Pairing: Taesan × fem!reader
Warnings: Friends to lovers, roommates AU, jealousy, emotional tension, mutual pining, late-night confession, soft physical affection
Summary: After another failed blind date, you come home past 2AM, you find your roommate sulking silently on the couch because you forgot your plans together.
The apartment was dark when you walked in.
Only the dim kitchen light was still on, barely lighting the quiet living room. You closed the door carefully while checking your phone out of habit.
You slipped your shoes off quietly and started walking toward the couch.
Taesan was sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, his face buried against his folded arms on the cushion, completely still.
You stepped a little closer.
“Did you fall asleep there?”
You frowned slightly before crouching down a little to look at him better.
And then he slowly turned his head toward you.
You almost laughed a little.
Because even like this, he looked cute.
Taesan held your gaze for a few more seconds before standing up from the floor.
He didn’t say a single thing.
He just climbed onto the couch and dropped face down against it, turning his back to you completely.
You stared at him for a moment.
And honestly… you knew him too well by now.
You walked over slowly and crouched beside the couch to try and see his face again.
Taesan immediately turned his head slightly the other way.
Like he was determined to stay upset.
That only made you want to tease him more.
He stayed quiet for a few seconds.
Then he spoke without looking at you.
“Why didn’t you text me?”
Now he finally turned his face slightly toward you.
And the second he did, you realized you were way too close.
Your face was only inches from his now.
His eyes dropped briefly to your lips before looking back up again.
“You said you’d tell me if you were gonna be late,”
“We were supposed to watch the series tonight. Remember?”
The blanket on the couch.
Taesan saying the night before:
“don’t start the next episode without me.”
Your shoulders dropped slightly.
And somehow that made you feel even worse immediately.
Your hand moved on its own toward his messy hair, gently brushing it back.
“The date was terrible anyway.”
But he didn’t move your hand away either.
Your fingers kept running softly through his hair while he stayed still beneath you.
You let out a tired little laugh.
“He talked about himself for almost two hours.”
That made Taesan let out something close to a laugh through his nose.
Your eyes stayed on him for a few more seconds.
And then you noticed something strange.
He didn’t just look upset anymore.
Like he’d been thinking too much by himself.
Then slowly, he lifted one hand.
And took yours where it rested on his head.
Stopping the movement of your fingers.
Your breathing stumbled slightly.
Taesan looked down at your hands together for a second before speaking.
“I really tried, you know?”
His fingers closed a little tighter around your hand.
And when he looked back at you…
The kind that almost hurt to hear.
“I tried not to say anything,”
“I tried acting normal every time you talked about your dates.”
Your heartbeat started climbing faster.
He let out a short nervous breath through his nose.
Like he didn’t even want to be admitting this out loud.
“But I hate when you go out with other people,”
“I hate the blind dates.”
“I hate sitting here waiting for you to come home while wondering if someone else is gonna make you like them before I can.”
You forgot how to breathe for a second.
Because Taesan normally didn’t talk this much.
He kept things to himself.
But whenever he did speak…
it always went straight to your chest.
His fingers squeezed yours slightly.
“I don’t want you going out with anyone else,”
he said more quietly this time.
“I don’t want another blind date.”
Your eyes stayed locked on his.
And Taesan swallowed once before finally saying: