#also he slept in my hair yesterday lol we’ve been napping together i feel like it was meant to be
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3 days ago my friend found this lil baby on the street. she couldn’t take him in cuz she has a bunny at home, and we were planning to adopt a cat anyways, so this was kinda like a blessing from the world,, his name is Sergei von Kifli (lol my friend demanded naming rights) and he’s like 2.5 sauces tall,,,,, i love him very much
#he looks so tiny in my roommate’s hand 😭#dw we’re treating his eyes#blew like half my money on the emergency vet 😭 he really deserves the baron ‘von’ title#kifli is like. a pastry here jfjfjfj he looks like one#vet said he’s about 2 months old#he’s a lil shy but he already climbed over my laptop so yay#also he slept in my hair yesterday lol we’ve been napping together i feel like it was meant to be#magpie talks will they shut up?#ramble ramble#personal#rescue kitten#sergei von kifli posting#<- cat tag i’ll probably be posting about him a lot
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Longing For You
“Out of all of things that were stacked on your plate for your senior year, your unrequited feelings for Taehyung was the thing stressing you out the most and you hated it. You already had enough to worry about, feelings shouldn’t be one of them.”
↠soft angsty ish, highschoolAU↞
word count: 3.3k
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A/N: ya girl is back with another cheesy best friend/unrequited love AU! not gonna lie, these stories are definitely one of my faves to write. hopefully you’re not tired of it yet lol. i hope you guise enjoy this story ^-^
You stared at your laptop screen for what seemed to be hours, but in reality it’s only been 15 minutes. Senior year started a month ago and it already felt like you were swamped with a lot more work than you were supposed to be. But of course, you were student council president, the workload was already a given.
As council president, you were in charge of the events for your class which also meant the winter formal. The entire council had already begun an outline during the last couple weeks of summer vacation, so you were going over it trying to map things out more specifically. You squinted at the black lettering of the document and pushed your laptop away from you to plant your face onto the table.
You took an almost full schedule of AP honors classes and the first month of school already wiped you out. Not having enough hours of sleep was a side effect of taking the AP classes and you were already warned about it.
“Good luck on sleep, y/n. You won’t be getting any of it.”
“I’m shocked, Tae. Are you doubting me?”
“Ehh. Just warning you.”
“Well, he wasn’t wrong.” You mumbled and brought you head up to rest your chin on your palm. You stared out the window to see if you could get a good glimpse of the basketball courts. “Hm, empty.”
“Class prez’! How’s my favorite girl?” The deep bass of a boy’s voice startled you to the car. A very sweaty student walked into the council room with a backpack over his shoulder and a basketball under his arm. “Looking for me?”
“You wish, Tae.” You folded your arms across your chest and tipped your head back.
“Ouch. I haven’t seen my best friend for a week and this is how you treat me?”
You and Kim Taehyung knew each other since you were both toddlers. Your fathers worked together through business and were constantly overseas during your childhood. This meant that your mothers would get together for a meal and you and Taehyung would play together. Being this close resulted in attending the same elementary, middle, and eventually, high school. There was no way of escaping Taehyung’s personality and his love for spontaneous adventures. He always wanted to hangout, get a late night snack, or even trespass in the community center pool to go for a swim. Not only did you have a lot of memories with Taehyung, you also had gut wrenching feelings.
“Stop being dramatic. I’m just tired.” You weakly smiled at him and sat up straight.
“I know. Why don’t you replace one of your AP classes with a regular honors class? I’m taking honors english and it’s not so bad.” Taehyung dropped his belongings and sat on the edge of the table you were working on. “Oh! Take the class with me! You can still switch!”
You laughed dryly at his comment. Despite not seeing him for a week, you saw Taehyung enough and having him in a class was internally going to make things more complicated for you.
Your feelings for Taehyung never surfaced until middle school. It was a late night and you both were hurrying home after staying out to try and catch fireflies. Your mason jars came up empty, but the adrenaline rush of running into the night was always euphoric for you. Taehyung suggested a short cut and this involved hopping over a tall fence. As you followed his method in climbing over the steel barricade, you misplaced your foot and slipped at the top. You scraped your knee on one of the wires at the top and crashed onto the pavement. For a moment, you had no idea where you were because the impact of the fall had you in shock.
“Y/n! Are you okay? Holy fuck—what hurts? Can you stand?” Taehyung frantically rushed to your side to help you sit up against his chest.
“Yeah, I think I can—ah! Fuck!” You tried to lift yourself off of the cement, but the pain in your knee prevented from doing so. The pain was unbearable and when you looked down, there was a tremendous amount of blood soaking your leg.
“Oh my fuck. Okay, hold on I need to control the bleeding.” Taehyung tossed his backpack aside and peeled his shirt off to use it as a gauze. After securing it, knelt down with his back towards you. “Carry my backpack and climb on, I’ll carry you to my house since it’s closer from this side.” You obliged because of your inability to walk.
There were about two more blocks until Taehyung’s neighborhood and you two spent the time talking about random things. The whole walk there you soaked in the warmth of his skin and broadness of his shoulders. His honey colored hair smelt like apples and pinewood and you were amazing by his stamina for carrying you the whole way there.
“I’ll have my mom call your mom so she’s not worried. Hm, we’re going to have to think of an excuse though. After what happened to you in the sixth grade I don’t think she would be happy hearing that you hopped a fence.” You laughed at the memory of your mom being horrified over the purple-blue bruise you got from hopping a fence.
You dipped your head into the side of his neck and hummed. “I can just say I slipped trying to catch a firefly. I’ll deal with the details myself.” Taehyung nodded his head and lifted you upward to adjust your position. “You can put me down, you know. We’re not too far from your place.”
“It’s fine, y/n. Your knee was cut up pretty bad.” There was a hint of concern in Taehyung’s voice and you closed your eyes, burying your face deeper into his skin. “When you fell, I called your name twice and you didn’t answer… I almost cried on the spot.”
“Stop being dramatic, Tae.” You laughed.
“I’m serious, y/n. Let’s cut back on the night time adventures until you fully heal. No matter how many daring things we’ve done, I’ve never been more scared than I was at that moment.” Taehyung couldn’t see you but your eyes softened and you could tell your cheeks were flushed.
Hearing Taehyung talk to you like that was almost like a taboo of some sorts. It was always “suck it up, the cut will close up tomorrow,” or “clean it, put a band aid, and let’s head right back.” Taehyung’s version of “tough love” was practically vanilla and his solution to everything was to slap on a band aid. The words he said to you made your heart race and it made you wonder if it was really your Taehyung that was carrying you.
“O-Okay.” You sputtered.
“I’ll ask my mom to ask your mom if you could sleep over.”
“Tae, I live two blocks after yours. I can walk after I rest for a bit.”
“Nope. I won’t allow that. You’ve slept over before, so I’m pretty sure your mom won’t mind.”
It was true, you did sleepover multiple times in the past. You took his bed while he slept comfortably on a foldable mattress on the carpet. This was something you were already used to and yet, your heart wouldn’t stop pounding.
You didn’t sleep well that night.
“So? What do you say, y/n? Take my honors english class.” Taehyung’s voice brought you back to reality. Hopefully you weren’t spacing out for too long.
“Eh, I don’t know.” You shrugged. “I like my teacher for that class. Maybe I’ll consider a different one.”
“Fine, but you’re going to be missing out on the seatmate ever.”
You put your attention back to your laptop and began rereading the outline. Taehyung noticed and stood behind you to take a peek.
“Ooh! Is this the winter formal? Do we have a theme yet?” Taehyung settled his hands beside your arms, trapped you right in between and settled his chin on your head. Thankfully he was standing behind you so he wouldn’t have to see how flushed your cheeks were. Taehyung had no problem with physically keeping you close to him. Whether it was wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you walked in the hallways, leaning his head on your shoulder when he sat down beside you, or tightly holding onto your sweaty hand trying to get you to run faster. If it wasn’t for him piggy backing you and saying those words back in middle school then maybe you would be used to these actions. Even after doing it a million times, you still weren’t adjusted.
“Y/n, what the heck are you doing here? We told you to go home today so you could rest.” A mutual friend of you and Taehyung, Jung Hoseok, stood in the doorway.
“Hey Hoseok! Your hair faded into a pretty cool color.” Taehyung released you from his clutches to give Hoseok a bro hug.
“Right? Surprisingly, the purple and silver pink-ish color mixes well together.” He ruffled his hair and approached you flick your forehead. “Go home, Ms. Stubborn.”
Taehyung stared at you with wide eyes and closed your laptop. “She isn’t supposed to be in the council room today?”
“Nope. She kept falling in and out of sleep during yesterday’s meeting so we decided for her to go straight home and take a nice long nap.” You stared at your oddly colored hair friend with a displeased look.
“Well, if that’s the case—” Taehyung gathered all of his belongings, including yours, and pulled you up by the arm. “Let’s go home together.”
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The car ride home was the same as usual, Taehyung reclined the passenger seat almost all the way down and stuck his feet out your window. He rambled on about how nervous he was for his road test next week. You got your provisional license before Taehyung and this resulted in you driving him around everywhere because you barely trusted him with your car. It was a bit terrifying sitting in the passenger seat when Taehyung drove, but over time it wasn’t as life threatening as it was in the beginning.
“Hopefully I pass the road test. Signing up for an appointment online was hard as fuck because the spots fill in quick and I want to be able to drive to the winter formal.” He groaned scratching his scalp with full force.
“You’ll be fine, Tae. Just relax and continue to practice driving until your appointment.”
“If I fail and there’s no other spots open before the formal, my date and I can ride with you and your date, right?”
The conversation escalated quickly and his question caught you off guard. “Y-You know who you’re taking to the formal already?” You really didn’t mean to stutter when asking your question, but fortunately Taehyung didn’t make a remark about it at all.
“Nah, I’m just generally speaking.” You were relieved, but honestly, you had a feeling that there was no way Taehyung would seriously ask you to be his date. “Hey, but if I can’t get myself a date and if someone doesn’t ask you, do you want to go together?”
“Okay, fine with me.”
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“You have a chance with going with Tae to the formal. What’s wrong with that?”
“Hoseok, do you not realize how many girls fawn over the ace player of our basketball team?!”
Textbooks and notebooks were sprawled in the middle of your bed whilst you and Hoseok surrounded them. The nap you took only lasted for an hour and you still woke up exhausted. Due to not being able to nap, you called Hoseok over to study. You both studied for about a half an hour until you became distracted and directed your attention elsewhere.
“So? None of those girls are you.” Hoseok reassured you by tossing a crumpled piece of paper at your face. You gave him a weak smile and reached over squeeze his knee.
You met Hoseok during your junior year when he won position as class treasurer. At first he seemed quiet, someone who kept to himself, but he easily opened up to you after a week or two and he was the complete opposite.
Over the past year, Hoseok remained by your side and helped you through council and your classes. It turned out that he knew Taehyung through a science class in sophomore year, so the three of you got along perfectly. It was until Hoseok told you that you and Taehyung would make a cute couple and it triggered you to open up about your feelings for your best friend.
Hoseok fully supported your feelings and wanted to help blossom a romantic relationship, but you adamantly refused. You already stitched in your mind that Taehyung was just your friend and that’s all it was going to ever be.
“Anyways,” you sigh. “How is long-distance so far? You two doing okay?”
“It’s going alright so far. Seokjin is still trying to adjust to his time zone, but overall we’re still fine.” Hoseok explained with a smile.
The vice president of last year’s council was Kim Seokjin, who was Hoseok’s boyfriend. They began dating after a few months of getting to know each other and were still happily together a year later. During the summer transitioning into senior year, Seokjin had to move abroad due to his parents job and also to be closer to his college of choice. Hoseok had been in a slump for weeks, but you helped pick him up back to his cheerful self.
They kept their relationship under the radar and it wasn’t because they were ashamed, it was plainly because they wanted to keep their relationship to themselves.
“It must be such a beautiful thing having a relationship with someone with mutual romantic feelings.” You spewed out, slumping back onto your side.
“I told you, I can pull strings and set you two up! It’ll be fine!” Hoseok reached over the pile of books to latch onto your wrists and pull you back up.
“Hoseok, no. You’ve seen the girls he talked to, I don’t fit into that category—speaking of the devil, hello?”
Your phone was buzzing beside you; a call from Taehyung.
“I hunger. Let’s get something to eat!”
“Sorry, Tae. I’m currently studying with Hoseok.”
“You didn’t want to study with me instead?”
You looked up at Hoseok and gave him a weird look. “Aren’t you tired of seeing me all the time?”
“Never. I would never get tired of seeing you. Don’t tell me you’re sick of me, y/n?”
It was clear to Hoseok that Taehyung said something gut wrenching because of how pink your cheeks had gotten.
“No, Tae. I’m not sick of you. Let’s get something to eat after school tomorrow. I don’t have concil.”
“Okay. You promised!”
Taehyung ended the call and you tossed your phone near Hoseok’s direction. You cupped your cheeks to cool down the warmth, but your friend was already chuckling to himself.
“Shut up or else you’re not getting dinner.”
“Okay, okay, y/n. Whatever you say.”
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Time came and went and you were seeing Hoseok off at your porch. Your mom had always treated Hoseok like a son, so he was welcome to your home anytime. The sun had completely set when he left, but you sat at the stairs of your porch to take in the nighttime breeze. Out of all of things that were stacked on your plate for your senior year, your unrequited feelings for Taehyung was the thing stressing you out the most and you hated it. You already had enough to worry about, feelings shouldn’t be one of them.
You hated knowing Taehyung all your life. You hated knowing his likes and dislikes, the girls he dated, the girls who would ask for his number. It annoyed you how open he was with his life because you knew every single thing about him and vice versa. But the one thing he didn’t know about you was the only thing that could break your friendship.
Even if you hated all of those things, you loved it all. You loved the way Taehyung went to you first when he needed to vent about something. You loved it when he surprises you with a figurine or a hair accessory because it reminded me of you, so I had to get it. He knew how to cheer you up and how to push your buttons. He memorized your coffee order, favorite foods, and knew exactly when it was the time of the month for you.
“Dude, you don’t have to know that.”
“Y/n, I have to. It’s my job.”
You thought that falling in like with a best friend only happened in movies and books, but you were experiencing it first hand. It was emotionally exhausting for you. You once stopped talking to Taehyung for a week to see if it would make things easier, but he wouldn’t leave you alone. He constantly asked you what he did wrong and what he could do to better himself. This resulted in you telling him that you were just feeling emotional during that week and he brought you brownies to make you happy.
“You look like you just went through a bad breakup.”
You couldn’t tell if the universe was working for you or against you because the next thing you knew, Taehyung was walking up your driveway with a plastic bag in one hand.
“I coming bearing gifts!” Taehyung took a seat beside you and dropped the plastic bag in your lap. “My mom’s brownies!”
A smile automatically bloomed across your face because Taehyung knew damn well how much you loved his mother’s baking. Before you could open the bag yourself, he beat you to it by reaching in within a blink of an eye. Right when you were just about to yell at him, he breaks a piece off the delectable square and pushed it past your lips.
“Now tell me, who hurt you?”
“No one, Tae. Just thinking about all of the shit I have to do for school.” You lie in between chews.
“Ah, yes. I can relate. I tend to also stare off into the distance and sadly think about school.” You scoff at his response. You weren’t sure if he was actually sympathizing or mocking you.
“What brings you here?” You asked, breaking another piece off the brownie but instead of eating it, you fed Taehyung.
“Well, I was eating dinner and I saw my mom preparing all of the shit she uses to bake brownies and I was like, ‘yo mom, put some on the side and I’ll drop some off to y/n since she loves your desserts.’” Taehyung casually explained and you couldn’t help but laugh. He always knew how to explain something as simple as that in a humorous tone. As quick as he came, Taehyung stood up and prepared to leave.
“You don’t want to stay?” You asked with a pout you didn’t mean to use.
“Why? You’ll miss me?” He teased and that earned him a light kick to his ankle. “I’m kidding. I have some shit I need to do, so I should head home.”
You stood up and nodded your head. “Alright. Head home safely.”
“See you tomorrow, y/n.” Taehyung smirked and ruffled your hair. You watched him scurry down your driveway and vanish down the street.
Taehyung was an ethereal human being who you were blessed to have as a best friend. But sometimes you thought about how much easier your life would have been if you weren’t best friends. At the same time, he was your sounding board and ride-or-die. He was such an important person in your life and you knew you needed him.
And that’s what scared you the most.
♡ rae jagi
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