dinner, his busy schedule meant that we were limited to conversing via text (and the occasional phone call).  

I came to accept the flirting was just a part of his charming nature, and tried to suppress the ongoing feelings I had for him for the sake of our friendship, which had become much closer over the past few weeks. 

I had just got home from work that evening and placed my bag on the table when I was startled from my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing. My hopes that it was Taehyung was confirmed, when I saw his name lit up on the screen. 

“Hello” I cheerfully greeted, my tired mood instantly disappearing at the sound of his voice.

“Hello, how was work?” He asked.

“Not bad, but I’ve been at a computer screen basically all day and I’m so ready to pass out! How was rehearsal?”

“Good! I won’t keep you for long so you can get some rest”

“Oh? What’s up?” I asked.

“Well, the boys and I are having a small party this Saturday night, just to catch up with some friends and have a bit of a break from everything. And I’d love it if you could be there.. if your haven’t already got plans of course” Taehyung said hopefully.

I was not expecting to be invited to a social gathering so early into our friendship. Or even at all. “Really? I mean, are you sure it’s okay for me to be there? I don’t want to intr-”

“Of course! It’s just at the dorm. And the other boys really want to meet you!”

“Well I’d love to then!”

On the other end of the line, Taehyung made a sound that resembled some form of celebration, causing me to laugh!

“I’ll text you the address, yeah?” he said. “Oh and it’s nothing fancy so don’t feel like you have to get dressed up or anything.”

“Okay” I smiled through the phone.

“We’ll see you on Saturday! Bye Y/N”

“Bye Taehyung.”

                                                            ***

2 days later 

I pulled up at the address Taehyung had text me on Thursday night, and unlocked my phone to message him. He had told me to let him know when I was here, so he could let me up. Obviously their dorm security had to be tight.

I checked the time, 7:26. He said to come around 7, so I made sure not to arrive too early (as much as I was literally waiting around all day to see him). 

Within a few seconds my phone dinged with his message, and I tried to think too much into his fast reply.

T: 🤗😄 come to the front door and I’ll let you in!

After a quick reply, I locked my car and made my way to the front of the house. Before I had managed to reach the door I heard a beeping sound followed by a click - what I assume would be their security - and the door swung open, greeting me with a signature boxy smile. 

“Y/N!” Taehyung exclaimed, immediately pulling me in for a tight hug, causing me to naturally inhale his scent. “I’m so glad you could make it, come on up”

“I’m glad I could see you again” I smiled, which he immediately returned.

“Me too. There’s not a heap of people - maybe around fifteen or so - so we’ll definitely have time to catch up” he smiled with his lips tight, cheeks instantly puffing up. 

We walked up a flight of stairs and down a hallway, framed pictures of what I came to know were BTS’ albums.

“You’ve released so much music” I said, admiring the different albums.

Taehyung chuckled, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly “the Korean music industry doesn’t mess around.” 

I could hear muffled excitement coming from the other side of the door, only to escape when Taehyung pushed it open. I followed him inside to a room full of people mingling, most of them drink in hand. Their voices were only slightly louder than the booming music in the background.

“Jimin!” Taehyung called out, as he pulled me through a sea of people.

“Taehyung, where did you get to?” a young man laughed back. I was astounded at how attractive, or rather beautiful, this man was. 

“I was just making sure Y/N got inside okay” he smiled towards me, almost causing me to miss his friend subtly raising his eyebrows at Tae. 

“Jimin, this is my friend Y/N” Jimin politely held out his hand to shake. “Y/N, this Jimin.”

“Y/N, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Jimin smiled as softly as his handshake.

“You too!” 

I felt a hand gently rest against the small of my back, and turned to meet Taehyung’s wide eyes. “Can I get you something to drink?” He asked warmly.

“That would be nice, thanks” I smiled telling him what I would like. He nodded, insisting I stay as he went to get them. 

I suddenly felt shy without him next to me. 

“Taehyung has told us all so much about you” Jimin spoke.

“Oh god” I laughed “I hope nothing bad”

“Not at all, he speaks very highly of you.”

I could feel my cheeks darken, and was thankful when what seemed to be another one of Taehyung’s friends interrupted the conversation.

“Jungkook, this is Y/N” Jimin introduced.

“You’re Taehyung’s friend, yes?” I nodded. “I’m Jungkook” he said, flashing an adorable smile.  

“It’s nice to finally meet you all” I smiled back. “So, you all live together in the dorm?” I asked, trying to make a good impression.

“Only when we have a lot of rehearsing or work to do. During our off time we have our own apartments” Jungkook replied as a hand slapped onto his shoulder.

“Mm, it’s good when we can get a break from each other. Honestly, some of them can be so loud at times”

Jungkook and Jimin laughed, introducing another member, Yoongi. He had such a laid back, cool demenior, it was hard not to feel a little intimidated.

As if I had known, I turned to see Taehyung walking back over with two drinks in hand. I instantly smiled as I made eye contact with him. “I hope they’re not annoying you” he accused, placing the cold cup in my hand. I didn’t fail to notice the way his hand brushed softly against mine, as if on purpose.

Yoongi placed his hand on his heart, over-dramatically looking hurt by his friend’s comment, only to result in Taehyung rolling his eyes. 

“I’ll introduce you to Jin, Hoseok and Namjoon” he replied, dragging me away from his teasing friends. 

                                                        ***

It was later into the evening, and I was sat on the couch socialising with Taehyung and his friends. Only having the basics of Korean, it was difficult to keep up with their fast paced conversations, but Taehyung ensured that he still included me in their conversations.

Sitting next to him on the couch I was fully aware of his thigh pressing against my own. Each movement he made shifted my attention to him and how his check pants brushed against the skin just below the hem of my dress. 

“Taehyung?” I leaned in to him, speaking quietly.

“Hmm?”

“Um.. where’s the bathroom?” I asked.

“Oh!” He laughed, pointing to the hallway. “Just down the end of the hallway on the right.”

“Thanks, I’ll be back” I said, making sure my dress sat perfectly as I stood up.

As I walked back from the bathroom, I noticed Hoseok cleaning up some of the neglected empty red cups and food stained plates left on the bench.

“Need a hand?” I smiled, stacking those out of his reach.

“Y/N!” He smiled with a giggle. “Oh no, you’re a guest!”

“It’s okay, I like helping.”

He nodded with a smile, thanking me, before placing another stack of rubbish into a bin bag. 

We chatted lightly amongst the two of us, until one comment caught me off guard.

“So you and Taehyung, huh?” he said so casually, causing me to knock over the plastic cups I was cleaning up, earning a laugh from him.

I laughed nervously. “Oh we’re just friends” I smiled, feeling my cheeks begin to burn.

Hoseok cocked his eyebrows up, nodding “friends don’t look at each like that..”

I stared at him.

“I’ve noticed the both of you all night, neither of you are exactly subtle” he laughed. 

“I.. well..” I was lost for what to say to him, especially only knowing him for a few hours.

But Hoseok just smiled emphatically “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.”

“Oh, no. It’s fine! You.. you just caught me off guard a little” I laughed, probably a bit too forceful.

“You’re cool, Y/N. Just know that I’m rooting for you both” he winked. 

a human touch, part I

Part [1] / 1.5 / 2

(masterlist here)

pairing: taehyung x f!reader / word count: 13.3k / genre: robot!taehyung/virgin!reader, fluff, future smut (NSFW, 18+)

summary: everyone knows that androids don’t think, or feel, or have emotions. they’re not human, after all. so when a two hour session with a sex android ends up with nothing more than a nice conversation, you think that’s the first and last time you’ll see v. 

then he turns up at your door. 

warnings: talk of sex work (taehyung is a sex android), implied physical harassment (mentions of bruising), cursing/explicit language, mentions of alcohol, honestly this is a lot softer than these warnings would make you think I swear 🤧

a/n: I started writing this fic like 2/3 months ago and then put it on hiatus bc god it was kicking my entire ass. but ya girl is finally back to working on it! it’ll be two parts, because this fic is a big one! I hope to have the next chapter out next week/the week after (but no promises kdsflkfdfsdf) thank you @hobi-gif​ for loving this fic so wholeheartedly and supporting me while I struggled with it, queen shit ONLY. note: this is loosely a detroit: become human au but you don’t have to be familiar with it at all!

Here are the three things you know about the Eden Club.

One: it’s a sex club. Everyone knows that. Besides, even if they didn’t, all it would take is a single look—the soft blue lighting that shines out from the windows, the screens behind the glass that flash images of shifting and undulating bodies, the heavy beat of music that pulsates from the building and out into the night air; everything murmurs of the promised pleasures that are held within. 

Two: it’s a sex club entirely staffed by androids. Androids make better lovers, according to the ads. They might look human but they don’t have free will like you do—anything you ask for, you’re given without question or reproach. They can’t say no to you. They’re entirely at your command.

Three: you don’t ever want to go to the Eden Club. It’s not that you have anything against androids—because you don’t—but you feel bad for the ones who are owned by the club, even if they’re literally only built and programmed to serve humans. It just feels… wrong.

And here’s the fourth thing you’ve just learned about the club, much to your dismay: you are about to head inside it.

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paris with taehyung : 2

chapter 1 link here

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: romance; pure fluff and smut

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: reader x idol!taehyung ; established relationship

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: it’s just been far too long since he’d seen her, he would practically do anything. even if it’s abrupt—like buying a one-way ticket for her to travel halfway across the world without telling her. night(s) spent at a fancy hotel might simply be the perfect way to make up for what they’ve lost in the months they’ve been apart.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.7k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: a glimpse of dom!taehyung; dirty talk; teasing

it was kim taehyung singing in the shower.

he seemed to be practising his high notes in the shower, waking every single guest in this hotel building. of course, he didn’t dare to sing like this on stage, in public. only when you were there, he would unleash who he really was, the really quirky and dorky kim taehyung. you sighed and rolled your eyes with a smile, although he wasn’t there to see it.

“hey taehyunggie,” you called out as you slid off the bed to stand outside the bathroom door. “i think the entire hotel can hear you.”

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sneak peak

6,690 miles • kth

part one of a two-shot

⇥ pairing: taehyung x fem!reader // soulmate!au

⇥ synopsis: paris, france has always been the place of your dreams, and once you finally get there, it’s almost as if things are too good to be true. this is ultimately proven when you meet kim taehyung, you’re long awaited soulmate that you can’t seem to get a grip on.

or, alternatively: taehyung is your soulmate and you have issues with that because he lives on the other side of the world.

⇥ genre: angst angst angst angst, fluff, angst, pining, author tries her best to describe what paris is like despite never stepping foot in paris at all

⇥ warnings: cursing, big ol’ sadness

⇥ est word count: 15k-20k+

⇥ release date: JULY 24, 2020 @ 12:00 PM EST

preview

“Surely we’ll be seeing each other again?”

“If fate wills it.”

There’s a kind, yet melancholic smile you flash, like you’re consoling an innocent child with a white lie. Whether the lie was to convince you or him, you’re not sure, and if you think about it hard enough, you’d probably find that the answer isn’t one you’d like to give, but you’re taken away from your thoughts, your breath escaping your lungs again once your eyes meet with Taehyung’s.

His eyes light up at your words, and he’s beaming at you so brightly that you could replace all the lights on the Eiffel Tower with just his smile.

“Then, I’ll be seeing you soon, Y/N. Have a good night.”

You laugh at his words when you think about them on your train ride back to your hotel.

But something sparks in your heart. Whether it was hope or foolishness, you couldn’t tell. It was too fine a line to distinguish between the two. You try to ignore it, but it’s hard when your heart makes silent prayers that you could see him at least once more.

Your fingers trace the inked words on your skin, while you shake your head and chuckle at your own pitiful state. No matter how many times you’d battle between reason and emotion, reason always won. The hard truth was that the chances of you running into him again were blatantly close to zero. It didn’t matter the equation, the calculations, or the perfect storm you could create. Nothing would result in a happy ending for you.

Closing your eyes to block out the newfound heartbreak you’re experiencing, you rest your head on the cold window, immersing yourself in how the fast motion of the train causes your head to bump against it over and over. It provides a sound distraction from your troubles, but it’s not enough for you to forget about the dull pain in your heart. Simply put, the fact that Taehyung had just come into your life in a matter of mere seconds and managed to turn your whole world upside down with just some playful banter and conversation stupefies you. Now you were lovestruck, diving headfirst into an unrequited love for someone who didn’t know that they were your soulmate.

A tear rolls down your face and you let out one last shaky laugh before you reach your stop.

How foolish of you to act as if you’d ever see each other again.

Paris is big enough as it is.

a/n: hi everyone this is basically the rewrite nobody asked for :,) but i’m going to post it anyway because i was rereading my oneshot and i wanted to make it 10x better :D

also for the people asking for a part two, your wish has been granted because i found out i wanted a part two as well LMFAOOO

Hello followers/readers of this blog. I’m sorry I haven’t been active on here for a while, I unintentionally took a break from writing my Puppy Love fic. During that time I could see that writing fiction wasn’t the best thing for me at the moment, and it started to feel like something I had to do instead of something I wanted to 😔 So I think for now I might put my writing and even reading on hold.. I may still come back to it, especially my Puppy Love fic as I had so many ideas and sections I’ve already written!

I’m definitely not deleting, and will still keep notifications for this blog on 😊 I’m proud of the pieces I’ve created on here, even if it wasn’t a lot, and have also read some amazing fics. I just need to take some time to pursue other things for the time being.

Thank you to everyone who has read my work, and left a like or comment, it means so much to me 💜

paris with taehyung

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: romance; fluff and smut

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: reader x idol!taehyung

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: it’s just been far too long since he’d seen her, he would practically do anything. even if it’s abrupt—like buying a one-way ticket for her to travel halfway across the world without telling her. night(s) spent at a fancy hotel might simply be the perfect way to make up for what they’ve lost in the months they’ve been apart

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.6k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some swearing

𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜: serendipity - park jimin

you didn’t know how you ended up in such an extravagant hotel room in such an extravagant place, but you did.

all because of a text and a phone call from him.

the notification on your phone simply said:

pack your things and call your boss. you’re going to paris.

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