"Because, I love you, y/n!"

I never thought about my words before I said them. My breathing became heavy since I'd been shouting. We stared at each other, glaring into each other's eyes as though we were both waiting for the other to look away first. Are people supposed to be this blank when someone confesses something like that?

I grabbed her by the hand and continued walking to my house. We never exchanged words after that with having us both trying to process what I, so impulsively, said. She never tried to pull back or resist the motion once. She just obediently followed my footsteps, at a loss for words. As was I.

When we had finally reached my house, I felt her body tense up a bit. Her grip on me got tighter as though she were scared of something. I slowed down and looked at her nervous expression. She was biting at her bottom lip while her eyes wandered around my house.

"D-Do you live alone?" She asked nervously.

"Why, do you want to be alone?" I tried to tease her and help her loosen up a bit but that may have made it worse. Her grip tightened more and she brought us to a halt.

"N-no. It's not that. I- I just don't... want to impose on your parents." She spoke, I think I understood now. If something is going on at home with her parents, she might be afraid of mine as well.

"I live with my mom but shes at work until later." She tensed up again and glared at the ground. "She's sweet. She wouldn't mind you being here. I think you'd like her." Hopefully, that helped. "Wanna go in? There's someone I want you to meet."

"I- I thought your mom was at work?" The confusion running through her mind must have outweighed her nervousness.

"She is. It's someone else." I let go of her hand to unlock my front door as she obediently walked behind me. We walked in only to be greeted by the cutest ball of fluff ever. The one I wanted her to meet.

"Tannie~!" I called out since he was all over Y/n. He was jumping on her legs and she had this beautiful smile plastered on her face. I hadn't realised that I was smiling too. She picked him up and started to lick her face, to which, we both giggled. "Easy buddy. Don't go stealing kisses so easily." I spoke while taking him off of her.

We walked in and she looked mesmerised. As though she were staring at a foreign place. She looked around, glancing at the whole room with amazement plastered on her face.

"Everything okay?" I asked, placing down my keys and other belongings.

"Fine. It's just... it feels different. The atmosphere, it's warm." I smiled at her words and walked over to her, placing my hands on her shoulders.

"Wanna freshen up?" I asked. She lightly nodded her head and we made our way upstairs into my bedroom. She started growing a little bit tense again when we walked into my room.

"Your first time?" She looked up at me, confused. "In a guys room, I mean." The blush she gave me at this point was all the confirmation I needed. She's really too cute.

I had taken out a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants for her to wear and directed her to the bathroom. No dirty thoughts, but the sound of clothes shuffling behind the door meant that she was comfortable and that made me happy.

I was waiting downstairs in the kitchen for her. When I heard the water stop running, I knew that she was done. She made her way down with my clothes on. An oversized hoodie, which looked comfortable. She looked so cute in it that I just wanted to cuddle her fluffy self.

"Thank you for the clothes." She said while playing with her sleeves. I just want to cuddle with her more at the sight of this.

"Have a seat." I told her. I picked up a bottle of tissue oil from the table. "Only if you're comfortable, I want to help you. Your skin." Suddenly, her body tended up again. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable but I genuinely want to help her. She obediently moved to the chair I directed her to and continued stroking her arm.

"Does it bother you?" She asked while stroking her arm nervously.

"N-no! It's not that. I'm just worried that it bothers you." I walked closer to her and caressed her hair softly. I was now standing in front of her, directly opposite the chair she sat in. After a bit of hesitation, she nodded her head and began rolling up her sleeves slowly.

"Don't be disgusted." She spoke. Of course, I wouldn't be disgusted. I'm slightly offended that she even thought that of me. When her sleeves were fully rolled, I held her by the hand and brought it closer to my lips, only to lay a peck on the back of her hand.

"You're beautiful inside and out." I told her. Was that too cheesy? Maybe that was too cheesy because she started blushing. She's too cute for words. I used a cotton ball to apply the tissue oil on her skin. Her arm was full of scars. Seeing this broke my heart. The fact that she had been hurting so much had broken me. I wish I could have been there for her before all of this. There were so many fresh scars as well, I just wished that she spoke to me before it escalated to this point.

At that moment, I also rubbed tissue oil on her ankles. She had cut herself everywhere that could've been hidden, including her waist. She wouldn't let me see her waist but I didn't pester her about that. I didn't want to push her beyond her limits. I gave her the oil and pleaded with her to apply it before she went to bed. I was closing the bottle and placed it beside her.

"About what you said earlier..." she broke the silence with that question and I down up at her in the chair. "Did you mean it?"

"Of course. You're beautiful." I continued, but she shook her head and I got confused.

"N-not that. When we were walking. You said...." she hesitated and started to twiddle with her thumbs. "When... when I got upset... and asked why... why you cared.... and you said...." I understood what she was trying to say now from the hesitation.

I looked her straight in her eyes and she looked back into mine. We just stared into each other's orbs. I ran my fingers through her hair and stopped running it down when my fingers were entangled in it and I held the back of her head. I bent down to her level until our noses were aligned to stare deeper.

"Y/n. When I say this, know that I mean every word." I spoke while having my eyes still transfixed on hers. "When I wake up in the morning, you're the first person that crosses my mind. When I go to bed at night, I think of you in hopes that you'd be in my dreams. I find myself looking for your face in a crowd of people. Y/n. When I said that I loved you, I meant it."

I witnessed her tears fall from her eyes as I said my last words. I stroked my hand out of its entanglement with her hair down to her cheek to wipe away her warm droplets.

"Y/n. No pressure, but how do you feel?" I asked her, still having my hand on her cheek. After a long pause and hesitation, she answered.

"When I think of you, I smile. I don't know why but whenever you're around I feel safe and warm. I-if that's love... then..." she looked down at her legs and nodded her head.

Due to my immense happiness, I wrapped my arms around her and cuddled with her. Just as I thought, she was fluffy and cuddly. Her hands moved up and wrapped around my torso to hug me back.

I was about to pull back and look her in the eye but to my surprise, she pulled me in again, closing the gap between us and placing her head on my chest.

"J-Just a little more." She spoke. I smiled at this adorable action and placed my chin on the top of her head while stroking her hair lovingly. A few minutes into the hug, I heard keys rattling outside the front door.

"Taehyung! I'm home!" It was my mom. She just got home from work. I broke the hug and looked at y/n staring into the direction of which the voice came from. She then glanced at me and I held her hand reassuringly to let her know that there's no need to be worried. My mom walked into the kitchen to put her belongings down and noticed me standing next to y/n, who was still sitting down in the chair.

"Hey, son, who's this?" She asked in a gentle and loving voice. I can always trust my mom to be open and welcoming.

"Mom, this is..." I turned to look at y/n sitting down beside me and spoke while smiling at her, "my girlfriend, Y/n." She blushed again at my words and my mom started to giggle at her cuteness.

"Well, y/n. I hope you're staying for dinner tonight." Mom spoke up. "We should get to know each other."

"Actually, mom, do you mind if Y/n stays the night?" When I asked this, y/n was surprised since I never mentioned it beforehand. To be honest, I'm not comfortable with her going home under these circumstances. I want her to talk to me first so that we can come to an understanding and work something out.

Thankfully, my mom was cool with it. She had no problem with Y/n staying over. I'm so glad I have an understanding mother like this.

"Of course, sweetie, stay as long as you'd like." She said with a big smile.

Later that night, we gathered at the dinner table. Mom had made spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. Y/n and I sat opposite each other with my mom being at the main seat. Mom was just speaking about her day, how she got new clients at work, and funny things that happened in the office today.

However, when she had asked about our days, we both were at a loss for words since we were both probably thinking about the incident at the rooftop earlier today.

"Our day was exhausting," I said, trying to cover up the truth and Y/n nodded along. "We worked on our history project this whole week and we're gonna tie up some loose ends this weekend."

"Oh, y/n, you're staying the whole weekend?" She asked.

"Ah! No no! I don't want to impose!" Y/n spoke up while raising her hands in the air.

"You're not imposing, honey. I've always wanted a daughter. You and Taehyung can go shopping tomorrow to get you some clothes to wear this weekend. How does that sound?"

I watched her nod her head like the happy potato she's becoming. I loved seeing this side of her. I honestly adore her happy face, I didn't even realise that I was staring.

"Son. Take a picture. It will last longer." My mom teased, bringing me back to reality and having Y/n giggle at my blushing face.

After a few short and meaningless but fun conversations, my mom decided to go take a shower and head to bed. Y/n and I decided to do the same. We were now sitting in my bedroom, both on my bed, awkwardly sitting next to each other since it's the first time we've been alone as lovers. I want to break the ice and ask about her parents but I'm not sure if that's the sensible thing to do right now.

"Hey, you must be tired after today." I looked at her balled up hands placed on her thighs and placed my hand on them. "You should get some rest. Sleep here, and I'll take the couch."

"I can't do that, it's your bed!" She protested and looked me straight in my eyes.

I chuckled at her cuteness. "It's okay. Sleep well, my little one." I placed a kiss on her forehead and walked out of the room with a blanket and a pillow before she could say anything more.

The next morning, I woke up a bit earlier due to the beam of sunlight that decided to shine directly on my face. I walked upstairs to wash up. Moms bedroom door was open and empty, I guess she was working this weekend too.

I knocked on my room door to see if Y/n was awake. No answer. Slowly, I creaked open the door and saw her sleeping peacefully in my bed. Her lips were slightly parted and her hair, all over the place.

I set down a new toothbrush from the cabinet and a note, saying, "when you're awake, freshen up and meet me downstairs." I took some clothes out for me to wear now and showered, then went back downstairs to make coffee for myself, hoping Y/n would wake up soon.

It just past 8 am now, and I heard footsteps walking down the stairs to where I am. It was my little one walking down, still dressed in my hoodie and sweatpants from yesterday.

"Sleep well?" I asked and she nodded shyly, still having her bed hair. "Here, have some coffee with me."

I handed her the white mug of coffee I made for her and she thanked me for it. Her lips touched the brim of the mug and as she tasted the first sip, she hummed in satisfaction.

"So, what do you want to shop for today?" I asked her, but she looked up at me and waved her hands in the air, denying my statement.

"That's okay! I don't have money with me anyway, we don't have to go." She said to which I chuckled at her.

"I don't care about the money, silly. My mom would pester me if I don't take you shopping anyway." I said to her, hoping that she would agree.

"I don't want to take advantage of your kindness." She continued, looking a bit skeptical, so I held her hands up and laid a kiss on the back of them

"Let me spoil you, my princess."

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