#taeminxreader

You’re not one to often involve yourself in your boyfriends work. It’s a little weird at times, because you remember that your Taemin, the one who is loved by you, is also loved by so many others. You admit that it’s a little hard having to share, but it’s something that you’re willing to do as long as he remains yours.

You really have no clue about anything regarding the idol world, except for the fact that there’s a lot of work involved. You knew this for the first time when Taemin had come over, practically collapsing on your bed with exhaustion seeping through his skin. It hurt to see him work himself down to the bone, and this just gave a glimpse of what he would do for the next few years. It’s not like you didn’t remind him every chance you got to be careful, to not overwork himself. But you knew Taemin, and you also knew how damn stubborn he was when he set his mind on something. You often think that it’s a curse, but he’d probably just laugh and tell you that it’s a blessing.

Whenever Taemin has a solo comeback, it always tends to hit him the hardest. He feels like he needs to work more, eat less, exercise, dance, record and everything else in between. He stresses himself out to the point of passing out on the couch when he returns to their home (if he’s not out of the city, that is). You try your best to help, but sometimes you can’t help but feel a little hopeless when he doesn’t show any signs of wanting to fix this deathly routine of his. He always brushes you off and tells you that he’s fine, but deep down you know that whatever this is, it isn’t helping his health one bit.

You stir slightly in your sleep, brows knitted together as you feel the bed dip with a new added weight. You don’t have enough time to get out of your groggy state, because the next thing you know you’re being pulled into the arms of your boyfriend.

“Hey,” the word leaves his lips in a soft murmur, fingertips leaving feather like touches along the female’s hipbone. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”

You take this time to adjust your body as he speaks, making a few small noises of recognition. “mm, it’s okay…” you mutter, nose nuzzling against his neck. He sighs at this, teeth latching onto his bottom lip briefly. “I don’t sleep that well without you anyway.”

Taemin laughs lowly, the sound getting lost as he buries his face into the strands of your hair, pulling your body flush against his. “I’m sorry, princess. I’ll try to get home faster.” He pauses. “I don’t want you to lose your rest over me; you need your sleep.”

You mumble a reply incoherently, your boyfriend’s attention perking up as he asks you to repeat yourself. You hesitate, but decide you might as well. It’s been on your mind for a while, and there wouldn’t really be any harm done either.

“I-,” you frown, peeking up a little as he looks at you expectantly. “I just, I feel like you’ve been working yourself so hard lately. And it always happens whenever you have a comeback…” you notice that your boyfriend opens his mouth to say something, but you cover it instead.

“Let me finish,” you warn lightheartedly, hoping to take some of the edge off of this conversation. “I don’t know, I guess that it just hurts me because I hate seeing you always exhausted and I want you to be happy and healthy. Whenever you come home and you can barely move—I don’t know, I just worry.”

The moonlight reflects the light off of Taemin’s face, creating a soft glow as you look up at him.

“What?” You murmur, now just a little embarrassed as his gaze remains trained on you. You’re about to say something when he stops you, cupping your cheeks and peppering kisses all over your face. You whine, and he only laughs, his lips brushing against your crown.

“I just, really love you,” Taemin says, albeit a little breathlessly. The smile on his face is beautiful, a feature that has always been your favorite since the day you met him. It still sends your heart race to an unbelievable speed, just like now as he confesses to you.

“Do you promise to quit working yourself so hard?” You pipe up shyly, lips tugging up into a warm smile.

“I promise, baby.”

“And I love you too.”

You and Taemin haven’t talked for a few weeks (which is crazy, to say the least). It’s hard to place your finger on when it exactly started, but it was mostly because of some pent up anger that was bound to be released at some point. It didn’t help that you two also never got time alone together, and one of you were always off working. It was getting to the point where even phone calls weren’t an option anymore. There was just no time. It’s a Thursday morning when the long silence is finally broken; your phone buzzing from the text message that had just been received. You feel a small frown tug at your lips, but nonetheless take the device into your hands and unlock it. It surprises you to see a message from your boyfriend waiting there, your fingers not moving fast enough for you to open it. ‘I’m sorry…’ The text, though short and simple, causes your heart to ache tremendously. You feel an awful amount of guilt for even allowing things to get to this point, which, shouldn’t have even happened in the first place. Just as you’re about to send an apology back and explain how much you missed him, your phone vibrates again, signaling another message. Your eyebrows knit together in slight confusion, unsure until your eyes scan over what your boyfriend had sent. ‘I can’t wait to come home and see you, baby. God, I want you so badly.’ Your mouth runs a little dry, tongue peeking out slightly to wet your lips. With your heartbeat quickening, it doesn’t take you long to reply to his messages. ‘And I’ll be here waiting for you.’

imagine taemin surprising you at home early from shinee's tour, spoiling you with kisses and his affection because he missed you so much-

I've started a new college!AU taemin/reader and I've been getting good feedback, so I guess I'll share it with all of you!

PWP. Inspired by Beyonce's 'Yonce/Partition'. Enjoy!