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"La la la la, ok ok ok ok."

See You Again —Tyler The Creator, Kali Uchis

Taehyun X fem! reader

Warnings: tooth rotting stuff, cuss words, dirty jokes

Genre: fluff

"Hyunnie!" You whined, making Taehyun's head perk up suddenly. With a hum, he asked you to continue. "Are you listening?" You whined again. Taehyun gave another hum, his eyes closed again as he nodded.

You, oblivious as always, took this as a sign that Taehyun was taking interest in your rubbish talks. "Good. So, as I was saying..." You continued with your talk, sitting up comfortably so you could get in more feel of the conversation. A conversation with yourself, apparently, because the light sound of snores made you shut up.

"Taehyun?" You raised a brow, waving a hand in front of his face. "You alive?" When no response came, you sighed to yourself, getting up from the bed and walking out of your boyfriend's room.

"Hey, what's up?" Yeonjun spoke as you walk into the kitchen. "Did you bore Taehyun to death?"

You frowned at his comment, snatching the strawberry milk out of his hand. "I did not bore him. He was just really sleepy and well... he fell asleep."

"Same thing." He winked at you, making you want to punch him in the face. This was the thirty-fifth time Yeonjun had made a joke about you boring Taehyun by how much you talk— you knew, you had been counting. You huffed and dipped a straw into the stolen milk, drinking it out of annoyance.

So this is what your relationship with Taehyun was like. People— mostly Yeonjun— always talked and joked about how your duo dynamic resembled Phineas and Ferb. Maybe because of how you, like Phineas, were always over-excited over small things, talking about everything that you ever knew, and getting mischievous ideas throughout the day, whereas Taehyun, like Ferb, always nodded and listened to your rubbish, up for whatever your idea was of getting in trouble.

You had first met Taehyun at a bus stop. You remembered it all like it was just yesterday, but in reality, it was more than a year ago. It was raining quite heavily that morning and you were completely drenched by the time you could reach the closest shelter, which was the bus stop.

"Fucking hell." You whined to yourself, feeling your soaked uniform. Your shirt was sticking to your skin, making it feel uncomfortable on your skin. You tried to get the wet fabric away from your dripping skin but to no avail. Luckily, there was no one else there who could see you in such a loser state.

Or maybe there was.

"You shouldn't walk around like that." The boyish voice that came from out of the blue scared the crap out of you and you let out a surprised shriek, turning to look at who it was. And there you saw him for the first time. He was sitting on one of the chairs at the stop, his black hair glazing with small droplets of rain and his big boba eyes looking you up and down almost in a judging manner.

"Since when were you here?" You raised a brow at him, obviously still shocked how someone could just appear out of thin air.

"I was here when you came." He finally looked away from you, his eyes looking nothing but bored. You were surprised by his response. Were you really that blind not to see him? Or was he so calm that you couldn't even acknowledge his presence in the first place? If it was the second possibility then, was he cosplaying Drax from Guardians Of The Galaxy?

You only nodded your head despite the endless foolish thoughts running in your head, slowly and carefully taking a seat beside him. He was sitting too quietly, no wonder you didn't realise his presence until he spoke. You stole glances at him every five seconds, which made him rather annoyed and he turned to look at you with an uninterested expression.

"What?" He said, and you quickly shook your head.

"Nothing."

"Something."

"Nothing really."

"Just say it."

"You're weird." You finally said, making him raise a brow at you. "Really. I can't help but think that. Do you usually just blend in with mother nature so nobody ever sees you?" You suddenly gasped mid-sentence as another thought entered your naturally high brain, "By any chance... are you a ghost? And only I can see you because I'm the chosen one. You know, I really had this gut feeling that I'm main character material, guess I was right. Anyways, I'm Y/N, what about you?"

Taking in all this information, Taehyun could only stare at you like you were on drugs. That was until he let out a small bewildered chuckle, turning his gaze from you to look forward at the wet rainy road. "What an irony." He muttered under his breath, making you squint his eyes at him, trying to make out what he was saying. "She's the one who's weird and she's calling me that."

"I heard that. But it's okay, people usually call me weird, I'm used to it by now." You said. "So you aren't actually a ghost?" You poked his shoulder to test if you could actually touch him, only to sigh disappointedly because you apparently could touch him and you weren't the main character. "That's disappointing."

"You don't have an umbrella?" He asked and you rolled your eyes.

"If I did, I wouldn't be soaked."

"Hmm."

Another moment of silence.

"Which school are you from?" You asked him, and he turned to look at you. He furrowed his brows at you, trying to figure out if you were just fucking with him or if you actually didn't know. You raised a brow, as to why he was basically glaring at you rather than just answering the question. Had you asked something wrong again? Was it inappropriate in any way?

"You really should be more aware of your surroundings." He scoffed, making you even more confused.

"Why?"

"We go to the same school."

A gasp left you and you slapped a palm over your mouth. "Really? Are you in my class?"

He shook his head. "I'm a senior."

You made an 'o' with your mouth in realization. "But even if you were in my class, I wouldn't have known about you, because you seem too quiet. Plus, you're right, I'm never really aware of my surroundings. I just like to be with my two friends, that's all. Anyways, how do you know me?"

He gave you a slight smirk. "Your activities are famous in the whole school, especially when you broke that guy's nose."

"Right." You chuckled, remembering your own antics. You had punched a guy's nose, but that was only because he was constantly harassing your friend by stalking her and flirting with her. You had to punch him, the only mistake was that you punched him in the cafeteria infront of the whole school. You couldn't help it, your anger got the better of you. You had to face a week's worth of detention for that. "That guy was an asshole though. I don't regret hitting him."

This went on for a few more minutes, with you talking about things that had nothing to do with him and him listening. You were impressed that he was such a good listener— nodding and humming after each sentence and indicating that he was listening. This was a first for you, because everyone else who ever talked to you always called you out for talking too much or getting too loud and excited mid-conversation. But he didn't. He only listened.

The rubbish spurting out of your mouth revoked when you realised that the rain had stopped. "I should go now, but I'll definitely catch up with you at school." You smiled at him, standing up and starting to walk away.

"Wait." The calm voice of interruption made you stop in your tracks and turn to him again. You watched as he stood up and walked towards you. He sighed once he reached you, starting to zip off his hoodie.

"What are you—?"

"Wear this." He said, offering his hoodie to you. His gaze dropped down to your chest as if to indicate something. You quickly looked down at your chest, gasping in surprise when you saw that your bra was completely visible because of your soaked white shirt. You didn't even say anything before snatching his hoodie out of his hands and draping it over your frame. It was too baggy on you, but you couldn't think about that in the moment.

"Why did you give this to me now?!" You screeched, your cheeks burning red from embarrassment.

"Because I already saw it." He scoffed, making your eyes bulge out of their sockets. You had just met him, and he was already flirting with you? He didn't give you time to reply before he spoke again. "You should go now."

"Wait- what's your name?" You asked as he was turning away. He turned to look at you once.

"Kang Taehyun."

After that, you didn't know if it was fate, but the both of you kept meeting each other— accidentally or on purpose, it didn't matter. First, it was to return his hoodie, then running into each other at school, then exchanging numbers, then texting each other on a daily basis, then giving him flowers at his graduation, then him kissing you for the first time just to shut you up, and then starting to date him. Like a perfect fairytale.

Despite people telling you that both of you don't sit right— because you were a hyperactive girl, and Taehyun was a calm person. They were so sure that someday Taehyun would burst and tell you to just shut the fuck up and stop acting like a child. But Taehyun was a man of patience, he would never be mad at you for being overactive, infact, he actually encouraged you to be like this. He once even said that if he had a found a girl like himself, the relationship would've been too boring, and he loved you because you completed him. And it was true indeed, because no one could've handled a girl like you, and no one would've understood Taehyun like you do.

"Taehyunnieeee!" You called out from his dorm room, sliding inside while he was watching television. Taehyun was immediately brought back to reality by your usual enthusiastic shriek as you ran and stood infront of the tv. Your excited grin made a smile automatically arise on his face and he placed the remote down, turning his entire attention towards you. "You wouldn't believe what happened today!"

"What happened?" He asked, resting his elbow on the backrest of the couch.

"You remember my friends who liked each other but were too shy to confess?" A hum came from Taehyun. "Well... I set them up!" You shrieked, your hands joining in excitement and anticipation of how he would react. The most he could do is smile and nod, but that was pretty much all you wanted from him.

Taehyun let out a small bewildered chuckle. "Really?" He asked, even though he wasn't much surprised because of the information, but he was afraid that you would be sad if he didn't show any excitement. "That's really cool."

"I know, right?" You jumped up, climbing over the wooden table to fall right into his lap. You tried to straddle him, and he balanced you just fine by holding your waist. You loved how much you could trust him emotionally and physically. You could fall from a cliff and he'd still somehow catch you, he was just strong like that. Like your own personal Superman. "I locked them in the janitor's closet."

Taehyun frowned. "Babe, that's not right."

You pouted.

"But it got them together, so it was a win." He smiled again, afraid of having you all sad and weary because he disagreed with you.

The grin returned to your face. "I know, right?! You know for how long they've been pining over each other, they're always talking about how "he's so cute" "she's so cute", they basically chewed my ears off." You sighed.

"As if anyone could chew your ears off."

"What'd you say?"

"You did a great job, babe."

You scrunched your nose as you smiled, placing a kiss on your boyfriend's nose out of love. "I'm officially a matchmaker now." You said and started to show off your non-existent muscly biceps, as if the words and the gesture even went along.

"I have more." He said, flexing his biceps.

"Not more than these babies." You smacked your skinny biceps, as if they belonged to a whole bodybuilder. Taehyun laughed at that lightly, pecking your lips.

"Oh, you guys are so cute— get a fucking room." You both turned your attention to an annoyed Beomgyu, who was scrunching his face in distaste as he looked at you both being all lovey-dovey. "And not a room in this dorm, you guys are too loud when you're fucking."

"You'll know when you get a girlfriend." You stood up from your position to run towards Beomgyu. Taehyun laughed when you landed a smack to the older male's head, nagging at him for being too dramatic.

"My girlfriend won't be that loud."

"Yeah, 'cause you won't fuck her good." Yeonjun spoke, coming out of his room, already laughing at the fed up expression on Beomgyu's face. You cackled at that loudly, reaching forward to high-five Yeonjun.

"Okay, enough now." A smiling Taehyun stopped the both of you from bullying Beomgyu anymore, stepping forward into the kitchen. "Babe, I'm making ramyeon, you want some?"

"Of course I do." You said, hugging him from behind and wrapping your arms around his built torso.

"Hyung, me too." Beomgyu said, hugging Taehyun from behind you and resting his chin on Taehyun's shoulder, completely ignoring the fact that Taehyun was literally younger than him.

"Hyung, me too." Yeonjun also said, hugging him and resting his chin on his other shoulder. Taehyun sighed, the three of us feeling his shoulders fall.

"You guys are crushing me." You croaked out, but they all ignored you altogether.

"I want some ramyeon too!" Another calm sound came from inside the room, which undoubtedly belonged to Soobin.

"Me too!" Huening Kai.

Taehyun tried to look like he was hating it, being the dad of this friend group which apparently included five grown up kids. But in reality, he loved all of them equally, especially you. He didn't even want to think about how boring his life would've been if the five of you weren't there to chew his ears off and cling onto him as if he were a pole. He didn't hate it. Infact, he loved it.

He loved every moment of it.

Taehyun was cooped up in his room, moving his blue hair out of his face and setting the glasses just right over his nose. His eyes focused on the laptop infront of him as he typed away onto it. A pout was formed on his lips in concentration while he worked on his assignment. The assignment wasn't due until next week, but he was still adamant on completing it tonight. No one could stop him from finishing the assignment today.

"Babe!" He heard you knock on his door.

Okay, maybe you could stop him.

"Come in." He said, his eyes still focused on his laptop. He only looked up at you for a microsecond as you barged in through the door. "Why are you here on a school night?"

You sighed, crashing on his bed beside him. "I'm a senior now, I can skip school if I want to."

"Oh, seems like you're all grown up." Taehyun chuckled, concentrating on his work. Being in a relationship with you sure had some perks, because he had learnt how to multitask. He could now very professionally manage to concentrate on both his work and your constant chatter. "But still, you shouldn't skip school. It's not good."

"Okay, daddy." You had said it in an innocent, non-dirty way, only joking about how he was talking as if he were your father. But when your boyfriend stopped his typing and gave you a teasing look from the side, you immediately regretted your words. You smacked him harshly, but Taehyun didn't even budge. "I didn't mean it like that!" You whined.

Taehyun laughed, his boba eyes crinkling under the glasses. "Cute." He muttered under his breath, turning to his work again. You huffed at the nonchalant behaviour, sitting infront of him.

"Who are you to say I'm cute?" You said sarcastically, flicking his forehead.

"Cute." He didn't look up from his work, scoffing and shaking his head. Although, he did let out a sound of protest when you picked his laptop up from his lap, placing it on the bedside table. "What are you doing?" He sighed. You didn't reply, instead you just climbed up onto his lap, straddling him and placing your arms around his neck.

"I'm here to distract you, so be distracted." You said, tugging lightly at the small hair on the back of his neck. You knew very well that what you were doing was wrong, but you couldn't help it, you were just an attention seeker like that. Just for him, though. You only ever fought for his and only his attention, you couldn't give less of a fuck about other people ignoring you.

"You know well enough I can focus on both things—"

"No. Just me." You pouted, making him let out a breathy chuckle. "Just focus on me. Forget the assignment, I'll do it for you later." You said as you cupped his cheeks, making him look straight at you.

"Fine. How'd your day go?" He sighed, a dreamy smile on his face while he stroked your hair, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. He knew he couldn't argue against you, you would get your way somehow. It's not like he had never tried to argue with you over something, but you just have that power that could make any argument in your favor. You were basically a professional at running your mouth.

"Glad that you asked." You grinned lopsidedly. "I actually beat up a guy today." Taehyun raised a brow at your response in slight surprise. He could never get used to the way you could say literally anything in such an unhinged manner.

"What? I thought I told you not to beat anyone up."

"I tried to resist, I really did." You pinched the skin of your neck, to show him that you were telling the truth. "But he really got on my nerves. He was bullying someone and I had to step in because no one else was."

"Why was no one stepping up?"

"Because they were scared."

"And you weren't?"

You shook your head, scrunching your nose. "Of course not, these jerks were made to be beaten up by me. You see, he was harassing a new girl, he was constantly asking her to do his homework for her. You hear this, Taehyun? Average middle school bullying. So I just stepped in like a hero, and I said,"Stop bullying her!" and he laughed right at my face and said, "Step away, little girl.". That made me even more furious, and I just landed a perfect punch right on his ugly big-ass nose. He then tried to get away, but I—"

A sound of surprise left you and your eyes widened when Taehyun pulled you in by the back of your neck and crashed his lips on yours, all while you were still talking. You finally moved your lips against his after a while, closing your eyes and feeling him suck the breath out of you. You felt his glasses touch your nose as your hands wandered to his shoulders and you fisted his t-shirt in your grasp.

He pulled away after a few minutes of pleasurable torture, only to take his glasses off to kiss you better. He pulled you in again, not giving you permission to breathe properly yet. "Ty- Tyunnie." You whispered between kisses, trying to get him to stop and tell you whatever the fuck that was for.

"Shut up." was the only thing he whispered back, flipping your bodies over so you were laying on your back and he was hovering over you. And so you obeyed, you shut up. You stayed quiet and let him have his way with you. You scoffed internally, realising why he attacked you like that.

After all, he knew when will be the only time you'll keep your blabbering mouth shut.

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