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btsgotjams27 · 1 year

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between the lines | kth

summary: the boy you have a crush on loves to draw between the lines of your notebook.

✨ title: between the lines | ✨ pairing: taehyung x f!reader ✨ genre/au: fluff | college!au | ✨ rating: g | ✨ word count: 1.3k ✨ warnings: none (?) is this the first time this has happened?? lol at least i don't think there are any, if you find one lmk. ✨ a/n: thank you to @alphabetboyluvr for helping me with this fic title and the hubs for helping me draw some things! and happy birthday to taetae.

"Can I get a piece of paper? I forgot my notebook."

Without hesitation, you tore out a piece from yours and handed it to Kim Taehyung - the boy you had been crushing on since the first day of class. He first caught your eye when he showed up in a full-on suit, which you thought was odd, then on other days, he'll show up in a hoodie and sweats. He loved flip-flopping between the two styles.

"Can I also borrow a pen?" he asked with his bottom lip tucked under his teeth, hoping you didn't mind him asking more of you.

You chuckled and shook your head. How could you say no to that face? So you began digging through your bag for a pen. "Are you always this forgetful?" you asked, pointing the pen at him, waiting for him to take it. But also, how does someone come to class unprepared? It's not like it's a surprise.

Taehyung smiled. "Yes," he said, plucking it from your grasp.

"Don't lose it. It's my favorite pen." You already felt you wouldn't be seeing your pen again. There was a twinge of regret in your heart when he clicked the pen and began scribbling away. God, he's going to use all the ink!

Your professor continued his lecture. Twenty minutes in, and you couldn't stop yawning. An eight o'clock class was just too early for anyone's brain to function, but you wanted to get this class out of the way. And you liked the rest of your day free from classes.

Since you were young, you have always doodled in your notebook—little stars or spirals in the corner. You couldn't draw to save your life, but it helped pass the time.

You covered your mouth as another yawn escaped - the third one in ten minutes. You straighten your posture, hoping it will help.

Taehyung looked over, watching you struggle to stay awake. He focused on the pen, and the top was adorned with a brown bear. He leaned into your personal space, taking his thumb and index finger, and squeezed the bear.

"What are you doing?" you whispered as he squashed the bear violently between his thumb and index finger.

"It's squishy," he said, marveling at the softness.

You yanked it away from him. It's not like you were writing anything important, you were doodling, but he was interrupting. And yes, you bought this specific pen because it was cute, squishy, and a good stress reliever.

"…Sorry," he mumbled, sinking back into his chair. He returned to his previous position, facing the front.

You scowled at him, looking at his paper; he had nothing written down. What was the point of you giving him paper and a pen if he wasn't going to use them? You ignored the cute boy with fluffy hair and continued doodling away — swirls, clouds, and stars filled the corner of your notepad.

The professor's words went in one ear and out the other as you mindlessly drew; from your peripheral view, you could feel Taehyung's eyes back on you. Then you could see his raised arm coming in your direction, his pen drawing a nine-square grid with a big X in the middle.

You turned to him, catching his smirk before returning to the grid, marking an O in the top right corner. The two of you continued until it was a cat's game, and you would not let him win. Turning to him, you playfully stuck your tongue out before returning your focus to your professor. But you should've known that Taehyung wasn't finished playing games.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take note of this section in the chapter because it will be on the next exam. This exam will be worth ten percent of your grade," said your professor.

You were ready to jot down the chapter he referenced but Taehyung nudged your hand, writing the letters: M.A.S.H.

God, he was relentless, wasn't he?

Growing up, you and your older sister used to play this silly game all the time. In the 'future partner' column, you wrote down your choices: Park Jimin — Taehyung's best friend, and Jeon Jungkook – Taehyung's roommate. And you were going to write down Yoongi, the TA but Taehyung knocked your hand out of the way, scribbling down his name.

The next column was the number of kids. The two of you took turns writing down numbers: 2, 99, and 4. You rolled your eyes at his 99. Imagine pushing out 99 kids? Is that even possible?

It was time to choose places you'd want to live. You'd always dreamt of Sydney and Paris, which you quickly wrote down before Taehyung wrote his choice — New York. His was also a good one, you couldn't complain.

Next was the type of transportation, and being the jokester he was, Taehyung scribbled a tandem bike, making you roll your eyes. Your choices were a Range Rover and, for giggles, a school bus. Taehyung snorted when he saw what you wrote.

You mouthed, "What"?

"Cute," he mouthed back.

You grinned at his comment. Did he mean you were cute or what you wrote was cute?

And lastly, was the column for future occupation. You paused to think as though this silly little game was real life, writing down tech bazillionaire. If you chose 99 children, you need to be able to provide for all of them. For the last two options, you let Taehyung choose: astronaut and art curator.

Now was the moment of truth, drawing the spiral to determine your fate. You elbowed Taehyung. "Tell me when to stop," you told him as you closed your eyes. With your pen to paper, you began drawing a spiral.

He leaned in, whispering, "Stop."

You opened your eyes, clearing your throat, when you realized how close he was to you. Looking at the spiral you drew, you counted seven lines and began counting and eliminating the written choices.

Taehyung snickered when his friends' names were crossed out, and you circled his name. "Guess we're getting married," he teased, licking his lips.

Honestly, you'd marry him in a heartbeat, no questions asked, given that you hardly knew the guy. It would help if you had a real conversation before letting him get on his knees.

You continued eliminating the choices written on the paper. Taehyung peered over to see the results of the silly game. He flashed a wide grin, chuckling softly. You guessed he was happy with the results, which concluded in a marriage to Kim Taehyung, with four kids, living in an apartment in Paris. The two of you would have to figure out the tandem bicycle as a mode of transportation because it wasn't suitable for a family of six. The occupation aligns more with Taehyung than it did with you. He was definitely artsier than your silly doodles on your paper.

You peered over at him again, but he was focused on the professor. You wondered what other interests and hobbies he had and if he was a good flirt through conversations, not just on paper.

"Okay, class. I will see you on Friday. Please study hard, and if you have any questions, you can reach me via my office hours."

Finally, the class was over, and you were getting ready to gather your things, but Taehyung stopped you from closing your notebook.

"What are you doing?" you asked, glaring at him as he scribbled something before closing it. He grinned as you watched him take off without saying a word. You wondered what his deal was

Half the class was already gone by the time you finished gathering your things. You flipped to the page the two of you had been writing on. Scanning the page, you saw what he wrote: I like you.

You had to give it to him. He knew how to make you blush with the simplest of things. Quickly, you grabbed your things to try and find him. You poked your head out the door, looking both ways before you spotted him. You caught his gaze just as he turned back.

"What about my pen?!" you yelled out after him.

He stopped in his tracks and turned around. "If you want it, come and get it."

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mo1lm · 7 months

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btssoul7 · 2 years

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Kim Taehyung

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layoverrs · 2 years

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Me, Myself and V 'Veautyfull Days ' MV Photo-Foilo 💙🤍

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imagine-this-life-143 · 2 years

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Kim Taehyung - Artistic Ability

“Can I have everyone’s attention?” Your professor stood at the front of the studio, everyone’s eyes towards her. “That’s it for the class today, you’ve all done really well in this session. I must say, I have seen some real improvement in some of your pieces, it’s evident you guys have been listening to my advice.” She praised, your fellow peers grinning from ear to ear with the uplifting words.

“But I must remind you, it’s the weekend. You’re all young. Go out, spend time with your peers, friends, partners. Get out of the studio, out of the work mindset for a while. Remember, real progress only happens when the balance in life exists.” She paced around a bit, smiling at the students who glanced at their friends, obviously excited for the weekend. “Art is the embodiment of your experiences, your memories, your souls.” With that, she walked out of the studio, a resounding ‘thank you’ following her.

You turned back to your workstation, picking up the painting palette you had been toying with. The painting sat, waiting for your brush.

“Hey Y/N! You heard what Professor said! Come out with us?” Sana questioned, leaning over the bench that separated your and her workspace. Turning to her, she immediately picked up the apologetic look in your eyes. “Seriously? I’m sure your work can wait just one night,” she pleaded, hopeful of your change of mind.

“Sorry Sana, I’m spending time with my cat tonight, we’re watching a movie.” You apologised, dipping your paint brush into the palette.

“What Bear? I’m sure he could go one night without you,” Sana begged. “Please?” The puppy dog look spread across her face, her hands clasped together tightly.

“He’s a needy boy, sorry.” You apologised, trying to stop the grin that spread across your face at the thought of your Bear.

“Boo,” she acquiesced, walking over to some of your other classmates. Their cheers and chatter fading as they left the studio, walking down the corridor. You grabbed your headphones, eagerly turning your music back on before turning back to your painting.

It was something you had been working on for a while, inspired by the journey to self-love that you had fought long for. You had decided on this topic for your final assignment, something that told a story, and spoke words to any young female. The art-in-community committee at your school had even heard of your idea and assembled you and a few other students to put together a showcase to present to the community for mental health week. Which made this now a very important piece of art.

Hence your eagerness to continue working on it. You knew you wouldn’t be able to perfect it, that, like self-love, it’d never be finished. But you were prepared for that outcome, having already had several in-depth conversations with your teachers, peers, and people from the community.

Everyone was excited to see how it would turn out, to if you could pull off such an important and difficult topic.

One person you knew definitely believed in you, your Bear. Taehyung had faith in you, he knew that you could pull this off. And he told you that every day without fail. “You’ve got this Y/N, you can do this.” The words played on repeat in your mind as you smeared another bit of paint on the canvas. You’ve got this.

Jin’s song Epiphany came on as you grabbed a bit of brown paint, gently brushing it along the underside of the navel, creating the illusion of a stomach roll. Something that was so innocent, and illusively beautiful, was horror for so many people. The small roll of skin looked so soft and squishy, innocent. Hopefully, your audience would see it too.

You took a step back, listening to the song whilst looking at the painting. There were many flaws, many things you wanted to fix with the small amount of time you had left. But you knew that wasn’t the point, that it was supposed to look raw and unfinished. Just like self-love.

“It looks incredible Y/N,” you turned around, startled by the voice. Your earphones fell from your ears, pulling your phone with them. The room was now filled with music, the end of Epiphany playing loudly. Taehyung stood there proudly; his eyes crinkled with his boxy smile. “You’re amazing,” he praised, eyes glistening as he looked over the painting.

“I’m nowhere near finished yet, there’s still a long way to go.” You admitted, dipping the paintbrush back into the palette of messily mixed paints.

A pair of arms snuck around your waist, making you jump at the sudden, and somewhat unexpected contact. Taehyung’s head came to rest on your shoulder, his face filled with emotion as he continued to stare longingly at the painting.

“I think it’s almost ready actually. It’s raw and emotional, but deceptively beautiful at the same time.” You looked at the painting again, trying to look at it from the audience’s perspective. Out of the corner of his eye, he could still see you critiquing your work. “Y/N stop. This is perfect, I know you don’t see it, but from where I stand, it captures your theme perfectly in a beautiful way.” Taehyung calmed you, smiling gently as your head came to rest back against his shoulder.

“Thank you, Tae,” your voice was quiet, barely audible even from his close proximity. “You always know what to say.” He smiled, hugging you even tighter whilst pressing a kiss to your cheek. In the background, the song changed to Pied Piper, an absolute favourite of yours. Taehyung, knowing this piece of information, pulled away and turned you to face him.

“Dance with me,” he offered, holding out his hand. You giggled as you took it, yelping as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. For the entire duration of the song, you slow danced around the studio, Tae singing along gently to the song as you relished in the moment.

“I know sometimes that you think that your work sucks, or that you’re a fraud, and I know the feeling. But you’re not a fraud, and your work is amazing and thoughtful,” Taehyung whispered as you continued dancing through the next few songs. “I am so unbelievably proud of you for coming so far with your work, the improvement you’ve made is incredible.” He continued to praise, eyes glancing at some of the pieces that you had hung up on the walls. “You’re perfect.”

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bangtan-yn · 1 year

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Most Beautiful Moments of Life.

Pairing: Taehyung (husband) x reader fem

Genre: romance, fanfic

Warning: Fluff lots of it, Smut (Slight at the end),

You were sitting on the breakfast table feeling extremely down, playing with the fork in your right hand, when you felt a pat on your head.

Mrs. Kim: "Y/n! Honey he's going to be fine. Just have your breakfast."

Y/n: "Eomma! he's never done that before. He never avoids my calls."

Mrs. Kim: "you are worrying alot. That's not good for your health right now Y/n. Please have your meal.."

Y/n: "Eomma! it's our wedding anniversary. Was his business trip more important than this. You know the worst part is he didn't even wish me."

Mrs. Kim: "What? I am going to beat that brat for making my daughter upset. For now just have your meal."

Mrs. Kim sat infront of her and made sure she had her breakfast. As soon as she was done and was about to go upstairs Mrs. Kim called her again.

Mrs. Kim: "Y/n! honey. Go and get ready you and me are going outside."

Y/n: "Eomma! Can we go tomorrow? I was feeling a bit low." She said making a pout.

Mrs. Kim: "No! No! I am not listening to any excuses. Go and be back in half an hour."

After getting ready Mrs. Kim took Y/n for some shopping and then turned the car towards a salon.

Y/n: "Eomma! Why do we have to stop here."

Mrs. Kim: "Uh ... Oh yeah.! I was thinking so what, if my silly son is not here. Me and daughter-in-law can have dinner together."

Y/n: "But Eomma! We don't have to get ready for that."

Mrs. Kim opened the car door and came outside. "Oh come on Y/n you have to listen to your mother-in-law. No more words."

Y/n: "Alright Eomma let's go."

They both got ready and were about to head towards the car.

Mrs. Kim looked at her daughter-in-law and she found her pretty and perfect for her son in the maxi that she was wearing, her hair perfectly falling on her shoulder in the form of loose curls.

Mrs. Kim: "He should say thank you to me." She mumbled while fixing Y/n shoulder strap.

Y/n: "Huh!! Who would say what Eomma."

Mrs. Kim: "Aniya! Let's go now." Saying that she went towards the car and started driving.

Mrs. Kim parked the car for a bit to respond to a call. "Ne Jiminah.... Oh Ne ne......... Aeraso! Aeraso! Yes I am coming back."

Y/n: "What happened Eomma? Did Jimin oppa tell you about Taeh..."

Mrs. Kim: "Aniya.!"

Y/n: "Okay. Maybe I should call him one more time."

Mrs. Kim's eyes became wide and she almost shouted. "No, no, no. Not now. Let's go home."

Y/n: "But Eomma we were going for."

Mrs. Kim: "Uh... I'm tired honey... yes I am tired." She said in one breath.

Y/n: "But Eomma."

Mrs. Kim: "Please Y/n"

Y/n: "Alright Eomma. You're fine right?"

Mrs. Kim: "Yeah. Ofcourse."

Y/n: "But you're sweating a lot. You sure you're fine Eomma."

Mrs. Kim: "Yeah I am fine." She said while gulping her dried throat.

As soon as Mrs. Kim and Y/n reached home Y/n ran towards the main door being worried, while Mrs. Kim was still unbuckling her seat belt.

Y/n: "Why are there so many cars in there. Is Appa alright.?"

Mrs. Kim shouted from behind. "honey! everything is perfectly fine. Just don't run please."

But Y/n didn't even stop, stumbling on her steps, multiple times about to fall and pulling herself together.

Y/n: "Eomma it's so dark in here. Eomma what's happening."

Mrs. Kim: "Baby stop. Nothing is wrong. You'll fall down."

Y/n felt a tug on her shoulder. She tried to escape a strong hold on her body.

Y/n: "Leave me.. leave me..! Eomma help."

???: "Shhh!!! Sshhh!! Baby it's me..." She turned towards the person cupping his face.

Y/n: "Taehyung-ah is it you??" She kept crying and hugged him tight while sobbing.

He kept patting her back.

Taehyung: "Babe! Shhh! Y/nieee I am here. Don't cry love."

Y/n: "I-i missed yo-u so much." She said while sobbing and hugging him for her dear life.

Taehyung broke the hug wiping off her tears under her eyelids. "I missed you too Baby."

He kissed her forehead, "Happy Anniversary Wifey." The lights of the living lit up with lots of party poppers, cheers and clapping. Y/n looked in her surroundings and found Mrs. Kim standing besides Mr. Kim and her own parents along with their friends and a bunch of close relatives.

Taehyung held Y/n close to himself kissing her head again.

Mrs. Kim came towards them both and hit Taehyung on his shoulder multiple times. "Told you idiot. It will make her upset. She was going to fall down. What would have happened to her and your b..."

Y/n: "Eomma!!! You knew about this??"

Taehyung: "wait, wait, what would have happened to her and my what..?"

Y/n looked at her mother-in-law with wide eyes

Mrs. Kim: "you both let's go to meet other people."

Y/n and Taehyung met the people there. Both of them couldn't stand away from each other. After a long time they were standing in front of each other and it made so much difficult for Taehyung to resist himself. He just wanted her presence near him, no matter what.

Y/n whispered in Taehyung's ear while he was talking to Jimin and Jungkook "I am going to the kitchen. I'll be back."

Taehyung pulled her arm before she could even leave and gestured to Jimin that he'd take his leave. "You can't leave me here alone"

Y/n: "It's just for 2 minutes. Let me see if we have enough drinks for th.." gasp

He pulled her a bit closer to himself. "doesn't change the fact that you are leaving me."

Y/n: "Taehyung! Everyone is watching us. Leave please..."

Before Taehyung could respond or bring her closer they both heard Y/n dad's voice who was calling Taehyung. Taking the chance Y/n left him and went to the kitchen, making Taehyung pout. But he turned to listen to his father-in-law.

While Y/n was arranging things in the kitchen and telling the staff to take drinks and snacks on the table, Taehyung entered and as soon as the staff left he hugged Y/n from behind nuzzling his nose in her neck making her perplexed. "Hey you left me." He whispered near her earlobe and a shiver ran through her spine. "Taehyung, we are not in our room. Leave me."

He turned her around and gave kisses on her neck, pulling up the spaghetti strap of her dress with his teeth and a slight moan escaped Y/n's mouth that she was trying to suppress.

"Fuck baby. It's been so long." Taehyung pulled her waist even closer to himself giving her neck open mouthed kisses. "Taehyung-ah we have guests outside."

"But I need you Baby. This dress of yours is not helping at all. My mom knows my weaknesses so well."

Y/n stepped away hitting his chest, "Shut up! I am still upset that you avoided me for the whole day."

"But babe I wanted to surprise my wifey. Eomma helped me with everything." He said while hugging her again.

"don't lie. She was helping me to surprise you. But that was until you said that you'll not come for our wedding anniversary." She tried to break the hug again but Taehyung was quick enough to hug her from behind again.

"You wanted to surprise me for??"

Y/n realized what escaped her mouth and she just didn't know how to cover it up. "I-i ... Umm.. Taehyung-ah I.."

He removed the strand of hair behind the back and kissed her there. "Say it baby girl. Tell me."

Y/n wanted to avoid the question till the night and thankfully her saviour Jimin came there just in time. "Yah you both! Pathetic love birds. Everyone is looking for you outside." Both of them felt a bit embarrassed and clearing their throats they left the kitchen.

For the whole time Mrs. Kim kept asking Y/n if she was fine or not. She kept roaming around her time and time again. Taehyung knew the bond his mother and his wife had, and he was thankful for this. He always loved the way his mom would scold him and take the side of her daughter-in-law. His mother would always make sure to bring something for Y/n whenever she'd go outside. Whenever Y/n used to go to meet her parents his mother would always ask Taehyung to bring her back soon saying she missed her. But tonight he was finding it strange the way his mother was taking care of his wife. It was a bit different and bit extra as well and he found it odd.

Every time he would ask her mom that he'd take care of her she would shrug saying, "Baby bear! You know nothing about how to take care of your wife." This made him confused.

As soon as the guests and everyone left, Y/n was guiding the staff to clear everything up. Mrs. Kim was constantly asking her to leave it be and rest.

Mr. Kim: "Yeobo! Our Y/n is a big girl. She'll take care of herself. Don't stress yourself. Taehyung is back as well to take care of her."

Mrs. Kim: "But Yeobo! that silly bear of yours knows nothing. He doesn't even know the condition of his wife."

Y/n: "Eomma I promise. I'll be careful."

Mrs. Kim: "I think that you should tell him now. He has all the rights to know."

Y/n: "I want to tell him. Now that he's here I am just scared."

Mrs. Kim cupped her face and gave her a warm smile. "It's natural to get scared Y/n. But he should know."

"I should know what Eomma?" They all were startled by Taehyung's deep voice as they were expecting him to be upstairs in his room but he overheard the whole conversation. "Why is Y/n scared, Eomma? What has happened to her.?"

He came near Y/n holding her hands. "What are you hiding Y/n? Are you sick??" He placed his palm on Y/n's head and checked if she was having a fever. Taehyung's eyes were already becoming wet and filled with worry.

"Baby what's wrong? Please tell me."

"Taehyung-ah! I..i.."

He pulled her arm dragging her along with him. "Taehyung-ah wait!"

"No I am not waiting. I am taking you to the doctor right away."

Mrs. Kim rushed towards him and held his shoulder. "Baby bear. You don't have to rush to the hospital. Just hear her out first." She looked into Y/n's eyes reassuring her and left the living room along with Mr. Kim.

Taehyung cupped her face, "Is it something bad baby? You're making me worried."

She made a big pout "Yes it's very bad. Really bad that you had to come at the wrong time and hear this."

He knit his eyebrows still confused. Y/n gave him a smile and nervously held his right hand placing it on her tummy. Taehyung still didn't get anything and mumbled to her, "Do you have pain here?"

Y/n sighed at her husband's oblivious self and hit her own head. "Eomma was right you are a silly bear."

Taehyung was getting impatient, "Baby please stop fooling around and tell me. Please...!"

Y/n chuckled and this time held both his hands and placed on her tiny tummy. "Baby say hi to your dad." Y/n looked nervously biting her lower lip. She wasn't expecting Taehyung to freeze at this moment. "And Taehyung please say hi to your ba..." Taehyung didn't even let her complete and kissed her lips passionately placing his left hand on her neck while right one remained seated on her tummy.

"I can't believe I am going to be a father" he said in a loud voice and placed his forehead on hers. "I am going to be a father." He mumbled softly while a few tears escaped his eyes and Y/n nodded smiling brightly encircling her arms around his neck while he pulled her and kept her closer holding her waist with his shaky hands.

After a few seconds Taehyung broke the hug and stood at a distance and Y/n got puzzled.

"Y/n, I am sorry. I didn't mean to...." She extended her hands towards him, "Come here you, silly. You didn't hurt me or the baby." He came near with hesitant steps and Y/n pulled his collar down standing on her tippy toes kissing him. "Why did you have to be so tall."

He smiled swaying her body left and right in his embrace. "It's not that I am tall. You're short." She looked at him making a pout and he kissed her pout.

Taehyung bent on his knees and kissed her tummy multiple times saying sweet nothings to the invisible baby bump.

He stood up and kissed her forehead. He picked her up bridal style and took her to their room.

"Taehyung! Put me down."

"No! Not until you get the punishment for hiding it from me."

"Yahhh! I wasn't hiding it from you. Me and Eomma wanted it to be a surprise for you." He made her sit on the corner of the bed and brought his own comfiest shirt for her that she loves to wear. Getting her changed he picked her up again and made her sit on the shelf besides the bathroom sink. Helping her in her night routine. He was brushing her teeth with his own hands.

"Why did you tell Eomma that you were scared to tell me"

She fiddled with her fingers and looked elsewhere than his eyes. "I was scared because ... "

Taehyung stood between her legs while she was on the edge of the shelf. He held her waist. "I was scared because we had planned to have our baby after a few years. I just didn't know if you'd be happy or not."

"How could you even think like that. Yes I said we'll have a baby after a few years, that was because I never wanted you to feel pressured. You can't even imagine how happy I am right now. Mommy Y/n..!" She smiled brightly and hid her face in his broad chest, wrapping her legs around his torso. He giggled pulling her up with one hand and bringing her back to their bed he made her lay down. He kept kissing her whole face multiple times. "So when did you find out?"

"last week." He stopped for a second and looked her in the eyes pouting "How?" He then continued kissing her jawline and neck. "I can tell you if you promise to not get mad."

Taehyung stopped again and looked at her, a curve visible on his temple. "I promise."

"So, as you and Jimin Oppa were busy with meeting in London and clients from Busan were coming."

"Yeah! They told me you handled the meeting pretty well. My wife is the best." He said while kissing her lips again.

"Yeah so after the meeting I was about to come home. I was in the parking lot where I somewhat fainted." She mumbled softly while looking at him puppy eyes.

"You what?" He held both her hands caressing her arm. "Why did no one tell me.?"

"because I asked Aera and Eomma to not tell you."

"You asked them and they agreed?"

"No! I kinda had to beg them not to tell you." She said while playing with the collar of the shirt he was wearing.

He pinned her hands above her head slightly harsh, "Next time something happens to my wife, I am going to be the first person anyone will contact."

"But Taehyungie."

"Shhh! No calling me pet names. I'm still upset. And I am going to warn your secretary and your mother-in-law to not fall for your doe eyes." He said while hugging her and nuzzling his face in her neck. "You'll be the death of me. I am telling you."

"See I knew you'd be upset." She said while making a pout. He lifted up his head to look at her again. "How can you expect me to be not upset after this."

"but you promised." She whined.

"Alright baby girl. You always win I am not upset with you." He kissed her cheeks multiple times placing his head besides hers. "Tell me what happened after that."

"So, Aera didn't know what to do other than taking me to the hospital and she called Eomma on her way there. As soon as I came back to my senses the doctor told me that I am pregnant. Eomma hugged me and we both started crying. If you were there you would have cried too." She giggled and Taehyung peppered her face kisses. "This stupid business meeting of mine. You should have called me the same day."

"I did. I told you that I was missing you and I want you to be here as soon as possible. But what you did. You started having your dirty talks with me." She said while hitting his shoulder.

"Ouch! Baby that's cause I was missing you too. I wanted you to be near me." He switched both their positions, now she was lying on top of him. He kissed her clothed shoulder. "I have decided that till delivery you're going to work from home and Miss Aera is going to come here for whatever you need."

She whined hitting him slightly. "No, you can't do this to me. I want to keep working. That's not fair."

"Of course it's fair. You'd still be working... And It's just for 9 months."

"9 months?? That's way too long and Mr. Kim, your baby is already 5 weeks old." She got up nagging and folding her arms across her chest.

A big boxy grin appeared on Taehyung's face. He held her figure and laid her down again hovering over her while his hands roamed free on the waist. He lifted up her shirt exposing her tummy and kissed there countless times. Y/n kept caressing his hair.

He trailed kisses from her tummy up to her neck. "I love the way you have got a promotion."

"Promotion??"

He nodded cutely while whispering, "From the Queen of Heart to Mommy Y/nieee! I love this."

She became shy and tried to hide her red tomato cheeks in his chest.

"Mrs. Kim Stop. Drop this cute attitude of yours. You know what it does to me." He said in his gruff tone. "You don't even know how hard it is to control myself around you."

Y/n felt herself shuddering underneath him, she shyly whispered. "You don't have to control yourself Mr. Kim"

She felt him getting hard, "But I don't want to hurt our baby." She adjusted her position and her pelvis made contact with his nether region. "You won't Taehyung."

That was all, it took to unleash the darker side of Taehyung. His deep brown orbs bore into Y/n's hazel eyes, with lustful gaze.

He tossed both their shirts in the room that were troublesome for him. He jerked his hips making her moan his name. "Taehyung. Please..."

"Please what baby."

She moaned again. "Taehyung.. ahh please don't tease. Ahhh."

"Then say it baby girl what do you want me to do."

"I need you to make love to me. Pleaseee..! Ahh" by this time he completely got rid of both their clothes and connected both their bodies as one in a swift motion.

"Ahh! Taehyung it hurts."

" Fuck Baby. It's been so long. I love you so much baby." He groaned in his hoarse voice.

"I love you too Taehyung."

"Thank you baby for the best Anniversary gift." He said while kissing her jawline and continued making love to her till the morning.

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