Y/N-

I felt a sense of comfort and warmth as Tzuyu and I settled into the living room, her eyes wide as she admired the house.

"Wow, Y/n," she said, looking around, clearly impressed. "This place is beautiful! And look at all the cozy little touches—you've made it really feel like home."

I smiled, my cheeks warming a little. "It's mostly Taehyung's doing, honestly. He wanted everything to feel perfect for us."

She shot me a playful look as we settled onto the couch, crossing her legs and leaning in with a mischievous grin. "So, how's everything going, Mrs. Kim?"

I rolled my eyes, but I could feel a smile tugging at my lips. "Oh, shut up," I said, nudging her lightly. "Everything's fine. Things have been... good. Really good, actually."

She let out a laugh. "Oh, I see. Just 'good'? Come on, Y/n, I know you. You look happy—really happy." She waggled her eyebrows in a way that only Tzuyu could, making me burst into laughter. It was nice, talking about this with her, even though I wasn't entirely sure how to describe the subtle changes happening in my life.

"Fine," I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Yes, I'm happy. Taehyung's been incredibly understanding, and things between us have been comfortable. I wasn't expecting it to feel like this, so... easy."

"Aw, that's so sweet," she cooed, placing her hand on her heart. "I'm happy for you, Y/n. Really, I am. You deserve someone who treats you well and sees you for who you are."

Hearing that from her made my chest feel a little lighter. "Thank you, Tzuyu. It's... been an adjustment, but I think I'm settling in." I looked around, feeling grateful for how things were falling into place, slowly but surely.

She gave me a knowing smile. "I can see that. You're practically glowing."

"Stop it," I groaned, laughing at her teasing. "You're getting too carried away." But part of me knew she was right. There was a new kind of happiness in my life—something subtle yet powerful. Living with Taehyung had brought a new sense of calm, a warmth I hadn't known I'd needed.

Tzuyu's expression softened, and her teasing faded as she looked at me with genuine affection. "Honestly, Y/n, I'm so glad to see you this happy. You deserve this. After everything, it's nice to see you with someone who appreciates you."

Her words struck a chord with me, filling me with a bittersweet nostalgia. I remembered how broken I'd felt not too long ago, unsure if I could move forward. But Taehyung had brought a new light into my life, one that I hadn't expected but now couldn't imagine living without.

"Thanks, Tzuyu," I said quietly, appreciating her words. "I never thought I'd find myself here, you know? It's surreal sometimes."

We sat in comfortable silence for a moment before she spoke again, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Okay, tell me—any cute couple stories? I know you must have a few by now."

"Oh, no, no," I protested, laughing as I tried to brush it off. But Tzuyu wouldn't let it go.

"Oh, come on! I'm your best friend—I deserve to know at least one adorable story."

I sighed, but a smile crept onto my face as I thought about the little things Taehyung did, the small gestures that showed he cared. "Okay, fine. There's this thing he does every morning. He insists on making us both coffee, and he always remembers how I like mine, even if I don't have to ask. And he leaves a little note next to it—something like 'Have a great day' or 'You look beautiful today.' It's... sweet."

Tzuyu clasped her hands together, practically melting. "See? That's the kind of thing I mean! He sounds so thoughtful. And it seems like he really cares about making you happy."

"Yeah," I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat up. "He really does. I don't think I've ever met anyone like him."

She grinned, nudging me again. "That's because he's probably one of a kind."

As we continued to chat, I found myself opening up more, telling her about how thoughtful Taehyung was, how he always seemed to know what I needed without me having to ask. He'd been there for me on days when I was tired, cooking dinner or making sure I had everything I needed. It was the kind of partnership I hadn't realized I'd wanted, but now that I had it, I couldn't imagine life any other way.

Before long, Tzuyu had a glimmer in her eye. "Alright, last question—and you don't have to answer if it's too personal, but... do you think you might be falling for him?"

Her question took me by surprise, and I found myself blinking, trying to process the weight of her words. Had I considered it? The thought had lingered in my mind, in quiet moments, but I hadn't allowed myself to fully confront it. Did I feel something more for him, beyond friendship, beyond respect?

"I... I don't know," I replied honestly, trying to find the right words. "I mean, I care about him a lot. He's... become a big part of my life, in ways I hadn't expected. But love? I think... it might be too soon to say."

Tzuyu nodded, understanding. "Hey, no rush. It's only been a month, after all. But Y/n, from what you've told me, it sounds like you're on the right path. Sometimes, love starts quietly, growing in the background before you even realize it's there."

Her words gave me something to think about, and I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness at the possibility. Could I fall in love with Taehyung? Could this be the beginning of something even more beautiful?

Before she left, Tzuyu hugged me tightly. "I'm really, truly happy for you, Y/n. No matter what happens, I'll always be here to support you."

I hugged her back, feeling grateful for her friendship and the stability she brought to my life. "Thank you, Tzuyu. I don't know what I'd do without you."

As she left, I found myself sitting alone, reflecting on everything we'd talked about. A sense of peace washed over me, and I couldn't help but feel hopeful. Whatever the future held, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be. And for now, that was enough.

As the days passed, I found myself revisiting Tzuyu's words more often than I'd like to admit. They lingered, echoing in my mind like a soft melody, urging me to consider something I hadn't let myself feel before. Could I truly be falling for Taehyung? The thought left me warm and hopeful yet undeniably anxious. I hadn't planned on letting myself feel this way again, especially after everything with Jungkook. But with Taehyung, something felt different. There was a sense of comfort, a shared understanding, and—though I hadn't admitted it to anyone—something that felt a lot like happiness.

As I moved through our daily routines, these thoughts started to reshape the way I saw him. Each time Taehyung did something kind or thoughtful, I felt my heart react, as if finally letting down its guard. He didn't just care about my well-being; he went out of his way to make me feel special in a way that seemed almost effortless.

I remembered one evening just last week, when we were working late on a project deadline. I had been so focused on my screen, overwhelmed by details, that I hadn't noticed how late it had gotten. Suddenly, Taehyung appeared beside me with a cup of tea and a snack he'd put together. "I thought you might need a break," he'd said softly, his smile gentle as he placed the cup beside me.

"Thank you," I'd replied, touched by the gesture. And when I looked up, our eyes met, and something passed between us, a quiet understanding, a warmth that seemed to glow even in the fluorescent office lighting.

And it wasn't just in moments like that. When I woke up in the morning and saw his side of the bed neatly made, or when I saw his little notes tucked next to my coffee cup, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He was always attentive, whether it was making sure I ate properly or remembering things about me that I hadn't thought twice about. It was as if he knew me better than I knew myself, like he'd memorized every little detail, every preference.

Tzuyu's words floated back to me then, reminding me of that evening we'd spent together. I had shrugged off her teasing, thinking it was just her usual banter. But now, looking at the little things Taehyung did, I couldn't deny it any longer. Maybe she'd seen what I hadn't been willing to acknowledge.

Now, whenever I thought about him, my lips curled up in an uncontrollable smile, and I couldn't ignore the warmth that seemed to spread from my chest, filling me with a quiet joy. Was this what falling in love felt like? It was different from anything I'd felt before—so gentle and natural, like slipping into something that had been waiting for me all along.

There was something else, though, something that hadn't occurred to me until now. If I was falling for him, then I was opening myself up to vulnerability again, to letting someone else see the real me—the one I often kept hidden. The realization was both exhilarating and terrifying, and I didn't quite know how to feel about it.

That night, as I lay in bed, I found myself wide awake, thoughts of Taehyung occupying my mind. I couldn't shake off the image of his smile, the warmth of his presence, the way he always seemed to understand me without a word. For the first time, I allowed myself to imagine a future with him, a real future where we were together, not just as companions or partners, but as something deeper.

When I finally closed my eyes, I felt a deep sense of peace wash over me. It was as if my heart had finally settled into a rhythm it had been searching for all along.

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