Sweden is a winter wonderland right now and I'm loving it

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Meanwhile Taehyung was chilling in the bath like some sort of God I apparently have to babysit, I decided to change his bedsheets as they probably haven't been changed these last couple of days. I also decided to throw in some clothes that seemed too used and left the basket filled with laundry in the laundry room. Afterwards I prepare some fresh clothes for him which I am now carrying into the bathroom. Before entering, I softly knock on the door twice to warn him that I'm coming in. I peak my head through the gap I opened to check if the coast was clear before letting my whole body inside. His eyes are closed and he seems to be sleeping soundly. My lips automatically curve into a smile as I approach him and carefully place the new clothes down on the lid of the toilet.

"Tae, are you awake?" I whisper carefully. His eyelids flutter open for a second but closes again right after, then he nods once. "We have to wash your hair," I tell him, making him open his eyes again. "So can you sit up a little more for a minute?"

He does what I say while I reach for the showerhead and turn the water on. Then I place it above his head with a slight angle and rinse his hair thoroughly. When his hair is all damp, I squeeze some shampoo onto the palm of my hand before dividing it evenly between both my hands. Then I gently starts massaging his scalp and hair, being careful not to let the lather get close to his eyes. I notice his shoulders relax as his body slump down lower into the warm water. A chuckle escapes my lips at the adorable sight. He really seems to enjoy this.

"Do you like it when someone massages your scalp?" I ask almost teasingly. He lets out a throaty, moan-like sound as he nods. And now my cheeks were of course flaming up because that sound he just made was really freakin hot.

"Apparently I do," he mumbles, his voice was extra deep and soft, causing shivers to spread across my arms and through my spine. I bite my lower lip to avoid inhuman noises to rumble in my throat because of how goddamn hot he sounded. It honestly amazed me how he always effortlessly managed to make my hormones go crazy.

After massaging the shampoo into his hair for roughly five minutes, I rinse the lather off making sure that the hair is completely clean.

"Okay I think you're clean now, so I'm going to empty the bath. But we have to rinse the foam off your body. Do you think you can do it yourself?" I ask him. He slowly shakes his head, indicating that his answer is no. I inwardly scream in agony, because this means that I have to be the one washing him. How the hell was I supposed to do that and not see his dong?! It was practically impossible.

Panic slowly starts crawling over my senses as I'm trying to figure out how to do this in the least embarrassing way possible. Then I got an idea.

"Alright. You turn on and off the water when I say so. I'm not going to look at you while I'm doing this so you obviously have to guide me. Got it?" I say with determination in my voice. He smirks amusingly at me. Oh I totally know what he's thinking. But I am not going to show any sign of weakness.

Without a word, I grab the showerhead and remove the plug so the water flows out through the drain. When the bathtub is halfway empty, I close my eyes and blindly search for his shoulder with my free hand. First I flinch when my hand gets in contact with his damp, warm skin, but quickly relax when I realize that I have found what I was looking for. I let my hand rest on the same place as I tell him to turn on the water. As my ears recognize the sound of water patter against skin and the metal of the tub, I start moving the head around while my other hand was travelling up towards his neck. Like this, I could easily navigate where the water was hitting him and thus letting me rinse his body completely.

"Did I miss a spot?" I ask after a while before asking him to turn off the water.

"Move your hand a little to the right and-"

Suddenly a gasp and a loud, echoey bang was heard, sounding like someone had punched the bathtub. I flinch at the sound as I let out a gasp, thinking that Taehyung had hurt himself or something.

"Are you okay? What happened?" I ask worriedly, my voice a bit shaky.

"N-nothing, just keep moving your hand to the right," he says, speaking with a shaky voice, and I immediately move the showerhead to the right as he told me to. I wonder what made him flinch like that.

"I think you can turn off the water now," I announce, as I put down the showerhead and turn around completely. Then I finally open my eyes and immediately starts searching for a towel to dry him with. I decided to bring two, just in case, and threw one to him. "Cover your front with that one, so I can dry your hair and back with this one," I instruct him, and he do as I say without complaint.

Drying him went pretty smooth, oddly enough, however I was thankful for it. But now came the hard part; getting him out of the tub.

"Okay let's get you up on three," I warn him as I place my hands on the side of his ribs again just underneath his armpits. "One... two... three."

I gather strength and slowly start pulling him upwards, while holding onto a towel to cover his entire back. With my eyes on the ceiling yet again, I help him getting one foot out of the tub after the other. We actually manage to get him out without any incidents this time, thank god.

"I brought you some new clothes. Please tell me you can put them on yourself?" I whine as I pick up the fresh set of clothes.

"I don't know... You gotta do it for me," he sighs, but letting out a cocky chuckle. I roll my eyes and pinch his arm. "Ouch!"

"Just put them on before I leave."

I hand him over the clean clothes one by one as he very slowly puts them on. Eventually he successfully put on his new boxers and sweatpants, but his torso remain exposed when we finally drop the towels. I raise my eyebrow at him.

"I need help with the shirt," he admits apologetically when he sees my suspicious expression. I roll my eyes for God knows how many times by now, and take a hold of the t-shirt.

"Turn around," I demand. He obeys and turn around to face me. My eyes immediately travel down to his abs without my permission, the sight causing me to bite my lower lip. I wonder how he would feel under the tips of my fingers... Immediately dismissing the thoughts, I lift my head to prevent the warmth to take over my body. Of course Taehyung is smirking at me, obviously noticing what his annoyingly perfect body was doing to me.

"What?" I ask after a moment of him staring intensely at me. He cocks his head to the side, still not breaking eye-contact.

"Did you just check me out?" he murmurs with clear amusement in his voice. I roll my eyes again, totally ignoring his question as I put the shirt over his head. All this while trying to calm my heart down to avoid getting a heart-attack from the nervousness he causes me.

When the shirt was successfully covering his upper body, my heart could finally relax again. But Taehyung kept eyeing me in a mocking manner, distracting me a little bit -- but I choose to ignore him .

"Let's get you something to eat," I suggest as I prepare my poor body to support him back into his bedroom.

"You ignored my question. Does that mean that you really checked me out?" he snickers beside me as we slowly make our way out of the bathroom. I sigh heavily, resisting the urge to drop him on the floor right then and there.

"Did I mention that you're a pervert?" I sarcastically question him.

"Says the one drooling over my abs." I could hear the level of amusement in his voice, which caused my insides to bubble with both annoyance and embarrassment. It was really tempting to poison his soup at this moment. To be completely honest with myself though; I knew that he was right. But what kind of sane person would not stare at someone as breathtaking as him?

"Don't flatter yourself, I wasn't that impressed," I retort with a grin. Taehyung reacts with a gasp.

"Pfft, sure you weren't."

"The only thing that impressed me is the fact that you haven't married yourself yet."

"Oh it's not just my confidence," he murmurs while lifting a finger up to my cheek before poking it, "your cheeks reveals how you really feel."

These damn cheeks I swear to god.

"Jerk..." I mutter quietly to myself, but apparently loud enough for him to snicker evilly beside me in response. In that exact moment we managed to reach the bed and reacting on pure impulse; I quickly let myself go from him. This resulted in him stumbling forward, losing balance and full on fall forward only to face-plant on top of the bed, then rolling off the edge and graciously collide with the floor. And I of course did what any sane, rational minded person would do; roar with laughter. No exaggeration; I was literally gasping for air at this point while inhuman noises left my throat.

"Why?" I hear his muffled groan sounding from below, but I was too busy trying not to choke on my own laughter. At this point, I even had to lie down because my legs couldn't carry me any longer while tears of malice were streaming down my face.

"Sorry," I manage to wheeze out after finally being able to partly catch my breath, "I will help you up now."

I stand up and grab his arms, but the laughing had made me too weak so when gathering strength to pull him up, it wasn't enough to even make him budge. This of course resulted in me falling over as well, landing right next to him on the floor -- causing me to laugh uncontrollably yet again. It didn't take long before I could hear Taehyung's muffled laugh beside me, it was muffled because his face was practically pressed down onto the floor.

"You're such a clutz," he says after laughing at me. I finally get up on my feet and fix my wrinkled hoodie and look down on him.

"I know," I agree with a snort and then attempt to lift him up again by grabbing his arms, "but you deserved it."

This time I manage to get him up to the bed properly and make him lay down.

"If I ever get a concussion because of you, I kid you not I will sue you."

"Sue me. You won't have any evidence," I retort with an evil grin. He snorts and rolls his eyes at me. "I'll go get your soup, don't roll off the edge again or else I won't guarantee that I'll help you up this time."

"That was your fault!" he shouts behind my back as I make my way out of the room. I smirk to myself.

"Don't know what you're talking about~!" I sing while walking down the stairs. In the kitchen, I pour some soup into two bowls this time and place them on a tray together with two glasses of juice and a plate with the muffins I made. Carefully making my way upstairs without dropping everything, I soon reach his room again and put the tray on the bed. Taehyung's face looks both hilarious and adorable as his eyes catches the sight of my freshly baked muffins. He purses his lips together, doing some kind of weird duck-face, while watching the chocolate deliciousness in front of him. And yes; I'm enjoying this view a lot.

"Don't drool all over yourself, I can't promise you that I'll help you wipe it off," I tease him as I sit down beside him on the bed. The trance my sweet creation put him in broke as he interrupts his gaze to meet my eyes with his. I smile a crooked smile, scooping up some soup on a spoon and holding it up in front of him. "Need me to feed you again?"

He changes his expression to an innocent one while his eyes travels upwards, looking cutely at nothing in particular. I couldn't help but chuckle at him while moving the spoon closer to his lips. He accepts it without thinking twice, opening his mouth again in excitement for the next spoon. I laugh as I shake my head at his childishness, but I had to admit it was really cute.

Feeding him this time went much quicker because he wasn't craving another three refills. I also devoured my bowl pretty quickly, because I didn't think about how hungry I was until I was watching the muffins bake.

"Can I have a muffin now?" Taehyung excitedly asks while bouncing up and down like a child on Christmas waiting to open his gifts. I playfully roll my eyes at him, but couldn't keep myself from smiling as I hand him one muffin. He's looking at it like it was the most precious thing in the world. Silly boy...

He takes one bite and I wait for his reaction. Literally one and a half seconds later, the entire muffin is gone and his eyes averts to me, sparkling, almost puppy-looking.

"One more?" he asks with so much cuteness that I wanted to squeal and embrace him tightly and never let go. Inappropriate thoughts BE GONE FOR ONCE.

I chuckle at him and hand him another muffin, which he doesn't swallow whole this time. "Do you like it?" I ask with a satisfying smirk.

"Bwa dho yh hnk?" he mumbles with his mouth full. I almost couldn't decipher what he was saying due to the mush in his mouth that was muffling his words, but he was so hilariously cute that I couldn't help but giggle at him.

"I guess you like it, then. Wanna watch some anime? There's one I've been craving to rewatch recently," I suggest excitedly. He nods without hesitation and leans back against his pillows while I prepare the streaming website. When the episode starts, we both cuddle down under the sheets and quietly enjoy the animated series.

This was quite peaceful, being with him like this. We shared some comments and laughs throughout the episodes. He hadn't seen this one before, which surprised me because it's quite well-known. But I was just happy that I could show him one of my favorite animes, since he introduced me to One Piece which he loves oh so dearly.

"Can you play with my hair a little..?" Taehyung mumbles quietly without breaking his stare from the screen, taking me by surprise. I turn my head and look at him. Is he serious? He glances at me for a second but quickly avert his eyes back to the screen and pout slightly with his lower lip. "Please..."

Stop being so irresistible, I'm trying not to fall in love with you here.

However, I couldn't keep myself from smiling as I raise my hand and place it on the top of his head. My fingertips slowly sinks into his incredibly soft hair, the sensation was ticklish but it was just something about it that made my heart pound against my chest. Carefully and slowly, I used my nails to very softly scratch his scalp, before letting my fingers glide downwards through the silky softness that is his hair. Taehyung lets out a delighted sigh as I keep repeating this particular motion, indicating that he was enjoying it. I had to admit, I really enjoyed this exact moment as well.

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After several episodes I glance at Taehyung beside me, and my lips immediately curving up into a smile as I watch him struggle to keep his eyes open. He looks so cute when he's drowsy. I'm not even going to argue against myself on this one, because there was no way not to adore this soft, vulnerable state of his.

"Shall I turn off the tv?" I ask him softly. He only responds with some weird, muffled noises that no human being can interpret into actual existing words. But I guess he was giving me permission to turn it off, so I leave the bed and turn the electronics off.

"I'm just gonna leave the dishes downstairs for a quick. I'll be right back," I announce to him before leaving the room with the tray and went downstairs to the kitchen. After putting the dishes in the dishwasher, I fill up a glass of water and head back upstairs to his room. Taehyung is lying on the side, his eyes closed and looking like he was sleeping soundly. It broke my heart just a little when I poke his cheek to wake him up, since he needs to eat the medicine before bed.

"I want to sleeeep," he mumbles in agony as he obediently sits up and wait for me to hand him the pills.

"I'm sorry, but you'll thank me tomorrow when you feel much better," I say as I watch him drink the water along with his medicine.

"Thank you," he mumbles quietly as he lays down again and cuddle down into the duvet. I place the glass on the nightstand beside him and let out a sigh as I stand up.

"Sweet dreams, Taehyung," I mumble quietly while casting a last glance at him before turning around to leave. But before I even took one step away from his bed, fingers suddenly wraps around my wrist, preventing me from leaving. I freeze in my motion and turn my head to inspect why he was keeping me from walking away. His eyes are almost sparkly when he's looking at me, a glint of hope behind his tired gaze.

"Don't leave..." he suddenly mumbles almost inaudible. "Please stay."

My heart immediately picks up its pace, not only because of his skin against mine, but he was actually begging me to not leave him.

"Tae, I have school tomorrow." I sigh skeptically. I really wish I could stay but skipping school wasn't really appealing especially since a math test is coming up.

"Can't you skip just one day?"

I sigh heavily, "I'm not sure..."

"Please... Don't leave me alone. I don't want to be alone. Just this night..." he pleads with a low voice, looking more vulnerable than I've ever seen him before. My heart is screaming to stay with him, while my brain is bravely fighting to not let me skip school but slowly giving in when Taehyung keeps looking at me with those irresistible eyes.

I bite my lip, giving him one last stare before exhaling deeply. I give in.

"But I don't have anything to sleep in," I complain.

His entire face immediately glows up when he realize what I was implying. "You'll stay? Really?"

"And I don't have toothbrush with me."

"Just borrow one of my t-shirts, take which one you want. And there's mouthwash in the bathroom. Use whatever you find. My house is your house," he says with a wide, content smile as he lays back onto the bed.

Borrow a shirt from Taehyung? His house is my house? What kind of weird stuff do they add into those pills I gave him? Drugs?

Deciding not to overthink, since my brain has been overloaded the entire day and needed rest. I went to the wardrobe and picked out one t-shirt that was clean and over-sized. I brought it with me to the bathroom where I undressed and put his shirt on. It was at least covering my butt so I didn't feel too exposed. Besides I was too tired to care that my legs were exposed to him, since I hated sleeping with pants anyways. Then I found some mouthwash and rinsed my mouth with it for a good minute while I was brushing through my hair with some hairbrush I found in a drawer. I even found some facial products which I used to clean my face with, which had a really nice scent to it. I made a mental note to remember its name so I can buy this product to myself sometime.

Then I left the bathroom and entered Tae's bedroom again.

"Uhm, where should I sleep? In the livingroom or?" I ask him while leaning against the door-frame.

"Here."

"What?"

"Sleep here. Beside me."