#taekeofyourclothes

it was late at night and you were dressed up, you had your makeup done and your hair up - why? well reasoned by the invitation taehyung sent earlier asking you to accompany him to someplace undisclosed and requested verbatim "get dolled up, beautiful." you brought the little purse your boyfriend had gifted you during your first monthsary as a loving couple and you placed in your wallet, your small fix-up kit, and then your phone; though you had to bring it back out after receiving a notification coming from.. you guessed it.

honey, i'm outside ;)

the little wink made you chuckle slightly before you placed your phone back in the small purse, you rushed to your apartment door turning the knob open and finally meeting his gorgeous face again, he was standing legs crossed with one hand in the pocket of his dress pants and the other holding his phone until you opened the door then he tilt his head up to you almost immediately burying his phone in his other pocket; laying all his attention on you - having his face shift from a blank expression into one that was delighted to see the love of their life. "where are you taking me, tae?" you'd ask him delicately whilst you close the door behind you, to which he snaked his arm around your waist with a smug look on his face then replying with an ambiguous "you'll see."

the two of you walk down side by side to the lobby then exit your apartment building as he leads you to the parking lot where he had his suv patiently waiting, taehyung's arm sadly had to leave your waist to have his hand hold the door open for you.. damn his gentleman character, but it was fine; after you had settled in the front seat of his elegant vehicle he paced to the drivers seat and started the ride quick. having no idea or clue where he'd be taking you though with no intentions of prying in respect of the element of surprise the two of you enjoy, you simply relax and wait for the destination's plans to come to you and not you come to it. his hands turned the radio on having it play some blues that set the mood just right before holding your hands over the beverage holder with the two of you simultaneously humming to the song that was playing with you admiring his side view similarly to the way you always do no matter which view you would look at as he drove into the night knowing he was yours and he'd call you "mine." also that you'd be happy to go wherever he'd go as he would be with you.

it felt almost eternal this trip though you didn't mind, but the drive slowly reached it's finish as taehyung steadily parks the car. he stopped the music and stationed his car, the two of you letting go again as he exits the vehicle and ran over to your side to open the door slightly separating you both with his hand out for you that you glady accept and hand in hand again he brings you to the entrance of this bar that had some lively music playing inside that was yearning to be heard outside, he pushes the door open for you with a playful "m'lady" having you giggle, the sweet noise tugging at his heartstrings... after entering the establishment you realize that "is this a date, taehyung?" you query him with a knowing brow raised, "however did you figure it out, y/nie" he sarcastically answered forming a smile on his face then suddenly composing himself to be serious then asks you simply "what do you think?" you look around to see aged couples happily dancing together, one or two couples your age fine dining with love in their eyes, and musicians playing your favorite melodies with such grace and talent, you look back at your boyfriend who was intently waiting for an answer; whom was chewing his bottom lip with anticipation. "i love it, tae." you respond with a smile - your free hand brushing the hair behind his head proudly, giving him chills.

after coming back from his high of feeling like a great boyfriend, taehyung brings you to a vacant table and holds out your seat waiting for you to sit down and proper settle to officially begin this date. as you both comfortably lounge in your seats across each other he hands you a small box wrapped by a cute ribbon of your favorite color, you're feeling slightly emotional by his sweetness telling him "you didn't have to, babe..." tearing up slightly already as you open up the box and find a gorgeous silver ring - you look up to him with surprise and "are you sure about this?" in your eyes meeting his filled with longing and hope.. "y/nie, you know how i love you." you did, in this relationship you had for almost a year you knew all too well. "in this nearly a year time we've been together, it feels as though i've known you forever." the music slowly transitioned to something slow and more intimate. "i don't wanna rush you, this ring i'm giving you is a promise. it's a promise that someday when we're ready i'll marry you and be with you for this life and the next and the following and all times." you're tearing up already, you'd just been 10 minutes inside this place and you're already crying how adorable he thought. he moves near you, both his hands hold your face brushing your tears away with his thumbs. "my y/nie it's okay, it's okay. i'm here, i'll always be." his hand brushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear as he holds yours to wear his promise ring - you both rushed to passionately embrace each other.

the moment ends rather leisurely, it probably would've lasted evermore if the waiter hadn't coughed to get your attention and hand in two fancy wine glasses and one bottle of merlot in the house. you both thanked the hardworking attendant and then enjoyed the red beverage to celebrate the beauteous romance you shared, cheers after cheers the two of you talked of what the future will be like, exchanged cheesy lovey-dovey flirty lines such as "are you a time traveler? because i can't imagine a future without you in it." said taehyung with the most ridiculous yet attractive smolder that brings flynn riders' to shame.

"are you my anxiety? because you make my heart race ;)" you ironically shamelessly say to his face making him laugh, the sound boosting your serotonin then he says after picking himself up from falling even more for you, "ahem.. you like jazz, m'lady?" how smooth of him you thought, you watch as he stands up and side steps while snapping to the lively jazz playing in the background; holding his hand out again for you to join him join the rest of the dancing couples which you would be hysterical to decline - you both closely sway to the rhythm intimately having his arms around your waist and your hands around his shoulders. "move closer y/nie, you smell fantastic." inviting you to eliminate the space with your foreheads touching and your noses bumping and your lips mere inches apart. the music was slow jazz and dreamy, you close your eyes living in the moment.. you've never felt happier. kim taehyung, made you the happiest and you whether you knew made him much happier. he raises his head slightly to kiss your nose that lasted a few seconds, and he returned to the prior position your faces were in and you both swayed to the music, your souls getting lost in the melodious sounds and intertwining as one, with the promise of forever embedded in your love as the two of you slow dance in the night.

the purple mixed with blue hues of smoke that clouded your gaze as your hips swayed to the sensual tunes being played by the dj, gave you a delicious taste of liberty - sad to say it would only be so quick, now that you're back here.. up on this stage, dolled-up and dancing for men that want nothing more than to fuck you senseless and leave you in tears - it was an infuriating truth really, but you've grown indifferent to the idea.

after having worked almost a year in this bar, you've slowly accepted that all of them were vile pieces of shit - no exceptions: not the bartender who was decent to you, not even your guy friends at school who respected what you had to do, most especially not the guys who insensitively teased you for it, and most especially not your favorite actor. no man will ever be good! at this point - jesus, the gays, and everyone else in time eventually fit into that "bad" mold you originally only made for men..

all the good in this world really just went poof and dissapeared, you could barely remember the last good thing that happened to you - the thought compels you to sigh as you take the last dip of your routine holding the pole that stood pristine, a cacophony of your male fans cheer watching their money that held on for dear life in your panties and giggle to themselves at the thought of having their hand so near the very thing they craved in life. you give them one last finger bite you'd know they'd go insane for, before the lights shut down and you hurriedly collect the money that fell from your skimpy underwear to then head into the makeup room where the rest of the girls are heavily breathing.

"you good, girl?" sweetest girl in this hellhole, gigi asked you with a hand on your hip - look of genuine concern colored her eyes.. "always mommy." the indirect response making her snort and playfully roll her eyes, "oh y/n.. i can't with you!" she feigned annoyance while simultaneously gently handing you a glass of water and rubbing your back in comfort, you graciously accepted and took a few deep breaths in.

a few beats pass and you feel that same feeling you did again on stage gradually embrace you, having you at ease until you hear that stingy and irritating voice of your manager - "wake up, mathilda. you have a regular waiting in room 3. go, now." the name no longer confused you, and you were back to the same bold person on stage - you rushed a thankful adieu to gigi for her kind gift of hydration before rushing to the room where he had probably been waiting for you awhile.

you open the door to see an old face, speak of the devil - it's taehyung. "hey mathilda." he says manspreading, his shirt opened with a hand holding a glass of recioto; eyes tinted with fond longing, tinted with dark longing. "taehyung.. you've come to see me.. again." he chuckles at this, "why? you tired of me already, mattie?" you smirk but internally flush at his poisonous charms.

"i'd never be tired of you, taehyung." you neared him with a coy look and lied, but the light that dimmed in his eyes told you he knew; sipping the red wine wistfully. "i've always been honest with you, mat. why do you like lying to me, even your name - mathilda, is that even your real name? are you even my good little girl?" his breath reeked of more than the wine as he dared to almost kiss you, lips inches apart itching to wrap in each others warmth.

"me? taehyungie.. i don't like lying to you.. i love it." you'd cockily admit, which made him raise a brow - the very last sip of his wine slipping into his lips down his throat, you were envious of that red liquid; oh how you wished it was you instead.. which you wanted badly, driving you to add more fuel to the fire:

"and yes i am your good little girl.." he places down now empty glass, a subtle smile and a light pink colors his cheeks though his true feelings are unclear with his eyes looking away from you, this only moves you to continue:

"my name? you're right, it's not mathilda.." his eyes return to look at you with his favorite coy expression painted on your face he yearned to look at for the rest of his lifetime.

"hey daddy, i'm y/n. it's nice to finally meet you." a beat passes. "taehyungie? daddy? you naughty little girl." you smile devilishly, the smile everyone loved but him, taehyung for one was extremely infatuated by it - by your entirety.

another beat passes and he brings himself to question you: "if i asked you to, would you kiss me?" the two of you looked down the near proximity between your lips.

"if you asked, i would have to call security." you reminded him of the no touching policy, you attempt to remain indifferent but failing to do so as he adorably pouted and looked away, bringing you to smile adoringly - taehyung circles the room distancing from you, it's a little pang to the heart but it wasn't like the many small pains that hurt you greatly more than once before - it was a pain you pathetically enjoyed, though it killed you to admit it.

"strip." taehyung demanded, his voice husky and soothing to which you proudly obliged. his first official request, no what ifs or could you's - you wondered where he'd find the balls to finally ask of you to properly do your job, amusing yourself whilst you amuse him.

the color of the brunette's eyes saturate beholding your stature, astonished at the perfection you are. you fail not to blush at this but grandly he was too fixated on your beauty to notice, it was an odd feeling that has never occured before which had you fear the sentiment but also compare it to the freedom you felt slightly on that stage realizing how similar it was. his hands hover over the curves of your figure fighting the urge to hold you, love you, and touch you, he couldn't risk being discarded now that he's seen this piece of art he could not bring himself to stop looking at.

you let the feeling finally take over and the ecstatic embrace of freedom breaks you from all burdens and you open up to taehyung like the previous sessions he's had with you, you touched his chest feeling him and your eyes meet with equivalent hunger. the green light entices you to inch closer and closer with no more regard for company policy and the two of you finally kiss.

you could no longer remember what happened next - it was all a blur, but that feeling of freedom remains embedded to every inch in your body. mostly now, that taehyung holds you in his arms like he wanted to protect you from all the bad things in the world, like he'd probably always dreamed of; the way you'd dream of one day being held by someone. and you loved that, you treasured resting on his chest looking up to his peacefully slumbering visage and feeling content as you realize that even with the existence of bad men there's taehyung to alleviate the thoughts of them and help you escape.

he was no different from the men that wished to bed you in the eyes of others really, but to you... he has made you rethink of this idea you set on men, he had made you feel real, and taehyung was first to actually do so. you'd like to stray from his arms now, but you'd love to stay.. and so you close your eyes and almost levitate from the rebirth of life in your body that he's allowed you to feel again in so long.

"you're the prettiest man!" you'd compliment taehyung, a giggle bursts out his mouth as he snuggled near you - "and you, y/nie - you are my pretty woman!" he breathes softly to your neck. the memory is a bittersweet melancholic dream he has, and he awakes no longer having you nearby.

taehyung's spotify is currently playing gnash's i hate you, i love you on a loop since forever, the lyrics "do you miss me like i miss you?" and "feeling used, but i'm missing you.." i miss you? the three words that formed a cacophony of memories with you in his mind,

"i hate u, i love u" wasn't even the only song he'd been listening to the last couple months - he had created a playlist with almost a thousand songs that reminded him of you - filled with songs that he remembered you said were your favorites, songs that just perfectly described you like "dress" by taylor swift or "close to you" by the carpenters.

it's been awhile since the mutual break up yet despite taehyung's positive assurance to his friends of his wellbeing.. would you really say someone who has barely moved in their apartment, been listening to a spotify playlist of breakup angsty songs, been crying themselves to sleep at the memory of the split where they had to feign "being fine" to subside the increasingly heartbreaking effect you had on him and appear cool.. yeah taehyung was very much: not fine.

ever since he'd just been scrolling your profile and losing his mind noticing you had deleted all your photos together, and seeing the new ones with your new guy friend.. "who the hell was he? and why was he so close to you? and god damn how beautiful you looked", taehyung thought. not realizing his fingers due to reflex double tapping the photos, the notification reaching your cell.

"@ thv liked your photos. 19s"

"@ thv liked your video. 12s"

taehyung only realized when he received a message from you, and he panicked apologizing repeatedly - unnecessarily providing reasons such as "i just was spamming my feed and your photos happen to be here" and yada yada yada, your nonchalant response of an "ok" leaving him flabbergasted. he let a beat pass before sending you a bold text saying "are you thinking about me?" the text made you scoff, but you weren't taken aback that much.. you always adored taehyung's daring character, adored it so much it began to irk you until it hurt you and you hurt him. the relationship ending was for the better, the break up was mutual - and so you left him on read.

taehyung sighs at this, and everyday is the same as today. with him stalking your page, watching you rise and thrive without him - he learns to love you like this, from a far.. until he accepts that it was over and that you were no longer his pretty woman.

at the back of your mind, there'll always be that voice repeatedly reminding you of how worthless and pathetic you come across. thoughts that'd revoke the smile on your face and dissolve your passionate outlook on the world, it was a conundrum - having plentiful ambition yet lacking the capacity to obtain even a miniscule taste of your dreams. you could even say it was paradoxical for it truly was - however, all of these insecurities and uneasiness.. they all seem to dissipate each time taehyung was around, he'd ease all your worries somehow as if they never were there every damn time.

and the more he continued to be next to you had you in a world of no more worrying about how you came across, it had you living in heaven on earth and you couldn't be more grateful. and it's so wonderful to look back on how back then you'd be choking on all these impossible ideas of yourself - ones that forced to put you in a high above everything else pedestal that nobody asked of you but yourself, ones that said you had to look a certain way that your hair had to look like this and your body should look like that when in truth the only people who'd give a single care about that was nobody. and god, it took you so long to realize that - but thank god, for helping you see it finally just with a little help from a loving friend like taehyung.

it was funny now but it warms your heart in pride how you went from that dark place in your life to getting back on your feet and freeing yourself of the chains that held you back from your truest self and you were glad alright to have him help you out with this journey, who would've thought it to go this way? it went from him talking to a brick wall to slowly hearing your silent voice hoping to be heard and him encouraging you to speak up to the brick wall with time breaking and being brought down to being together. you were worth it, he'd say - the man always had a way with his words. he scared off all your fears and proudly helped you carry all of your emotional baggage, he eased your heart to let you let yourself be open - it all came from a safe place, he loved you from the start and you loved him more. infact, you loved taehyung so so much - you had to open up yourself to the reality that he deserved better.

the idea baffled him, you were already the best. you were the one for him, you were the love of his life, and you were y/n - his forever ride. and you were so heartbroken to see that but you had to let him go, "don't push me away y/n... please." he begged on his knees teary-eyed, you tried to stand him up but taehyung wouldn't budge and so you had to kneel with him and hold his face to assure him.. "i'm not.. tae, you? i.. come on, i could never push you away.." you shake your head in full honestly looking deeply into his eyes where you could read how he'd lost you but he didn't.. he could never lose you.. "i'll always be here.. but you deserve more." he shook his head at that his eyes now spilling out tears so dissapointed in himself seeing you feel this way about your love, but he understood - this was who you are, he always did even if it didn't want it, because this wasn't about him. though it didn't hurt him to try say "you're more than e-enough, y/nie" he did his best not to stutter and smile knowing there'd be nothing to change your mind.. and nothing would, you love taehyung so much and it'll destroy you to see him get the love that he deserves but that was fine, you could say that's the greatest love of all... letting go.

this was for the best.

your words fall on deaf ears once again, and nguyheat repeats them verbatim, unable to read between the lines. "this is pointless," you snap, exasperated. "you always do this, nguyheat. i am stripped of everything, and you come here to chastise me with your pitiful excuse of a relationship!" his eyes flash with anger at this then moves with a menacing stride towards you, his towering figure intimidating. despite being together for almost three grhamemorian years, you knew this moment would be one of those memories that you'd dread remembering, it was as if it were a never-ending millennium on this desolate planet. you never thought you would fear nguyheat, your knight in shining armor, the one who'd always remember you if everyone forgot, the one who rescued you from agony when grhamemorians with unknown intentions tried to harm you, you've forgotten them for they were a long-gone thought until today which reminded you, these past few months have been cruel. your once-great planet is now ruled by a crooked monarchy that makes anyone who opposes them disappear in the blink of an eye - your family fell victim to their malfeasance. you can hardly remember the color of your mother's eyes. and now, even your love has become corrupt. all of this.. you've been trying to wrap your head around it and nguyheat being the last piece of this unbecoming puzzle, it was all an invitation.

to leave grhamemor, all of the happiness in your brain was dissipating by the second every single minute you lingered still on these melancholic grounds. "y-y/n.." his eyes pleading; reaching into yours touching the frontal cortex to attempt hindering these forming evocations of your new found fear of him only to fail, this new idea of him would forever be embedded in your memory and it had your hearts contorting into the most bizarre configurations from the most excruciating shapes and forms and it was the last straw, that was it - this would be the final curtain call. "get for me your memories of us, nguyheat. and forge new ones elsewhere." you tried to whisper but he refused to listen to that chant, he'd hug you for the last time.. and spoke softly into your ear "everything but that, honey... curse me, pain me, leave me, just please... i beg of you, don't ever forget me.." and he'd hold back his tears from trickling by closing his eyes but instead of looking at now, he'd look to see the you that wasn't scared of him - he stays in this dream leaving him oblivious of your departure from your togetherness as you ran and ran knowingly and were now outside in the public braver than ever and ready to take that leap of faith to disappear and to abandon home adieu. "GRHAMEMOR," your voice rings all throughout for all the world to hear you - "LIBERTY IS WITHIN US, NOT UPON US." and here it begins, grhamemorians paralleling your now former lovers action of listening with ears closed by opening their window to look at you and hear you out.. "LET US BRING JUSTICE AND ABOLISH THE MALVERSATION OF OUR CORRUPT GOVERNMEN!-" you were about to say when your sights begun blurring and the peoples noises roaring for your speech to continue slowly became this unnerving frequency and you find yourself in a glowing blue confinement of a room.

unsettling feelings seeped into your bones as you pick yourself up, feeling less lighter than normal and extremely uncomfortable - "good god this place was anything but grhamemor..." you thought in jittery, where the lleh were you? was this the after-life? was this white room that emitted a light blue glow the nevaeh your parents would always tell you about? all these thoughts tower higher and heavier on your shoulders compelling you to breathe out a sad sigh.. however despite the torpor feeling you were experiencing, you bring yourself to examine the chambers you find yourself in - bumping into multiple files that were named "project aigrette" with ebony bird feather doodles plaguing said folders and inside were perfectly written words in this upside-down lexicon of your very own tebahpla from grhamemor, after realizing so you learn of this new language and though there were new words from this text - there were perfectly detailed little scaled paintings beside the indented articles of exploration, usage of numbers in the millions to explain the planet's "weight and height", "the distance of this new planet from the sun", "its rotational axis" and whatnot, studies on this unnamed planet that just so happen to perfectly resemble yours.. does the afterlife really have to investigate your life after you had passed? what is the purpose of this nevaeh's curiousity of grhamemor, it had you in a daze truly - but you felt furthermore baffled as your curse of wondering lead you to continue dwelling on the subject of your home.. the scripts never went beyond grhamemorians all of this was just describing the surface level of your planet and how it was a "new discovery" despite grhamemor being a celestial body thats been existing since the beginning, but no in nevaeh for some reason it's named planet 72656D656D626572... "what a ridiculous name" you uttered in a low voice. y/n closes the files no longer wanting to entertain the curiousity in her head to then meet eyes with.. nguyheat? "how the hell did you get here?!" you both yelled in unison.. well nguyheat saying so backwards for some odd reason, "even in here, nguyheat? you really plan to torment me up to neveah!" you furiously raise the volume of your voice to be shushed by your approaching past lover? up closer he looks different.. "excuse me? i don't know who you are and what you think you're doing but i know well that you are trespassing my private quarters and you are illegally disclosing my classified research for unknown purposes which i can have you imprisoned for." he was not intimidating at all though, i mean he didn't have you at ease but his sternness was not something that had you feel guilty rather than fearful.