(Y/N's POV)
"Call...me...Tae?"
Gazing down at the new shiny whiteboard with a small grin on your face you nod and show him your board, a small growing blush trickling down his cheeks to his neck.
"Yeah! Like short for Taehyung, I could call you Tae."
Watching the boy nervously nibble on his bottom lip and reading your board you watch Taehyung's dark eyes gleam with playfulness as he nods and allows a small deep chuckle to escape into the chilly night air.
Oh?
So he could talk...if he was taught to.
His voice is really deep...
"You can call me Tae then."
Grinning at the boy and scooting over to sit beside him with your hot bowl of noodles you both begin eating the food in shared silence, the air around you getting thicker with growing humidity.
It feels like it's going to rain...
"Y/N, it's going to rain, you should move up on the covered part of the porch with me."
Giving Taehyung a gentle grin and nodding in his direction the two of you push yourselves under the covered part of the porch just in time for the sky to start spitting little droplets of rain onto the wooden stairs.
"You were right Tae, we were just in time!"
Cheeks reddening to a deep shade of red you watch Taehyung scoots closer to you and take off his sweater, his hands draping the soft material over your shoulders before quickly jotting down his little scratches on his whiteboard.
"Now you won't get cold."
"I have a sweatshirt on though, you should keep your sweater on."
"I want you to wear it."
Sighing in defeat and pulling the sweater around you Taehyung simply smiles and begins eating his noodles again, his eyes glistening with the falling rain and moonlight reflecting in the dark orbs.
I love his eyes...they're so pretty...
I can't imagine how he must feel....never hearing anything...
Never able to hear the sound of the rain hitting the ground...or the wind rustling the trees...the only thing he can do is see it all....
I never thought you could take something like this for granted...being able to hear...
Suddenly a soft gasp escapes your lips when your eyes come into focus and see Taehyung staring at you with the gentlest expression possible, his head tilted to the side admiring you with a warm grin.
Taehyung...
Tilting your head the same way he is and returning the same kind of smile you giggle at the small pink hue on the end of Taehyung's nose from the chilly air and tenderly reach out to poke it.
He's so cute.
Scrunching his nose and pulling away from you Taehyung sets his now empty bowl down and widens his grin, his hands moving up to protect his face.
I wonder what his voice sounds like...I'm sure he's never spoken before....
"Y/N, you'll catch a cold if you stay out here too long. It's cold, you should go inside of your warm house."
Reading through the words on his board and scrunching your face Taehyung sets his board down and begins collecting your things to go back into the bags, his dark hair getting even curlier with the humidity slowly taking over his usual refined curls.
I've never seen Taehyung without his sweater on...
He's very thin...he isn't eating well...
Standing up from the porch and slowly draping the sweater back over Taehyung's shoulders you collect the bowls and look at the boy, his gleaming eyes glassing over with a somber gaze as he slowly writes on his board.
"Is it okay if I give you something?"
Give me something?
"Sure, of course you can!"
Holding his finger up to signal for you to hold on Taehyung turns on his heels and quickly runs inside his front door and stomps around the house until he finally makes his way back to you with a small wrinkled envelope folded up in his hands.
What's this?...
Reaching out and grabbing the envelope you start to open it but Taehyung quickly grabs your hand with both of his and shakes his head, his entire face overcome with a deep red blush.
What-
Why can't I open it?
Grabbing his whiteboard and popping his marker open you watch the boy quickly jot down his words and flash you the board, his eyes refusing to move up to meet your questioning gaze.
"Don't open it until you get home."
Until I get home?
Giving him a small nod and watching the grin return to his face you look over at your dark house and sigh, your loathsome emotions beginning to wreck the calm you had earlier.
Now I get to go home to only myself...and get up to only myself....
Taehyung is nice company...I guess I don't feel so alone...
Turning towards the boy and giving him a wave you begin to walk down the porch until he comes hopping down the stairs with an umbrella in his hand, the other holding up his whiteboard for you to read.
"I'll walk you to your door Y/N."
It's right across the yard though?
Giggling at him and simply nodding you keep your body under the umbrella and away from the rain until you get to your porch and quickly hop under the leaky piece of wood.
"Goodnight Y/N, I will see you tomorrow."
"Goodnight Tae, see you tomorrow."
Watching the boy slowly make his way to his own house and go inside you lazily turn on your heels and shed your shoes at the door before stepping up into the ratty old carpet in the living room, your hands still clasped protectively around the envelope.
Oh!
Now I get to open this!
Thumping up the grand staircase leading to the second floor of the house you dart into your bedroom and flop onto your mattress, your fingers tugging at the envelope until you finally unfold the piece of paper held inside, your jaw lightly dropping at the delicate photo etched onto it.
Taehyung....
This...is me...earlier today....
"Peaceful Y/N."
Wow...he drew this...for me...that's so sweet...
How could someone ever be mean to such a precious soul...I couldn't imagine....
(A/N): I'm sorry the updates are so slow :(
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Bittersweet Silence |KTH Fanfiction|
同人小說"A voice that uses no words A small town masked with the prejudice against silence If one were to listen, they would hear nothing But if one were to learn, even a silent voice can become louder than a storm" Best Ranking: #1 in #btsxreader #1 in #de...
