oh so i get a good nights sleep and then i cant sleep the next night?
oh so i get a good nights sleep and then i cant sleep the next night?
Taehyung x Reader
Word Count: 629
“Come on, Tae! We gotta make the tractor!” you cried, running and peering back at him.
Taehyung was jogging to catch up to you after tying his shoe. He was chuckling at your excitement. To be fair, going apple picking had been on your bucket list for some time. You used to go as a child and had been itching to take him and the timing had finally worked out and you didn’t want him it miss out on a single second.
Taehyung caught up easily enough and took your hand in his, helping you onto the back of the tractor’s trailer. He climbed up next to you and wrapped an arm around you waist, pulling you close as the tractor engine roared to life and started to chug down the lane.
Sorry friends! I’ve decided to close Private RP for a little bit. I had a ton of people request them and that’s fine but like… I can only keep up with so many private rps at a time :) I’ll open them back up if people end up not responding or if they just decide to stop the rp
I turn 24 tomorrow
I’m gonna be in my MID TWENTIES
what the fuck man
You fumbled trying to put your key into the front door, holding onto the wall to steady yourself, eventually managing to unlock the door. Lights were on in the front room, nearly blinding you as you stepped in, noticing Taehyung laid out on the sofa.
He was fast asleep, much to your surprise, as you knelt down, poking his cheeks and shoulders, jabbing him until he woke up. A sigh was released, sitting up when he saw you leaning over him.
“Hi,” you squealed, sitting down on his lap. He was unresponsive, quickly seeing how drunk you were. “Tae,” you whimpered, craving his attention.
“Go to bed Y/N,” he snapped, trying to push you away from him.
You clung tighter around his neck, fighting back with your own strength, falling back on the sofa with him. He reached around, unclasping your hands, sitting you up on the other side of the sofa. “What’s wrong?”
“Have you not checked your phone? I’ve been trying to text and ring you for hours, I was worried about you. I didn’t know where you were, I didn’t know what you were doing, and you just come home steaming drunk.”
You pouted, poking his cheek. “Don’t be like that,” you giggled, “I’m here now.”
“Yeah, drunk.” He hated it, the way you slurred your words, how you couldn’t carry yourself at all, he hated all of it.
“Stop, I had a good time,” you argued, throwing your arms in the air, “I liked the music.”
There was little point in talking to you when you were like this, but you soon saw how hurt he was. His expression remained blank, his manner was snappy and short, there was no affection from him, a sign that something was always wrong.
“Can you just go to bed? I’m going to sleep down here tonight. You’ve really upset me tonight.”
You stood up, staring back at him. He rolled onto his side, turning his back towards you, leaving you to fend for yourself. You gulped, spinning on your heels, quickly sobering up. “Taehyung, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I promise.”
“Y/N, just give me space.”
Your heart shattered, he always accepted your apology, whenever someone apologised, that was it, all was forgiven. But not tonight. He didn’t even look at you, hearing you walk up the stairs, clinging to the banisters.
You reached the top and sorted yourself out for bed, grabbing a big drink of water before you did so. Sliding into the bed, it felt cold and empty. Taehyung’s pillow was cold, but still lingered with his scent.
Your hand reached out, clinging it against you, as you slowly began to sob. His pillow was now marked with your tears, but you didn’t care. One mistake had filled you with regret, you had no idea where the two of you would go from here.
Faintly in the background of his slumber Taehyung could hear you hiccupping, sniffing back as you tried to hold back the tears. The sound was enough to upset him too, reluctantly sliding off the sofa, the sound growing as he made his way upstairs.
“Jagi,” he whispered, turning on the lamp to see you curled up into his pillow. “Why are you crying.”
B-because you don’t love me anymore,” you cried out, “I upset you and now you’re mad at me. We’re sleeping on an argument, and I don’t like it. It doesn’t feel nice, and I’m scared.”
“Why are you scared?” He asked, perching on the end of the bed.
You let go of his pillow, placing it back in it’s rightful position in the hope he’d react, but he didn’t, only making you feel worse.
“I know I’ve never been good enough for you, I’m embarrassing to be seen with, I go out and get drunk and don’t care about you. It’s what you probably want, and I understand, I think we should break up.”
He looked down at you wide eyed. You couldn’t have been further from the truth. The last thing he ever wanted to do was break up with you.
You climbed out of the bed, trying to find a bag in your wardrobe, when his arms held your wrists, turning you around to face him. You were hysterical, tears freely falling down your cheeks, which he quickly wiped away.”
“What on earth makes you think I want to break up with you?”
“I apologised and you ignored me,” you begun, “and then I ignored you and hurt you, and you don’t deserve to be hurt. You’re the purest soul, who deserves happiness and someone who is good enough for you.”
He pulled you into his chest, sitting on the bed, allowing your tears to cover his shirt. “Listen to me, tonight you got drunk, and yes I was hurt, but that was only because I love you and I worry about you. I didn’t know what state you could’ve been in.”
“Stop apologising,” he chuckled, “I should have accepted your apology earlier, that was a mistake. You are good enough for me, you’re more than enough. You’re my best friend.”
You glanced up at him, as he softly smiled down at you, wiping away your tears. You clung onto him tightly as he fell back, running his hands through your hair, trying to comfort you.
“Calm down, I’m not going to break up with you, everything is going to be just fine.”
“Are you sure? Because I’d understand, I’ve let you down tonight.”
“No, you haven’t. You were having a good time, I shouldn’t have expected you to reply. I got protective when I shouldn’t have. You’re big enough to look after yourself, I didn’t need to worry. It’s nice to see you enjoying yourself, and like you said, you love the music.”
You blushed with embarrassment, burying yourself into his body making him chuckle. “It’s nice that you worry about me, I would’ve replied if I had checked my phone, you know that.”
“I do,” he grinned.
“Can we just forget tonight ever happened? I got too drunk and made a mistake, and you didn’t accept my apology, which was your mistake. I don’t want us to break up.”
He moved you so you both laid on the bed properly, ignoring the dampness of his pillow. “I don’t want to break up with you either. Never doubt yourself, because you’re perfect to me, I never want you to feel any other way.”
“I won’t,” you assured him. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Get some sleep, you’re going to have a killer hangover to recover from in the morning.”
“Don’t,” you grumbled, “I can’t even begin to think about it.”
I love, but i cant express it. you couldn’t understand how my love works even if you tried, which you do. everyone gives up on me so im just going to give up on myself now. this was probably overdue.
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if i get called my deadname one more time im gonna snap
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