Cream Puffs | 01
-pairing: taehyung x reader -genre / warnings: fluff, mentions of emotional abuse, angst, future smut -words: 1,470
Summary: You hated that he knew that he knew your weakness. Cream puffs.
Note: My first fic ever I hope you guys enjoy :)
Your A.C decided to give up on you in one of the hottest summers you’ve ever experienced. You took it as a sign that you should probably get out of the house instead of drawing all day.
Paying someone to fix your A.C was out of the question since you couldn’t even afford that with your dry bank account. You blame it on art school. Your art commissions only barely managing to pay off your bills. Also, the small allowance that your parents gave you every other week were quickly wiped out from buying food. That money didn’t even last since you had to pay for spare supplies for school.
You could manage not being able to eat properly or a toilet that doesn’t flush properly-
But you can’t bare living in a oven for the whole summer. You needed to find some plans to get out of the house.
So when you receive a random text out of nowhere from your estranged childhood best friend, Kim Taehyung, you actually consider forgiving him for ignoring you for some chick and ask him to make plans with you.
But luckily for your pride, he asks first.
A notification pops up with a ding on your phone:
“Hey, I’m in town and just wanted to know if you want to meet up”
You hesitate before you even open up the notification on your phone. A couple of minutes later another ding.
“Cream puffs and iced tea? My treat”.
Your tongue salivates at the thought of the cream and the iced tea. You knew he was using your favorite treats to bait you and with the predicament you are in , you can’t find yourself to care anymore.
“Sure is now fine?”.
You curse at yourself silently, knowing how desperate your text sounds.
Ding.
“I’m already here”.
You roll your eyes at the text and grab your bag before you make your way out of you house
…
A familiar scent welcomes you as you enter. Baked pastries and tea brewing quickly lifting your mood as you walk in further. You immediately feel better and for a minute, forget about all the stress. You almost even forget about why you were mad at Tae.
But it all comes back to you as you immediately spot him across the cafe, his signature boxy smile making it easy for you.
He’s motions for you to come over to his table and you notice your favorite iced tea and cream puffs already laid in front of him like a trap.
As you make your way over, you eye his smile suspiciously. He was unusually more smiley from the last time you saw him. Your gut feeling telling you it was because he was nervous. 10 years of friendship can make you beat a lie detector when it comes to him.
He fumbles with a napkin and waits as you sit in front of him. He opens his mouth to say something but stops in awe as you quickly begin to scarf down the cream puffs in front of you.
You can’t help it, it’s been so long since you had it.
He sits there awkwardly and plays with his sleeves and waits patiently.
Once you finish your cream puffs you glance up at him, signaling him to speak.
“I want to apologize.”
You stare blankly at him and go for the iced tea next.
“For what?”
“C/mon (y/n), you know why. Don’t let me say it, I know I’m terrible”
“Yeah terrible for ignoring me for eight months and refusing to answer my calls”
He groans in exasperation and scratches his scalp, his blonde locks getting tangled in the process.
You notice his new hair and decided to push his buttons.
“Did your new girl suddenly influenced you into this whole new look”.
“What do you mean new look? I chose this-“ he says unusually defensively, but then shakes his head.
“and for a matter of fact- we aren’t together anymore”.
“Ahh, so you’re having that sort of crisis”.
“Crisis?”
“You know when girls cut their hair after a bad life experience or something- but in your case, a breakup“
He sighs and slumps in his chair
“Breakup aside, I’m really sorry. It was a douchebag move of me to do that to you”
You nod. “It really was Tae. I mean, I know to give you space in your relationships , so I’m used to you disappearing for a while and focusing on your flings-“
You stare down at your iced tea.
“-And when you told me that this girl was special too. I understood that you’d have your full attention on her. But I didn’t expect that you would just drop me all at once completely without any notice for eight whole months-“
You catch yourself rambling and stop. You wait as he stares down at the napkin in his hand, avoiding your gaze.
For what seemed like an eternity he finally spoke, “Believe me I know. She was toxic and hardly even let me see my parents too”.
You glance up from your tea. You realize why you’ve been constantly bombarded by phone calls from Tae’s parents.
It wasn’t that Tae was being Tae, but because of her.
“Oh”.
You start to see tears welling up in his eyes. At that moment you being to realize the reason for his change in his outfit and hair.
You think back to before he started ignoring you and was just freshly dating her.
He’s mentioned:
“She picked out these clothes”, or “She decided on my hair”.
and , “She decided my new major, so I figured why not!”
Before, you just wrote it off as him being lovey dovey- but you start to realize how much this girl impacted Tae to the point of manipulating him.
It all starts to come in full circle.
He comes back all of a sudden from the place that she decided that they should live, and the new style he comes back with was just his way of trying to get rid of any influence of her.
You don’t know what to say at the point as he rubs his tears away with his sleeve and tries to sit up in his chair to collect himself.
“That bad huh?” you say as you reach over to hold his hand to comfort him- but he pulls away suddenly, as if your hand was a mouse trap that was seconds away from snapping on him.
“I’m sorry-“ he says as he places his palm back. How many times is he going to apologize.
You shake your head quickly before the last syllable leaves his mouth. “It’s fine.” You then pull your gaze away from him and sip on your tea nervously, buying some time to think of what to say and what to do. You could hardly believe that your best friend was being emotionally abused and you didn’t even know. You didn’t even think that maybe he was suffering too in those eight months. You felt selfish for not pushing further and questioning his strange behavior.
“She fucked me up, (y/n)” he said with a dull chuckle.
“I let her and now I don’t even know who I am anymore or if my choices are because of her.” He continued as he crumpled of the napkin in his hands.
You sat there and struggle to say something. You’ve never been in a relationship and you were angry at yourself for not knowing what to say.
You always assumed that your best friend knew what to do. He never needed help, he was always the one you could lean on-
And now that he needs someone you feel like you can’t even comfort him with the lack of experience you have in this. You tried to settle on holding his hand to comfort him but seeing that he avoided it; your options were limited.
“I’m so sorry” was all you could say.
He nods and smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
“It’s okay”.
Minutes later in dead silence he finally speaks.
“I got to go-“ he says as he begins to stand. Panic begins to override you and you’re afraid that he’ll ignore you again and keep it all to himself again.
So you stand up from your chair before he reaches the door and yell his name.
Patrons in the cafe turn to look at you and you bashfully smile in embarrassment. The cafe goes silent and you take advantage of this to say in a much quieter tone.
“Can we get cream puffs again?”
He nods with a smile and you know for sure it’s genuine.
“Sure”