Light.

That's the way I felt whenever I was surrounded by the people I love. Light, free... At ease. I didn't have a care in the world because the people I cared for were right beside me, at arm's length, visible, tangible. As it should be.

I felt carefree, like I was floating. No concern, or daily stress could anchor me down, nothing could. And nothing would.
Everything tasted different, felt different, smelled different in these moments despite fleeting, it always left a lasting impact. One I still think about today. Though they were few and far in between the hustle and bustle of life, whenever they came around I held onto them with all my might, savouring the touch, taste and smell. Willing to engrave it in my memory, sew it into the fibres of my being so I would never forget, so that I would honour and appreciate them... These moments... Life.

I had been awake for about 20 minutes now, staring at the perfectly , beautiful sleeping man before me.

We were face to face. His arm draped loosely around my waist. In between us lie a pillow. A habit of ours. Being unable to sleep without hugging a pillow.

I didn't mind it though, it helped carry most of the weight of his arm.

The light from the window shone perfectly on his face, highlighting his features. His long eyelashes seemed almost blue in this light. Long whispy eyelashes that I envied whenever I looked into his beautiful eyes. His "breadcheeks" as they called it, so pinch-able, his tall, high, well defined nose, contour? He doesn't need that! His full, big, beautiful, heart shaped pink lips... It took everything in me not to sneak a peck on his lips. I lightly traced his jawline, so defined...

I couldn't believe that he was real, sometimes I'd have to pinch myself to make sure it was real, that HE was real, that this wasn't all a dream. Now, in this moment he was so peaceful, a little less intimidating with his eyes closed.

I loved tracing him, lightly running my fingers along the outline of his body and face, memorising the feel, him. I momentarily close my eyes, etching his feel to my memory, embracing the tingling in my fingertips, basking in our perfect bubble, in the feel, and smell of this moment, in the essence of him. It was my favourite pastime. Well one of them anyway.

His hair, soft, fluffy curly hair, I loved running my hands through it and occasionally pulling at it. Much to his amusement. It makes me smile just thinking of it, of him. I missed him, and his voice, and his piercing eyes.

I was so transfixed on him, I hadn't noticed he was staring at me.

"It's rude to stare." He chuckles tossing the pillow aside and pulling me closer, burying his face in the nape of my neck. He throws his leg around me and tightens his arms around me. He has me locked down (in more ways than one).

"You should be used to it by now". I retort, trying to shimmy away from him. He only tightens his hold.

He says nothing. His breath tickles my neck and it sets me into a fit of laughter and before I know it, he's on top of me, hands raving at my sides.

I couldn't stop laughing, I lost my breath, struggling to get away from him. He laughs along too.

"I give up. I give up. Please!" I beg in between laughs. Waving my white flag.

He softens his hold but stays put.

He's hovering above me. Staring at me. It makes me self conscious but I can't look away. I didn't want to. I couldn't, captivated by his gaze.

His face is swollen and puffy, his hair a mess, but still he was the most beautiful, most attractive, ethereal being I had ever laid my eyes on and dare I say it... For now, I stake my claim. He was mine.

He inches closer to me, and I wait with baited breath for his lips to meet mine, I ignore my racing heart and the fluttering butterflies. He inches closer and closer, and instinctively I close my eyes. I feel him move closer, I feel his warmth... It was about to happen!

"TAEHYUNG-AH! NAMJOON WANTS TO SEE US DOWNSTAIRS!" Jungkook yells knocking on his door. I groan. Just my luck. He sighs against my lips and places a soft kiss on my lips before he showers my face with kisses. I try manoeuvring my face to catch his lips but it only makes him laugh.

"Penelope!" He chuckles. "You're so cute!" He exclaims, kissing me one last time. It's over before I could even dare respond.

He pulls me up with ease.

Fixing his now crinkled, white Celine t-shirt. And adjusting himself he looks over at me- now sitting on his bed.

"Did you sleep well?" He asks, fixing his belt. He looks at me awaiting my answer.

I smile, nodding my head.

"I did. Did you?" He returns my smile with a big boxy one of his own.

"Best nap I've ever had." He walks over to me, grabbing my hand. He pulls me into his embrace, and holds me for a few seconds. We're breathing each other in. Savouring this moment.

"Thank you." I mumble against his chest but he manages to decipher what I had said.

"What for?" He asks, swaying us side to side.

"For being you, and for being so understanding and warm" he chuckles at the last bit.

"Thank you for being the best girlfriend and cuddle partner ever" he teases me, kissing the top of my head.

"Let's go see what Namjoon-hyung wants, shall we?" He asks reaching for my hand.

"We shall" I curtsey, grabbing hold of his hand. We're swinging our hands haphazardly between us. It makes me giggle. Taehyung shoots me a cute, dashing smile. Happily going along with my silliness.

Reaching the kitchen, it's noisy, busy, everyone is moving about. It smells of breakfast, and coffee.

"Penelope! It's been a while!" Namjoon says as soon as his eyes land on me.

"Namjoonie!" I exclaim, hugging him.

I make my way around the room, hugging and greeting the boys.

Jimin teases Taehyung by refusing to let me go.

Taehyung just shakes his head at him.

"We'll all grab breakfast before we get to our meeting" Namjoon says looking over the room.

They all voice their compliance. Taehyung stands across the room from me. He's waiting to dish up our breakfast. I grab my phone. Ready to snap a picture. As if on cue, he looks at me as I'm about to take the picture.

He pulls a funny face, thinning his lips and raising his eyebrows at me. His messy hair, standing in all directions. His face still swollen but so so beautiful. I loved it.

He smiles at me giggling at him, a self satisfied smirk spreads across his face.

How was he real? How was he this perfect?

Haewon sits beside me, handing me a napkin.

Tearing my eyes away from Taehyung, I take the napkin from her.

"What's this for?" I ask confused.

"You're drooling" she says , casting a look at Taehyung who was now busy dishing up.

I throw the napkin at her, laughing at her. She laughs with me, linking our arms together.

"You're in a much better mood. You get enough sleep?" She asks suggestively, wagging her eyebrows at me, nudging me in the side.

"Did you?" I deadpan.

We giggle before she sobers up.

She places her hand on my knee. When there's no reaction from me she nods approvingly.

Taehyung sits beside me, nodding at Haewon. She nods back before stealing a strawberry from my bowl.

I laugh at the look on Taehyung's face, he blinks at her. Haewon freezes mid chew once she notices Taehyung looking at her. I hide my smile behind my hand. Not wanting to get involved. I slowly start eating my yogurt and fruit.

Haewon pats me on my knee before leaving.

I take a big bite out of my strawberry, it's juicy and sweet, rolling my eyes and shoulders in delight, I finish it off.

Taehyung is watching me, his expression blank.

"What? Is there something on my face?" I ask noticing Namjoon, Jimin, Jungkook, Yoongi and Hobi are all staring at me too.

Taehyung shakes his head as if to expel unwanted thoughts, turning his attention to his breakfast.

Feeling self conscious, I go back to finishing off my own breakfast, only this time making sure to take smaller bites. I nudge Taehyung, who's been awfully quiet, focusing on scuffing down his food. One by one they all finish up.

Tzuyu, Jungkook's girlfriend, and Jessica - Hobi's girlfriend both greet before leaving.

"See you girls later" Jessica says waving.

"Bye!" Haewon and I wave back in unison.

"We better get going too. You know how the boys get once they start working." Haewon says as we start clearing up.

I nod in agreement.

I had some work to do anyway.

Taehyung cuddles me from behind, kissing my neck.

"What are you going to do while we're gone?" He asks me, wrapping his arms around me.

"Uhm, actually... Haewon and I were just about to leave." He releases me from his hold.

"Why?" He's pouting now. "We won't be away that long" his shoulders sag.

Turning around to face him, I cup his cheeks, holding his face between my hands, pulling him down towards me. He doesn't fight it or resist me, he follows suit until we're both eye level.

"We'll meet up soon. I have to catch up on some work and do some grocery shopping. I promise to see you soon". I'm looking deep into his chocolate coloured eyes. He looks at me with such an intensity, I feel alight.

"You promise?" He questions, still pouting.

"I promise" sticking out my pinkie finger.

He locks our pinkies and I place a kiss on his nose. He smiles at me and lets go of my hand.

"I'll text you" I reassure him, taking my bag from Haewon.

"I'll call you" he says, watching me closely.

"Ugh, you two are so sickeningly sweet" she remarks, pulling a face.

Ignoring her, I greet the others, laughing at Jimin who hugs me tight.

"Penelope! Dont go!" He squeezes me. Laughing as Taehyung looks over at him, shaking his head.

"You have to stop doing that to him" I whisper to Jimin who's swaying us back and forth.

"It's fun" he replies, stifling his laughter as Taehyung approaches.

"You're going to give him an ulcer" I respond to his teasing. This only causes him to laugh harder.

"That's enough Jimin-ah" Taehyung says pulling us apart.

Jimin just laughs, stalking off confidently.

"See you Tiny!" He yells over his shoulder.

"See you Teeny!" I yell back. He turns around , looking at me with a beautiful smile on his ridiculously handsome face, his eyes twinkle mischievously.

Taehyung mutters under his breath, shaking his head. He looks down at me, grabbing hold of my hands.

"I miss you already" he pouts once again.

I laugh.

"Taehyung-ah! I haven't even left yet" I squeeze his hands.

He looks down and smirks, smiling at our hands.

"I know".

Here he was , doing that thing he does, where he teases me to the point of insanity. It drives me crazy, he drives me crazy. The good kinda crazy though.

"Penelope! Let's go!"

"Taehyung-ah!" Jimin yells at the same time Haewon yells at me.

Taehyung and I exchange amused glances.

"I'll see you later, maybe?" He's hopeful. In all honesty so am I. But I've come to learn that in his line of work, especially with everything going on right now, everything was unpredictable. We could never be too certain about what the day might hold unless of course it was planned meticulously, down to the very last T.

"Maybe." I reply sadly.

The door opens, it's Haewon who's patience has run out.

"Ya!! Really? You'll see our girlfriend later!" Jimin retorts. Taehyung shoots him a look but says nothing.

He sighs and lets go of my hand.

"I have. -"

"To go" I nod understanding the situation
"I know. We'll talk later. Take care baby" I pull him to me, kissing his cheek.

He nods. Kissing my forehead.

"Now go, before Haewon leaves you". He says pushing me lightly.

"Bye Taehyung"

"Bye Penelope" he whispers sadly. Pouting as he watches me leave.

I'm left with the remembrance of his sad and longing face, one I was sure matched my own.

Walking to the car pains me. I hated this. I hated being away from him. I hated seeing him so sad. But I knew he'd get over it soon, as soon as his professional mode turned on all would be forgotten. In that sense we were a lot alike. The thought made me smile.

I sent him a quick text.

"Take care baby. Take it easy. Eat well. See you soon"

Within seconds he responds.

"You too." It's short and to the point. He's long gone, he's no longer Taehyung, he is V, from BTS. Professional and to the point.

Ignoring the feeling in my stomach at the cold , curt response, I place my phone in my bag, as Haewon and I go over our plans for the rest of the day.

Somberness fills the car. Another one of those emotions I loathed. We hated goodbyes, we hated being apart. Aside from planning our day, we're quiet, wrapped up in our own thoughts. One particular thought in mind, I hoped he was okay.

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A/N

Did that throw you for a loop?

I'm an occasional shipper but there's something about Jungkook and Tzuyu that makes me happy. Even Taehyung and Tzuyu but that's not the point!

Anyway! I love writing interactions between Jimin and Taehyung.

What do you think? Let me know!