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blu-joons · 2 years

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He Holds Your Son For The First Time ~ Yoo Taeyang

A smile of appreciation formed on your face, as it did on Taeyang’s face as your midwife finally left your suite of the hospital wing. A sigh of relief came from the two of you, glad that everything was all over, and that you were left alone at last.

Taeyang couldn’t help but sit down on the edge of the bed beside you without the midwife there to tell him to give you and your son a bit of space, peering over you to be able to take a close look at your son who was in your arms.

“I never imagined that holding my baby would feel like this,” you whispered across to him as Taeyang’s eyes looked across to meet yours.

“I bet it feels a bit surreal, right?” He asked you with a smile.

Your head nodded in agreement with him straight away, struggling to find the words to describe how overwhelmed you were. It felt like a dream for you, especially as it had been a moment that you’d dreamt about often throughout your pregnancy.

All of the pain and discomfort had been worth it, for the both of you. Taeyang was still slightly convinced that his hand was broken from how hard you had gripped it, but that didn’t stop him from smiling as he looked at his complete family sat just beside him.

“He’s so small,” Taeyang whispered as he studied him closely, shaking his head in awe. “I never thought a human could be as small as this Y/N.”

“You know you were this small once,” you laughed back at him.

Taeyang poked his tongue out in response to you, trying his best to make his point that he was tiny without you managing to prove him wrong, just as you always seemed to do.

“Why don’t you hold him for a little while?” You offered as Taeyang shuffled around on the end of the bed. “I mean I can’t sit here and hold him forever; I know you’re nervous, but what better time is there for you to hold him then now?”

“N-now?” Taeyang stuttered, knowing that the smile on his face had dropped. Instead he looked to you fearfully, terrified of being the one to do something wrong.

Your head shook at Taeyang as you encouraged him to sit back on the bed properly before extending his arms out. You slowly leant forwards and placed your son into his arms, making sure that his grip was secure before letting go and moving away.

“That’s it,” you told Taeyang as his nervous eyes looked across to you as soon as he realised that your hands had moved away. “There’s nothing to be worried about, you’ve got him perfectly.”

As soon as he was in his hold, Taeyang’s eyes looked down in awe. You’d never seen his smile so wide as big eyes stared back up at him too. “Aren’t you just perfect?” He laughed down at your son, knowing full well that he wouldn’t reply.

It seemed as you watched on that Taeyang was well and truly in his element, surprising you by just how well he took to things. For the past nine months he had been worried about messing up on the big moments, but his first time holding your son couldn’t have gone any better, much to his relief.

He didn’t need you at all as he got comfortable, quickly getting the hang of things. “Let me ask you the same question Tae, does it feel a little bit surreal right now?”

“If it wasn’t for the fact that I was holding my baby who is only two hours old, I would definitely ask you to pinch me right now,” he laughed in reply to your question, “none of this feels real right now, like I’m in some sort of movie that’s just a dream.”

Your head nodded in agreement, knowing exactly what Taeyang was thinking. “You’ve got plenty of time for this to sink in,” you encouraged, “in fact I’ve probably say you’ve got the rest of your life to get all the cuddles in the world from this little one.”

Taeyang’s head shook as his eyes quickly fell back down on your son again. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was, he already felt on top of the world with the group, and being with you, but your son was the best possible icing on top of the cake for him.

“I can’t wait to take him home and introduce him to everyone,” you whispered across to him.

Taeyang’s eyes lit up even at the thought, “the boys are going to be obsessed with him, we’ll never get a look in with them around.”

“I wonder if he has even the slightest clue of how spoilt he’s going to be.”

Taeyang’s head shook as you spoke, his innocent smile let the two of you know just how clueless he was. There was so much about the world that neither of you could wait to teach him, and plenty to introduce him to as well.

“Did you see the state of the studio the last time we visited before he arrived?” Taeyang reminded you, “they’ll be gifts everywhere.”

You could hardly forget your final visit to see the boys before finding yourself staying at home awaiting labour. They had been all over you and your bump, with each one of them making their own promise that they would be the best uncle you could have ever wished for your son to have once he safely arrived.

“We might have to make sure that one of them doesn’t run away with him,” you joked, “with eyes as stunning as his are, I can imagine a few of the boys getting wrapped around his little finger pretty quickly.”

A hum of agreement came from Taeyang, followed by a chuckle. “I wouldn’t just worry about the boys being put under her spell; I think he’s already got me pretty hooked; I just can’t stop looking at him Y/N.”

“I can tell by the look in your eyes,” you responded, knowing exactly how in awe Taeyang was, recognising the expression after so many years together.

“You did amazing growing this little one,” he suddenly told you with a wide smile on his face, “I couldn’t have wished for a more perfect son,” he added, finding himself looking at you, but only for the briefest of moments.

It was unlike Taeyang to pour his heart out to you but having your son in his arms definitely brought out the side of him that just started spilling out all of his emotions.

“I couldn’t have done it without you right by my side, not even just today Taeyang, but the past nine months as a whole.”

He always liked to downplay the role that he had in your pregnancy, but you knew just how important Taeyang was. You’d lost count of the number of times he’d helped you out or fixed a tricky situation for you.

“I can’t believe that I can finally call myself a dad,” Taeyang whispered as your son’s eyes began to close in his hold. “I can’t even tell you how many times I dreamt of all these little things whilst you were pregnant Y/N, and now that he’s here, they’re all finally starting to come true and happen for us.”

Your head nodded in agreement with Taeyang, “I think it’s going to take a good while for all of this to sink in.”

“Truthfully, I don’t think it ever really will.”

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dokk1s · 2 years

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seokwoosmole · 2 years

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kdyism · 2 years

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YOOTAEYANG ✴ If I Ain’t Got You (Alicia Keys)

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key201303 · 2 years

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Pairing: CollegeStudent!Taeyang x CollegeStudent!@sepguuu

Word count: 2461 words (long af to compensate the wait 😌)

Warnings: angstish (?)

Genre: fluff, angstish, enemies to lovers

Plot: After your bestfriend betrayed you by making you confess your feelings to your crush and get humillated by everyone, you swore you would never talk to him. But years after a boy with a username quite cute appears in your contact list of the trendy app everyone is recently using to communicate and meet people. Will you be able to keep your promise when you find out who that boy is?

DISCLAIMER: TEXT IN PINK IS A MEMORY

A/N: First of all I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG 🙏🙏 I really hope y'all like it and specially that @sepguuu likes it and enjoys it to the full ❤❤ thank you so much for waiting 💙

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“What is so interesting that you can’t keep your phone away lately?” Your best friend asked as you both finished your lunch before heading to the last class of the day and week. “Oh it’s nothing.” You answered expressionless, throwing your phone back into your bag after sending one last message. “I can’t believe you’re 24/7 glued to that phone if there’s nothing making you do that.” She answered as you both stood up and headed out of the cafe to go back to class. She knew you quite well and when it came to hiding stuff from her, you hated the fact that she could perfectly read you like an open book. Especially if it was boys and love related. Some people may wonder what is so special about that one app you installed a few months ago to chat with people. But the reality was that you found a boy in there that would gladly listen to your ramblings at the end of the day and somehow it became a stress reliever to talk with that unknown boy. And the funniest thing of the whole situation was that in the very beginning you just installed the app so you could talk with other people about it since it became pretty popular against the students of your college and the colleges around the neighborhood you lived in.

You both walked down the crowded halls of the college, walking as fast as you could so you wouldn’t be late to the last class of the week. “Look at your bestie.” Your friend said, pointing at a tall, brown haired boy. “Don’t you dare to call him my bestie again.” You said as you passed next to the boy and rolled your eyes without looking at him. “I really can’t believe you guys are still mad at each other for something that happened 14 years ago.” Your best friend said as you both finally entered the room where the class was about to take place. She was kind of right, being mad at him because of something he did 14 years ago was kind of childish. But you weren’t mad at him because of what he did but because until now, he hasn’t apologized to you for what he did.”I swore I wouldn’t be the first one saying sorry.” You said as you both took your usual seats and as you unpacked your stuff ready to start the class. “Come on, it is Yoo Taeyang who we’re talking about. There’s no way you will be the last one to say sorry.” Your friend added right before the teacher entered the class, creating a deathly silence in the room and not letting your friend explain herself for what she said.

You lowkey hated him, but not to the point to think he was a bad person or the kind of person to never apologize for their mistakes. But her words definitely kept ghosting your mind for the whole class and even some part of the evening. Why would she think he was that kind of person? Were you that blinded by your anger that you couldn’t see how prideful Yoo Taeyang was?

“I promise it’ll be okay and that he’ll love it!” Taeyang said as he tried to help you with the last details of the flower bouquet he suggested you gifted that boy you’ve been having a crush on for the last 3 years. “Okay… I guess I’ll have to trust you.” You said, worry written all over your face. You didn’t want to be rejected or humiliated by that boy. You didn’t even know how Taeyang managed to convince you to do all of this to confess your feelings to that boy. But you guessed you just trusted him because after all he was your best friend. And even though he wasn’t the boy’s best friend, he was pretty close to him so Taeyang definitely knew more things about him than you would ever know.

“I hate you!! How could you do this to me?? You knew how important this was to me!!” You shouted, breaking the flower bouquet into Taeyang’s chest as tears ran down your cheeks like a waterfall. You couldn’t believe he made you get all excited about being brave enough to confess your feelings to later on find out he just plotted everything so the boy you had a crush on hated you and rejected you. “I will never in my life regret anything I did.” He said, pretty convinced of doing what’s correct. “He wasn’t a good choice for you.” Taeyang added, making you feel more and more angry. “That’s not your decision!! Stop acting like you were my mom or someone that is important to me! You’re absolutely nobody!!” You said full of anger. Maybe your words were poisoned by your anger and maybe you would regret saying those things to your best friend. But it was all you could say. It was all that came out of your mouth at that moment. “Say sorry for what you just said.” Taeyang was clearly hurt by your hurting words. “I swear to God I will never be the first one to say sorry. Not anymore.” You said with a fierce voice and walked away as soon as you finished your sentence.

The alarm on your phone woke you up from that terrible dream of remembering your past with Taeyang. Your heart rate was fast and you felt pretty mad at the stupid memory of what happened between both of you and the main reason why you both don’t talk to each other nowadays.

The moment you got out of bed and noticed it was weekend, a small and weak smile creeped on your lips as you walked down the stairs to make you some breakfast before you laid on the couch to binge some of your favorite series that you couldn’t watch during the week due to all the amount of works and assignments you had to do for college.

You were about to take the first bite of your breakfast when your phone lit up with a notification. As soon as you saw the notification you knew you had to drop your toast and answer the message immediately. It was a message from the boy you met in that meeting app. You couldn’t believe you were willing to talk to a stranger on a meeting app from the very beginning of the day but here you are, sitting on your pajamas in the kitchen counter with a pair of toasts and a coffee getting cold and answering messages of that anonymous boy. The only thing you knew about his identity was that he lived in the same city as you and that he attended the same college as you. But seeing his username being “sun_boy” you couldn’t really figure out if you knew him or not.

It definitely felt more surrealistic now that he asked you to meet him in person for the first time. You didn’t really know if it was a good idea to go and meet that boy in person. After all, you didn’t know his identity and seeing the news these days didn’t help either. But you had to admit you were pretty curious about the identity of that sun_boy user and to see if you could also fall in love with his looks apart from falling for his great personality.

An hour went by and you were finally doing some quick tweaks to your outfit and make-up before going out to meet with the boy. The evening was chilly despite the fact of getting closer to the summer vacations and the sky was tinted with a beautiful palette of roses and purples mixed with oranges and yellows, characteristic of a beautiful evening of a summer day. You felt extremely and surprisingly excited about meeting the boy that has been the main reason for your smiles lately and, to be honest, the option of him being a weirdo wanting to hurt you was not a viable option in your mind. You were way too confident of him being a nice person that you couldn't picture him doing something bad to you. Maybe that was one of the reasons why people kidnapped others, because of the excess of confidence but you were too immersed in the thought of finally meeting the boy that made your heart race like a teenager to question yourself about possible bad things that could happen that night.

As soon as you were getting closer to the cafe where you agreed to meet with that “sun_boy”, you spotted your worst nightmare sitting on one of the tables alone. Why is he here alone? Why does he always have to appear in the most nice moments of my life? You questioned yourself as you kept walking towards the cafe, trying your best to look at him in a discreet way but deep inside you, you perfectly knew you were straight staring at him.

You decided to ignore the brown haired boy and head inside the cafe to wait for your date. “(Y/N).” You heard Taeyang saying before you could even open the door that separated the cozy insides of the cafe and the chilly outsides of the said building. “I don’t have time for your bullshit Taeyang.” You said, opening the door and not making any eye contact with him. “I’m sun_boy.” Taeyang said with a quiet thread of voice. You couldn’t hear him and when he noticed you didn’t hear or pretended not to hear what he said, he repeated his words a bit louder. The moment you heard his confession, your blood froze in place, not letting you move your muscles. You didn’t know if he was joking or if he was right, but you couldn’t help being shocked by his sudden confession. “Stop lying with stuff like that… It’s not funny anymore.” You said, turning around to finally meet his gaze. “How would I know you were talking to someone called like that on a private and anonymous app? Don’t you see that’s impossible and quite stupid?” He said letting out a nervous and sarcastic laugh. He was right. It was impossible that he knew that you used that app and that you were texting with someone with that username. “I told you to come here because I want to talk with you, in person, not hiding ourselves behind a screen.” He said, standing up from his seat and walking towards you. He begged. He begged for you to hear what he wanted to tell you. But you didn’t want to hear any of his excuses anymore. You didn’t want to go through what you had to go through 14 years ago again. But the moment he mentioned he just wanted to give you a good reason why he has been doing all of that and give you a proper apology, everything started to change.

“I know I did something terrible… I really know that and trust me, I hate myself for what I did.” He started to say, without being able to lock his eyes with yours. “You did all of that because you wanted, nobody made you do it.” You said, also avoiding his gaze. You were done trying to believe that he did what he did just because he didn’t know what he was doing. But at this point, 14 years later, you knew that it was just an excuse you built yourself to not believe your best friend betrayed you like that. “Maybe you don’t believe me with what I’m going to say, or maybe you will never forgive me if I tell you the truth. But at this point I couldn’t handle the situation anymore.” Taeyang said. You frowned, looking at him confused. “I like you… And I always have… When all of the crush thing happened I was just jealous that you would like someone else instead of me. So I wanted to keep you away from them. I know I was stupid and pretty immature but when I grew and noticed the monumental mistake I made, it was too late to tell you that I was sorry. You didn’t talk to me anymore and you avoided my presence everytime I approached you.” He started to explain. You were speechless and shocked. “And then everyone started to use the tlk2me app… And I thought it would be a good idea to create a profile and see if I could contact you there.” He finally confessed. You couldn’t believe you have been deceived again by him just because he wasn’t brave enough to tell you the truth and facing the cruel reality. “Why is everything a lie in our friendship?” You quietly asked, a few tears threatening to escape your eyes. “You could have just told me from the very beginning that you liked me and nothing of this would have happened…” You said, tears finally filling up your eyes.

You also liked him since the very beginning, you also wanted to be with him since the very beginning but because of the lack of confidence in him to express his feelings you thought he just wanted to be your best friend and so you moved on. It hurts you to leave your best friend behind. It hurts you that you had to leave behind your very first crush. But the worst thing was that he never apologized to you and that made you feel like he really never cared about you. “I’m really sorry (Y/N)... I really am.” He said, his eyes glued to the floor. He knew the moment his eyes would meet yours he would shatter into pieces. **

2 months later… “I can’t believe after all you guys are living happily ever after.” Your best friend said, rolling her eyes at the sight of you and Taeyang holding hands as the three of you headed to get an ice cream to celebrate the summer vacations. “Those happily ever after don't exist.” You said, rolling your eyes, refusing to think about your new relationship with Taeyang to be part of those cheesy fairytales. “Not happily ever afters but maybe destiny does exist.” Taeyang said, winking down at you and drawing a soft smile on your lips. You had to admit he was kind of right. You guys went through a lot, but in the end, you're together again. “It’s like a code lock and the code. If they’re apart they can’t work but if they’re matched together they're perfect.” Taeyang added, making you and your best friend laugh. “We’re like a Love Code lock.” He finally said, pecking your left cheek.

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rainy-astrology · 2 years

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SF9 Taeyang Birth Chart analysis

Based on my opinion and observations. Not a professional. May change.

February 27th, 1997

Seoul, SK

Unknown birth time (if there's a confirmed time, please let me know.)

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Very emotional and sensitive. Deep complex feelings

Scorpio moon would explain his intense gaze...Scorpio moons and risings have such strong stares lol

Passionate, which just adds more to his intensity

Although despite his intensity, he's also very warm and kind. His Pisces venus should make him very empathetic and open. Pisces venus people are usually very affectionate and loving people who try to be open minded and understanding, which Taeyang is...I don't think he's a judgemental person at all

Also being a Pisces in general, they're not very judgey. They're usually quite odd themselves, which Taeyang definitely is

Likely idealistic and dreamy sometimes

Seems to have some Aquarius influence in his chart, so he wants to stand out and be unique

Artsy and creative, definitely experimental. He always tries to express his uniqueness through his musical skills and by using his appearance, even though his fashion sense gets clowned on by the other members lol

My guess on his rising sign: Scorpio...He's so quiet and calm lol, he's very passionate and considers himself to be a really serious person. From his looks, he's got the intense stare and sexual, sensual vibe. He seems to shine the best when he's performing with that type of energy. Being a Scorpio rising would likely give him a Pisces 5th house, so his Sun and Venus may be in it...Which I think suits Yoo Tae a lot.

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twisted-tales-of-all · 2 years

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Service Swap

In a tale of 4.8k words, we visit the SF9 universe to look at dance instructor Yoo Taeyang and one of their students who happens to be a tattoo artist (Gender Neutral!Reader). After he compliments their tattoos, Taeyang and Y/N work out an exchange of their expertise. This story touches on the idea of Taeyang’s first love, as well as lost love with a permanent reminder of the person. There are warnings for some language usage, as well as attending a wedding, discussion of tattoos and needles, and moments of angst.

After jumping around unsuccessfully from teacher to teacher, you decide to attend a dance class that your friend swears by. You set low hopes before walking into the studio to prepare for any disappointment you'll face. Once inside, you notice that you've arrived before most of the class, so you start stretching in your favorite spot. Although only two others join you, you can't figure out which person is the instructor.

When the rest of the class arrives, you're shocked to find it less packed than expected, heightening your spirits. With fewer dancers, you have more space for a better range of movement. As the music begins, you find the tall, skinny, dark-haired boy at the front, facing everyone else. He quickly introduces himself and the dance he's teaching today. Then, he instructs everyone to warm up their muscles with stretches. After a couple of songs, he asks everyone to move to the side as he plays the one he's teaching. He performs the dance as a quick demonstration before requesting that everyone return to their positions.

"We'll be learning the pre-chorus and chorus today. I made this choreo, but remember that you don't have to follow me strictly. If you feel the flow bringing you in a different motion for a bit, feel free to incorporate that! Dancing is personal expression, after all."

With these reminders, he begins teaching the first eight-count, keeping track of everyone's comprehension. You notice that his friendly aura makes it easier for others to ask for clarification when needed. Because he helps everyone personally, you get more time to practice each count properly rather than moving too fast.

After learning the dance, Taeyang assigns a number to everyone at random. Then, each numbered group takes center stage to show off what they've learned while everyone else motivates them. He points out something good in each dancer before moving on, making sure everyone feels included. You hype the other groups up and put all your efforts into your performance, so he comments on your amazing energy.

While most of the group leaves, you finish with some simple stretches as a cool-down before packing up. Taeyang approaches as you reach your bag and compliments the tattoos on your arm. You thank him and point out a small one near your wrist, telling him how you did this one yourself back when you were an apprentice.

"Wait, are you an artist? That's so cool! I've always wanted a tattoo but they're expensive and the size I want takes quite a while."

"Oh, what do you want? If you've wanted it for a while, my recommendation is to go for it. It obviously won't leave your mind otherwise." You joke, curious what designs he enjoys.

"I want a piece on my side that represents my dancing story. I'm thinking of maybe putting some music notes and flowers into the background, but I'm still not sure of the focus point I want. I'll probably have to discuss with the artist a lot, but I haven't even chosen an artist yet." He laughs at himself for thinking so deeply about the tattoo without choosing an artist.

"Well, there's an artist right here. The plan sounds meaningful and fun to do, so I'd be down to talk it out with you and figure everything out." You offer despite being unsure of whether he'd accept.

"That'd be great, but I'm sure it'd still be pretty expensive, and I don't think I'd have the money to spare."

"Assuming you want it in black or grey, it should be around $800, but I can cut you a deal if you're interested." Thinking of this as an opportunity, you consider an exchange, "This is the first dance class I've thoroughly enjoyed in a while. If I can get some free lessons for a year, I'd do it for free. Or a few months of individual training if you don't want to give that much time away for essentially free."

When he turns silent, you tell him to think about it. You assure him that the offer won't float away as you tell him that you plan to sign up for the next class the following week. As you head for the exit, he sparks back to reality and bids you farewell, so you tell him that you'll see him next week.

The week between classes drags on forever, but you arrive in the studio once again, early enough to be the first person in the room. You practice some choreography that you've been working on as you wait. After only a short while, Taeyang arrives. Seeing nobody else in the room, he brings up the offer again.

"How many private lessons would I need to give you to get the tattoo? It's been on my mind all week, and I think you're right. I think I have to get it - or at least start planning it - to get it off my mind."

"Well, assuming the piece is $800, and your regular sessions are only $5 entry price, let's bump it to $10 since they're one-on-one sessions... I think 80 sessions seems like a bit overkill. How about 50 sessions? That'd be about six months if we do two sessions a week. Maybe that's still too much. I'm not sure how exactly to gauge your lessons cost-wise." You struggle to try and even out the trade, but you can't seem to accurately price his lessons.

"Y'know, you may be selling these lessons for far too low," You add.

"No, you see, selling at $5 ensures that more people can join if they'd like. If I were selling individual lessons, it'd be closer to $25 for an hour. So, if we base it off that price, it'd be 32 lessons. That's only four months if you wanted two sessions a week."

"Okay, that seems much more fair. Four months of lessons for your intricate side piece." You confirm, laying out the final offer.

"I'm fully down for that, but could we discuss the tattoo and get a sketch before we start? I want to make sure I like the design." He asks, innocently unaware of how artists charge a deposit for their time.

"Okay, but even if you don't decide to follow through, I'd like six or seven lessons. I usually charge a 20% deposit to account for the time it takes me to come up with designs for people."

He effortlessly agrees to the deal right as the rest of the class begins to file in. For that lesson, your excitement never falters. You've gained personal lessons with an instructor that fits your picky expectations, and you'll get to create another masterpiece meaningful to someone. In your eyes, it's a win-win situation, and Taeyang clearly thinks the deal is worth it on his end, too.

As your second lesson in his class finishes up, you begin your cool-down routine once again. After the others leave, Taeyang returns to the topic of his tattoo almost instantly. You laugh at his eagerness and innocent excitement. You remember feeling the same way when you scheduled the appointment for your first tattoo as well, so you fully understand his mindset about the situation.

"Taeyang, calm down. We'll get to discussing the design soon, but I'd like to finish my stretches first." You laugh as you explain yourself to the boy.

Although he pouts at you for momentarily halting the conversation, he understands and waits for you to finish. You finish your stretches and ask him if he'd like to begin the consultation portion of the tattoo process now or later. As expected, he enthusiastically asks to start as soon as possible, so you pick up your belongings and lead him out of the studio.

"I take public transport here. If you'd like to take it back with me, I don't mind hosting the meeting in my apartment for today."

He agrees, following your lead as you ride the subway lines back to your complex. His eyes wander as you walk the halls to your room, so he lightly runs into you when you stop in front of your door.

As you enter the key to unlock the door, you joke, "What's up, Taeyang? You act like you've never seen an apartment building before."

Nervously scratching his head, he admits, "I don't really have friends, so I haven't been to apartments other than mine as an adult."

"In that case, I apologize. I never would've guessed. You appear very social from the classes."

"Well, that's work. I'm somewhat of an introvert actually, so I only work, work out, and head home most days." He follows you inside and looks around, amazed. "Woah, your apartment looks really nice. You're good at decorating."

"Oh, thanks. I don't even notice anymore. I've been meaning to change it up again soon, but if it's nice, maybe I should leave it. Come over here to the desk area; we can discuss there so I can take notes or sketch things out."

He follows you and sits down next to you. As you ask for him to remind you of his design plans, you note down key aspects he mentions - dance, music notes, flowers, and a meaningful focal point that's yet to be decided.

"Do you mind recounting your dance story? We can work together to figure out the main part, but I'd like to know as much of the story as possible, details and all, so it can be accurate."

"It's really long; are you sure you want it all?" He asks with apprehension in his voice.

"Are you sure you want an accurate and meaningful tattoo?" You ask back so he can understand how funny it is to ask.

"Okay, okay. I just hope you're prepared." He starts before taking a deep breath to prepare himself.

He begins by telling you the age he began to enjoy dance and how that happened, and you take notes on any important points. Continuing, he mentions that dance always helped him, even when people couldn't. He describes his love of dance in a similar fashion that childhood lovers describe one another - soft, comforting, familiar. You scribble down "1st love" to remind yourself of this right as Taeyang mentions that he wants to love someone who gives him the same feelings that dance does, but he has yet to find that.

"You've never fallen in love?" You interject, shocked by him again.

He chuckles as he shakes his head, "Not so much as a single crush. For a while, I thought I was broken. Got a girlfriend, but we broke up once she confronted the fact that I only treated her as a good friend. It struck me then - the fact that I think of love differently than most people. To me, it's not a person and not the memories you build. It's that feeling of warmth, that you'll be okay for as long as the love remains within you. Not a case of whether you receive that love in return, but that you know it's still within you."

"Still within you... that's such a romantic way to approach love. Whoever you end up loving will be very lucky."

Taeyang tries to return to the story again, but he's interrupted by your phone ringing. You apologize and stand to answer the call, finding your best friend on the other end of the line. They alert you of a change to the date of their upcoming wedding, claiming that the couple doesn't want to wait any longer. In doing so, they remind you that you have a plus-one space automatically given as a part of the wedding party, and you now have only a month to figure out who to bring. You thank them for the heads up and excuse yourself under the guise of a client. Upon hanging up, however, you curse at the thought of having to find a date or deal with the clearly-empty seat at the event.

"Everything okay?" You hear Taeyang stand thanks to your cursing.

"Sorry to startle you. My friend is getting married, and they moved the date up. I'm part of the wedding party, so I'm supposed to bring someone, but finding someone means I'll have to go on blind dates or something." You groan at the thought, remembering how draining first dates can be.

"When is it? I might be able to save you. If you'd like me to, at least," He offers, nerves raising as he realizes that it sounds like he's asking you on a date.

"Really? Would you? That'd save me a lot of hassle, and I can use the opportunity to learn more about you that might help with the tattoo."

"Yeah, if I'm free, then I don't mind. Just let me know when it is so I can prepare."

"We have just over a month. You really are going to save my ass, so thank you, Taeyang." You smile brightly at him, making him grow a bit shy. Noticing, you switch back to the topic at hand, "Should we get back to your story now?"

Sitting back down, he continues telling you everything about his dance journey. You add a few more notes, especially when regarding more recent events. You ensure that you have all the important notes before he leaves for the day.

"Do you live far? Should I call you a taxi? I brought you here without thinking about the return trip. I'm sorry." You worry, realizing that it's later than expected and thus more dangerous.

"It's fine, Y/N. Don't worry. I'm only a couple of stops away, and you live right by the station, so I should be safe."

As he flashes you a soft smile to comfort you, you request that he messages you once home. He jokes that you're already acting like he's your boyfriend but assures you that he'll follow your plea. As the door shuts behind him only seconds later, you find yourself speechless at his words. You thought you were simply being kind at first, but you realize that it could come off as being more than friendly.

Although you begin to worry about the misunderstanding, you choose not to mention it to him. You prepare for bed and find his text about the safe return once you finish your routine. While deciding how to reply, you fall asleep, too tired from the long, eventful day.

You find another message when you wake:

You smile at the kind message, replying with a wholehearted appreciation for him trusting you in this process, adding that you're extremely thankful for his offer to come to the wedding on top of agreeing to solo dance lessons already. He reminds you that you still have to discuss when to do the lessons and what you'd like to learn.

For the next couple of days, your conversations bounce between the dance lessons and the tattoo design, with some basic conversations about daily life sprinkled in when a conversation dies down. You settle on the days for your lessons, give him some dances you'd like to learn or improve, and send over some unfinished sketches for parts of his design to hear his thoughts.

Time flies, and you reach the wedding day quickly enough. You look in the mirror one last time before leaving your apartment and meeting Taeyang out front. Standing in front of his car, he dons a full suit with a tie and pocket square that complement your outfit perfectly. He waves at you with a bright smile, then he opens his arms for a hug as you approach.

"Hey, stranger. You look amazing. Thank you again for doing this for me. I know they're my best friend, but weddings are always so nerve-wracking for me. With you here, it won't be as bad." You claim, feeling his heart racing as you hug him.

"No problem, especially with how close we've gotten over this month."

You drive off to the wedding together, only to be shocked when Taeyang introduces himself to everyone as your boyfriend. When you get a moment alone with him, you confront him.

"Sorry, I thought it'd be easier than having to explain our relationship a bunch of times. Plus, we basically act like a couple - minus the skinship - so people would eventually ask."

"You should've warned me, at least!" You want to scold him, but that's all you can say before the bride and groom approach you.

"Since when do you not tell me when you get a new partner?!" Your best friend asks with their hand on your shoulder.

"Ah, you've just been so busy with wedding planning and everything. I didn't want to take your focus away from it." You make up an excuse, hoping to quickly stop the conversation before you need to add more lies.

"Well, after today, I better get the tea! I'll see you soon, though. Have to go visit everyone."

You wave them off before allowing your anxiously-perfect posture to fall. Taeyang laughs to himself before asking you to tell him the story you'll be using. You glare at him, sitting down at your assigned table without giving him an answer.

The rest of the day passes smoothly, and nobody questions you about your sudden new boyfriend, so you claim that win in your head as Taeyang drives back.

"Would you like to hang out some more? Or are you tired of people?" He asks about halfway home.

"Is there something you'd like to do?"

"I'd just like to stay with you. I enjoy your company."

Ultimately, you decide to hang out with him. You start by relaxing at a nearby stream, quietly enjoying your time together, but the cold weather ruins the calm night. You move to his apartment as it's closer to the stream. You talk for hours, learning about and understanding one another better in the process. Eventually, you begin fading out of consciousness as sleep overtakes you, but Taeyang leads you to his bed before you fully knock out so you can rest comfortably. He sleeps on the couch that night.

Only three months later, you finish the tattoo design and bring Taeyang into the shop for his first appointment. You try a few different placements before it sits on his skin the way he wants it. Once he's satisfied, you ask him to lay on his opposite side so you can begin. Prepping him, you find the boy shaking.

"Are you nervous or excited? Your whole body is shaking, Taeyang."

"A bit of both. I'm really excited, but I also don't know what to expect. Some people say the needle hurts a lot, but others claim they're overreacting."

"It fully depends on the person and the placement. I've warned you that this tends to be a more painful place for a tattoo, but don't worry. You can always ask me to stop, and we'll take breaks regardless. I work at your pace."

"Could we do a test or something? Like a little dot or a short line so I can prepare?" He asks, eyes in puppy mode.

You laugh as you accept his idea. You inform him that you'll do a short line to begin, then you turn on the machine and follow through with the plan. You feel him tense up, but that's a typical reaction for most people, regardless of the number of tattoos they have. You switch the machine off, wipe the mark clean, and ask him whether he'd like to continue.

"That wasn't too bad." He responds through clenched teeth, "Let's keep going. I'll tell you if I need a break."

"Alrighty." You whirl the machine on, "I hope you can take a good few hours of it today."

After five hours and three breaks, you finish today's session. Taeyang checks the progress in the mirror, proud to finally see his ideas and dreams coming to fruition. You wrap him up and give him care instructions, and he goes home to rest.

You check up on him every day for the next few weeks, living for his reactions to each stage of the healing process. With only the outline done, it leaves both of you eager to fill in the design with shading and everything.

In the dance lessons following the session, you notice Taeyang wearing shirts that reveal the tattoo. Even unfinished, he's so proud of the piece that he constantly wants to show it off.

Another month passes before you're able to get him in for the second session. Somehow, this session passes even smoother despite the more painful shading and white highlights. Taeyang's sheer determination to finish allows you to complete the piece now when you thought you'd need another day for details.

Just like in the first session, Taeyang admires the artwork in the mirror. You ask him if you can take a picture for your portfolio, but he cuts you off with a tight hug, burying his face into your shoulder.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. It's amazing. It's so... so- it's perfect, Y/N. I love it." Taeyang mumbles into you, spilling endless praises from his lips.

You awkwardly pat his back as you wait for him to finish, zoning out halfway through his shpeal. You must've missed an important cue when you zoned out, as his lips suddenly press themselves against yours. You carefully try to work past this, telling him to go rest up since his emotions are overwhelming him. You disregard the photo you wanted, opting for a healed photo later.

At home, the thought of the kiss refuses to leave your mind. It confuses you, and you can't pinpoint whether he meant to do it or whether his emotions overwhelmed him into doing it. You also don't know how you feel in response to the action. Looking back on the scene, you can't tell whether you wanted to kiss him back or push him away. You simply froze up when it happened; it caught you off guard.

The next time you meet Taeyang, you find him apologizing for his actions. He admits to having feelings for you, but he understands that he shouldn't have kissed you out of the blue like that. Starting like this fills the meet-up with awkwardness, but you try to alleviate it by explaining that his emotions must have been all over the place due to his enjoyment of the finished product.

Before you part ways, he asks whether you'd like to date, and you ask him to give you time to figure out your feelings. It's only been a week since the kiss, and you still don't know how you feel. With this new development, you force yourself to address your feelings and define them. You've been avoiding them for most of the past week, so you're relieved to have something to force yourself to confront the situation head-on.

You take the next two days to do exactly that. Placing your sole focus on properly categorizing your feelings, you find yourself making excuses when calling it anything more than friendly love. Although you hate to break the news to him, you think it's best to do it quickly, so you call him down to the spot by the stream, asking to talk to him for a bit.

He quickly makes his way to the meeting point, as if he's a puppy running to his owner. As you see his soft smile shining at you, you feel a lump swell in your throat. He finds a nice rock to sit on and asks you to sit with him. You refuse, as standing permits you the ability to escape quickly in case your answer causes issues.

"Taeyang, I can't date you. It took me a while to pinpoint how I feel for you, but I think it's best we remain friends. I don't think I can reciprocate the feelings you have for me. I'm really sorry." You admit, fidgetting as an excuse to avoid meeting his gaze.

"That's okay, Y/N. I'm not going to try to force you to fall for me. I mean, I should hope I know how hard it is to fall in love." Surprisingly, he responds simply, taking the rejection far better than you imagined.

"Are you sure you're okay? You don't need to force yourself to be. If you need space from me or comfort or anything, just ask me."

His lips curl up as he forces down a laugh, "Well, I'm not sure I'd call this okay, but it feels sorta numb. I don't know what I need, frankly. Just don't ditch me; Don't leave me in the past simply because of my feelings for you."

You explain that you won't ever be that person, and you sit with him in silence for a bit longer before he stands and decides to head home. He thanks you for letting him know your answer so quickly, hugs you, and walks away. You watch him leave and notice his posture change after a few seconds. Seeing his slouched posture, paired with some clear huffs, your heart breaks again as you recognize that he's crying now that he thinks you can't see.

Other than the remaining dance lessons and a touch-up tattoo appointment, you and Taeyang don't talk very often. In fact, a couple of years pass before you see him again. Donning an oversized hoodie, he calls out to you as you pass him on the street. Turning around to see who called you, you're greeted by a long-forgotten but familiar smile that brings a messy bundle of feelings into your chest. Your name in his mouth rushes memories back into your mind, and you don't know how to respond.

"Y/N! Hey, it's been a while. I'm sorry I kinda ghosted you after everything. It took a lot longer to move on than I expected. Care to get a coffee or something and catch up?"

"Uh, yeah, sure, let's do that. I want to hear how you've been."

Eventually, he notices your engagement ring, and the heartbreaking numbness returns to him after years of being free of it. You see this reaction reach his eyes, making them lose their once-everlasting glimmer as he asks about the lucky partner. The lump from your chest catches itself in your throat, and you feel tears force themselves into your eyes. Trying to hide your reaction, you take a sip of your drink, clear your throat, and explain that you met someone while getting a tattoo. Suddenly, the painful irony of the situation hits you like a truck, and you can't help but ask about the tattoo you gave him.

"It's still my only one, but I've made sure to take good care of it. Every time I see it, it reminds me of you and all those memories we made. It's a weird feeling, having a permanent reminder of my first love on my body. I guess it just hoards all sorts of meanings within its ink." He awkwardly laughs off his comment, but it makes the tears fall from your eyes despite your best efforts to keep them in.

"Don't cry! Y/N, what's wrong? Is it me? I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything upsetting by my words. It's interesting, but I don't mind remembering you. There are so many good memories-"

"No, no. I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying. I think there's just a lot of emotions overwhelming me. I'm happy to see you again and grateful that you're doing well, but everything hits at once. And with me just getting engaged only a few days before, it feels like some sick, twisted fate to meet you randomly now, out of nowhere. I- I don't know. I'm sorry."

After your tears dry and you regain control over your emotions, Taeyang explains the past few years he's had. He hopped around on personal jobs after finding private training more to his taste, and he only returned to the city a week ago, giving himself a much-deserved break from work. Although he hasn't found anyone else he loves as much as he loves to dance - and loved you - he boasts about wooing people around the world with his beauty and graceful storytelling within his dance. He goes so far as to show you a picture of his award for best original choreography. Engraved on the trophy, the title of his art, "A Permanent Reminder" gives you more than enough background for the story he conveyed to win.

As you part ways once again, your hand hovers over the tattoo your now-fiance did for you: a twist of flowers in the shape of a music note, sitting within the shape of the sun. You couldn't bring yourself to tell him that you met your future partner due to wanting a tattoo to remind yourself of the man you fell for too little too late.

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juuuuuoh · 6 months

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파리의 낭만 - 유태양

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rokuyeol · 2 years

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#saw this on pinterest now i dont know what to do w myself #sf9 #sf9 yoo taeyang #yootaeyang #taeyang #taeyang icons #sf9 taeyang

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blu-joons · 2 years

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First Kiss ~ Yoo Taeyang

You smiled anxiously across at Taeyang as he walked back into the living room to find you sat still on the sofa, taking a nervy sip from your glass of wine before placing it down on the table in front of you, just in time as Taeyang sat himself back down beside you.

There was a little bit of awkwardness between you both after the end of your film, Taeyang didn’t want you to go home just yet, offering to keep you there for as long as possible, enjoying your company like he always did.

“Do you want to watch something else?” He asked, glancing across at you. There had been mumblings of feelings between the two of you for weeks, creating a growing divide in your friendship as neither of you wanted to talk about it.

“I think it would be a good idea, we can’t exactly sit here in silence,” you slightly laughed.

Taeyang nodded in agreement, “what is going on between us Y/N? This is ridiculous.”

He had hoped inviting you over would help to make life a little bit easier for you both, but instead it just felt like it made things worse. Seeing each other stirred up plenty of feelings for you both, some wanting to scream about how you felt, the others trying to get you to keep pretending.

“I’m guessing that the boys keep speaking to you too,” he whispered as you remained silent, turning everything off to focus on you.

“I’ve heard a few things about you, and a few things about me.”

You tried your best to push what the boys were saying to you to the back of your mind, convincing yourself that they were causing up trouble. After so many years together, you couldn’t imagine Taeyang wanting to risk your friendship for something that might not come true, the last thing he’d ever want to do was completely lose you.

“I bet I can read your mind,” Taeyang responded, resting his head in his hand, “you like me, don’t you? That’s why you’re struggling to speak to me right now.”

“And if I did, would you like me back, or would it be one-sided?”

A sigh came from Taeyang as he looked away from your eyes, giving himself a moment to ponder. He couldn’t lie, of course, he liked you after so many years of friendship, but whether a relationship would be a step too far, Taeyang didn’t know.

He’d had the boys in his ear for weeks like you had, trying their best to assure him that it would be a good idea. Taeyang knew you well enough to know what you wanted by the look in your eyes, but whether he was as transparent, was enough matter altogether. You could read nothing from Taeyang, which only frightened you even more.

“It wouldn’t be one-sided,” he finally replied back to you, knowing that as he listened to his heart there was only one direction that he wanted to go in. “I’d be stupid to ever not want to be with you, wouldn’t I? This isn’t a friendship, at least not for me, and I hope not for you either.”

It was exactly what you needed to hear to finally be able to let your heart settle, relieved more than anything else that you hadn’t thrown yourself in at the deep end only for Taeyang to stay shallow.

The smile on your face that was growing was the perfect reassurance for Taeyang too. “Where do we go from here?” You chuckled back across to him nervously.

“That depends, where would you like for us to go from here?”

“We shouldn’t be making this so awkward, we’re not strangers.”

“Let’s just do what feels right,” Taeyang suggested, “we should clear the air and be as we normally are, and for me, there only feels like one possible way for us to be able do that.”

You looked to Taeyang with intrigue as he shuffled a little bit closer towards him. You had no idea what he was thinking, for all of the times you had been able to pick up on how he was feeling, this time around you were simply stuck.

“If we’re really going to make a go of things, I think that we should just kiss,” he suddenly announced, terrified to look across to you and see how you would react to his suggestion.

There was no reaction from you at all though as you tried to process what it was that you had heard Taeyang say. A part of you felt as if you were stuck in some sort of dream, wondering how your night had managed to flip so quickly.

After a bit of thought, your head nodded, “I think that would be a good idea.”

A chuckle of surprise came from Taeyang, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time,” he admitted, shyly looking across at you, coyer than you had ever seen him before.

Taeyang didn’t want to end up changing your mind, or see you do the same, quickly leaning forwards and closing the distance between you both for the very first time.

“It’s funny, as a best friend, you’ve always had a face that I’d like to punch for being annoying, and now here I am wanting to kiss you,” you joked.

“I’m trying to create a romantic mood, stop ruining it.”

“Sorry,” you laughed, “I’m just not used to any of this.”

Before you could speak again, Taeyang made his move and pressed a kiss to your lips, cupping the side of your face with his hand. It was a kiss that could only be described as perfection for you both until Taeyang pulled back away.

“I’m glad I did that,” he whispered as soon as his lips left yours, keeping the close distance between the two of you.

Your head nodded in agreement with him, taking a moment to compose yourself as you felt your heart flutter, seeing a new side of Taeyang in his eyes that you had never seen before.

“I’m glad you did that too,” you replied to Taeyang after taking a couple of moments to yourself, “if anything I’m annoyed that we didn’t do it sooner, even though that would have meant actually listening to the boys.”

“I’m dreading seeing their faces when we tell them,” Taeyang chuckled back to you, leaning a little further back to be able to see the smile on your face, “they’ll be the first ones to tell us how much time we’ve wasted.”

“Or we’ve just got plenty of time to make up for.”

“I like your thinking,” Taeyang cheered, reminding himself yet again why he shared such an incredibly close bond with you, “I can think of several things for the two of us to do to make up for all of that time too.”

The corners of your mouth turned up even further, feeling your heart race around Taeyang as if it was your very first time seeing him.

“Do you think you’d be happier staying the night now?”

“I think so,” you smiled in reply, taking a look around the room, “you’re not still going to make me sleep on the sofa, are you? I think we’re a little bit past the stage of having sleepovers between us, don’t you?”

“You’re definitely not on the sofa tonight.”

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