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Boy Blue 💙 11: I can see my apartment from here

While going through a painful but necessary breakup, you meet someone who is patient, kind, and understanding; everything your last ex was not.

Or is he?

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💙 Taehyung x Female Reader

💙 word count: 580 + images of text conversations

💙 college au, text message au, strangers to lovers, yandere, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff, angst, slow burn, slash, poly, major character injury & death, graphic violence, nsfw, 21+

💙 warnings: discussions of sex & penis size, playful use of the word slut, an unsettling discovery

💙 written parts beta read by @neoneunnajimin

💙 posted oct. 2021 | read on ao3

Taehyung stirs beside you and wraps his arm around your waist, nuzzling into your neck. You set your phone down beside you and run your fingers through his hair.

"You're not a dream," he mumbles, leaving soft kisses anywhere his lips can reach. "You're here."

"I'm here," you mumble back, closing your eyes and breathing in his scent, thinking about how amazing he made you feel, just as he promised he would.

You realize you'd dozed off for a moment when you wake up to the feeling of Taehyung stirring beside you before leaving the bed. With groggy eyes, you watch him walk across his bedroom in the nude, sneaking glances at his perfectly round butt as it moves with each step, and feeling heat rise to your cheeks.

Taehyung grabs some pajama pants from his dresser, putting them on before throwing a folded t-shirt to you. It hits the bed next to you with a soft thud. You sit up slowly, pulling the shirt over your head and watching it pool around your hips, completely engulfing you.

"I'm gonna make some coffee. Would you like some?" Taehyung asks. 

He walks over and sits next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pinning yours to your side with a tight hug. He feels warm and safe, like home.

"I would love some," you say as he loosens his embrace.

Taehyung jumps a little, startled by something. He stands and finds your phone where he was sitting, lit up with a message. You both can clearly see the notification, and you roll your eyes, exhaling loudly. Taehyung seems to pretend he didn't see anything, continuing toward his mission to make coffee before stopping in the doorway for just a moment.

"I should have an extra toothbrush too; I'll go look for one," he offers before walking out of the room. 

The smell of coffee starts to linger into the bedroom, and you decide now is a good time to get up and start feeling awake. You leave the bed and walk to the window, opening the curtains to allow some sunlight into the room, eager to feel its warmth.

"How do you like your coffee?" Taehyung shouts.

"Black," you respond.

You look out the window, eyeing the neighborhood from a new perspective. Taehyung approaches with your coffee, handing it to you before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. You grab the mug in both hands, bringing it to your face and breathing in the smell. 

"Thank you," you say softly, looking up at Taehyung, drinking in his messy hair, deep brown eyes, and soft smile.

"Anything for you," Taehyung purrs, his voice sounding deep and velvety, awakening a tingle of excitement in your core. 

Taehyung wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close while you both look outside. You lean into his chest, rubbing your cheek against his soft skin, breathing in his sweet and musky scent.

Everything is calm, serene, and perfect. The sky is bright blue with big, soft clouds, the birds are singing, the cars are buzzing by, you can see your apartment from here.

Oh. That's weird.

"I can see my apartment from here," you say, standing up straight and squinting towards the building, trying to figure out if you can see your unit. You run your eyes along the exterior until...there it is, the purple curtain that hangs in your bedroom window.

"Hmm," Taehyung hums, leaning forward and following your eye line. "What are the odds of that?"

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