One shots | Kim Taehyung

When he accepts your child (Part 2) | KTH

A contented sigh escaped Jinyoung's lips as his eyelids fluttered shut. Curled up amidst the plush pillows, his face flushed with the joy of creation and exhaustion, he drifted off to sleep. The rhythmic rise and fall of his tiny chest filled the fort with a peaceful stillness.

You and Taehyung exchanged a silent smile, a shared understanding passing between you. Watching Jinyoung sleep, free from worry and bathed in the soft glow of the fairy lights was a picture of pure innocence that tugged at your heartstrings.

Taehyung cleared his throat softly, breaking the comfortable silence. "He's an amazing kid," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

You nodded, a lump forming in your throat. "He is," you agreed, your voice thick with emotion. "He's my everything."

Taehyung hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. This was it. The moment he had to be honest, to lay his heart bare. "You know," he began, his voice soft but determined, "it's strange. It's only been a year since I met you and Jinyoung, but it feels like..." he paused, searching for the right words.

"Like what?" you asked, your gaze locked on his, a flicker of curiosity dancing in your eyes.

He met your gaze, the sincerity in his eyes undeniable. "Like I've known you both forever," he confessed, a faint blush creeping up his neck. "The way I feel about you... it's more than just a teacher-parent relationship. The way you care for Jinyoung, your strength, your kindness... it all draws me in, makes me want to be a part of your lives."

Your breath hitched. The possibility that Taehyung might feel the same way had crossed your mind, a flicker of hope amidst the storm. But hearing him say it out loud, the raw vulnerability in his voice, sent a wave of emotions crashing through you.

"Taehyung," you began, your voice trembling slightly, "I..."

He reached out, placing a single finger on your lips, silencing your unspoken words. "Let me finish," he pleaded, his eyes filled with a yearning you couldn't ignore. "I want to be there for you, for Jinyoung. I want to be the one who helps him build pillow forts and dries his tears. I want to be the one who stands beside you, not just as your son's teacher, but as your partner, as someone who loves and cherishes you both."

The words hung heavy in the air, the weight of his confession settling upon you. He wasn't just offering support; he was offering his entire heart, a future intertwined with yours.

He continued, his voice low and intense. "Maybe it sounds crazy, considering the circumstances, but the way I feel... it's undeniable. I want to give Jinyoung a father figure, someone who will love and protect him unconditionally. And I want to give you..." he hesitated, searching your eyes, "a chance at happiness, a love that will stand by you through thick and thin."

A tear escaped your eye, tracing a warm path down your cheek. You reached out, taking his hand in yours. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down your spine. "Taehyung," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion, "you have no idea what this means to me."

Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring the image of Taehyung's hopeful gaze. With a trembling voice, you reached out, squeezing his hand gently. "Taehyung," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion, "you have no idea what this means to me. These past few months have been... difficult. But you, you stepped in and became more than just Jinyoung's teacher. You became his friend, someone he could look up to and confide in."

A bittersweet smile played on Taehyung's lips. "He's a remarkable kid. Anyone would be lucky to be his friend."

"And you've been a blessing to us both," you continued, your voice gaining strength. "Thank you for taking the time to spend with him, for listening to his endless chatter, for building pillow forts and drying his tears. Thank you for being there for him today, for shielding him from the negativity."