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Frustration drips from your expression as you let out an exasperated sigh, "I just don't understand." Your voice slightly muffled from where you run your hands along your face. Taehyung's soft, brown eyes stare at you as he remains silent, listening to you pour out your heart. "I've done so much for her, and she still treats me like I don't mean anything at all." Your voice breaks. Your bottom lip quivers as tears glisten in your eyes causing a slight burn in your nose that you attempt to sniff away. "My mom has tried to talk to her on multiple occasions, and now she's given up. And, you and I both know my dad isn't going to do anything about it." Running your fingers underneath your eyes, Taehyung pulls you closer to him, and you let his warmth bring some comfort. "I get she's young, but she's old enough to know right from wrong." You cry, resting your head on Tae's shoulder. "Sometimes, I feel like I don't have a family at all."

You break into a fit of sobs; your heart is so broken you don't know what else to do, but to let the tears escape into your cold palms. Taehyung presses his warm lips against your temple and gives you a gentle squeeze, "It's okay [Y/N]. Let it out."
Your sister, even though going through her puberty phase, has been nothing but disrespectful to you for the past few years, and you have finally reached the last straw. Especially after tonight. If it wasn't for your best friend Kim Namjoon sticking up for you, who knows what you would have said or done.
After long weeks of a busy schedule and hardly getting a chance to breathe, you decide to visit your mother and sister. Kim Namjoon, who has been your best friend since birth, tags along with you since it has been a while since he has seen your family, too. Your boyfriend Taehyung had to work this evening, otherwise, he would have been right by your side.
Once you and Namjoon are greeted by your mom at the door, the smell of your favorite food fills your nose. A conversation between Namjoon and your mom continues as he updates her on his college major switch and what he plans to do with his life. Your sister then walks into the kitchen, a messy bun piled on her head, reaching for a plate to fill with the dinner set out on the counter island.
Normally, she doesn't act as mean when your friends are around, so nothing really prepared you for what was about to happen. As an hour or so passes by, you and Namjoon are about to head home when you remembered you needed to talk to your mom about the job promotion you were offered where you work. As you walk to the living room to speak to your mom, Namjoon not too far behind you, your sister turns and gives you a small eye roll in annoyance to your presence.
You pause, taken aback by the sudden glare, you can't help but speak up, "What kind of look was that?" Although trying to play it off as if you're joking, your sister turns to you, her wide eyes showing irritation.
"What look?" She plays dumb. "I didn't give you a look."
"Yes, you did." You retort, "I was just coming in here to speak to mom, there was no need for you to do that."
"Well, if you weren't so annoying then I guess I wouldn't feel the need to give you a look, now would I?"
"Whoa- whoa- What did you just say?" Surprise fills the room at Namjoon's sudden outburst, his eyebrows furrowed with anger evident in his expression. The whole room is quiet, your eyes wide as you stare at him. Your mom, still cuddled on the couch next to you, cradles her coffee mug in her hands, sadness in her eyes. Your sister is speechless, her mouth ajar as her eyes widen even more beneath Namjoon's furious scowl. He holds his palm out in front of him, "Really, what did you just say."
"I-I" Your sister stutters, and Namjoon cuts her off.
"Since when has your sister ever deserved or has ever done anything to be annoying to you? Or, actually, when has she ever done anything to you at all?" A tear of admiration slips onto your cheek as gratitude for your best friend fills your chest. "She is the hardest working, talented, and one of the kindest people I have ever known, and just the thought of anyone treating her any different is not okay. Not on my watch."
Tears fall down your sister's cheeks as she stares at her twiddling fingers.
"In fact, you telling her a while back that everything she does annoys you, but you don't know why? That's bullshit."
You and your mother remain silent letting Namjoon continue saying what needs to be said. "You are lucky to have her as your sister. With all that she's done for you, I'm surprised she's put up with you for as long as she has."
Namjoon turns to you, slipping his arm around yours. You don't even look back. You let Namjoon lead you to his car. Once the both of you are settled inside, you whisper, "Thank you," The both of you share a small smile before he pulls out of the driveway to take you home.
"[Y/N], I am so sorry," Guilt manifests in Taehyung's eyes as he continues to hold you.
"No, no," You say, "You had to be at work."
"I know, but I wish I could have been there for you," He whispers, his lips in a firm line. You did call Taehyung as soon as Namjoon dropped you off, and even though you assured Tae that he didn't have to leave his job early, he did anyways and brought you home your favorite dessert to cheer you up. Thoughts swam in his head, his heart broken for you, but little do you know he has a surprise waiting for you soon, and his love for you is more than he can put into words. "I'm tired of her taking you for granted." He murmurs.
Wiping at your face with your sleeve, you peer up at him, the smoothness of his skin shining in the light of the living room. His black bandana covers the top of his forehead as long, silver strands lay near his temples. Your heartbeat quickens, and you can't help the love overwhelming you; even with a red, puffy face, swollen eyelids, and a snotty nose, you always feel surprised with how he still finds you the most beautiful person in the world.
It's been two years since the two of you have been together. Fresh out of college making a decent living, Taehyung just happened to stumble in your life at the right time, the both of you stealing each other's hearts in the blink of an eye. Other than Namjoon who has fought for you time and time again, you never really knew what a real man was, or at least what it was like to be in love with a real man, not until Kim Taehyung showed you.
Even after going through many different toxic situations in your lifetime, which your sister has seen you go through, you would think she would never treat you the way she has. Namjoon and Taehyung were and are the only two beside other than your mom who see the real you and have never made you doubt your character and who you are as a person. The two who have been with you every step of the way, through your happy and sad moments, they refuse to leave your side no matter what. Tears well in your eyes again as you squeeze Taehyung tighter reflecting on memories of what your two heroes have done for you.
"Hey," He whispers, his jaw cuddling the side of your forehead. "Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry," You reach to wipe yet another tear. "I'm crying again."
Taehyung pulls away to look you in the eyes, his face so close to yours, it takes you a second to catch your breath. He thumbs away your escaping tears as sadness hovers his eyes that are searching yours.
"I'm just- you- I just-" You stammer, wetting your lips. Taehyung's hands still rest on your face, the tip of his nose meets yours as a loving smile forms on his lips. "I just love you so much, Kim Taehyung. I love you so so much." Right then, he leans in and kisses you; the touch of his lips so gentle, you forget for a moment that you're sad.
"I love you, too." He says once he pulls away. You fall into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck as he lightly rubs your back. Taehyung cherishes every moment he has with you, and as you pull away, all he wants is to make you smile and make all your sadness disappear. And tomorrow night, he decides, whenever you return home from your evening shift, he's going to have your surprise sooner than you expect. Excitement filling his soul, he quickly steals another kiss from you; meanwhile, you are clueless of what he's thinking, all you are aware of is the dazed, silly grin you have planted on your face.
*
After what feels like forever, the excitement of finally getting to go home after a long evening of work never gets old as you clock out. Settling into the driver's seat after saying goodbye to your co-workers, you pull out of the parking lot, letting the low volume of your favorite K-POP band fill the silent spaces of your car. All you know is you cannot wait to envelop yourself in the arms of your boyfriend, letting his warmth captivate you and make you forget about the miserable world outside.
The drive seems longer than usual; maybe it's from the countless thoughts swirling in your mind? Remembering the time Namjoon beat your ex-boyfriend's ass to smithereens when he witnessed him lay a hand on you; also, the time Taehyung filed a report on a manager that verbally abused you for putting in a two weeks' notice; Or, the time Namjoon and Taehyung rescued you from when your car broke down in the middle of the night on the highway. Your favorite memory though, still to this day, is one time, you were casually scrolling through Instagram, when you happened to see a post by your sister with ten pictures of women who mean the world to her. With a sweet smile, you swiped through the pictures, unexpectantly discovering that there was not a single photo of you. It was either a picture of your mother, your other sibling and your youngest sister's friends from her school. Your feelings were so hurt, and you didn't know what else to do other than cry to your mother. Your mom, of course, fussed at your sister only causing her to delete the post in frustration instead of apologizing. When Taehyung found out about the incident through Namjoon, since you were too ashamed to tell Taehyung about it at first, you came home from work one evening to a ten photo Instagram post of pictures Taehyung had snagged of you throughout the couple years of dating. In the message he wrote about his endless adoration for you, and how he planned on loving you for the rest of his life. He did include one photo your mom took of you with Namjoon and him at a holiday event, the three of you stood with happy, wide smiles. The last picture of the post was the first picture you and Taehyung ever took together; although, you two joke about how awkward of a selfie it is, the two of you wouldn't trade that photo for anything else in the world. You never thought you could love a man so much after you read the beautiful words he wrote just for you. His assurance always gave you strength and still does.
When you finally pull into the driveway, you smile in relief at seeing Tae's car. Walking into the house, the smell of your favorite food greets your nose as well as the sight of your favorite flowers trailing the ground toward the dining room. "What?" You whisper in surprise as you slowly follow the path in the direction its leading. Large pieces of confetti in your favorite color decorate the table and the rest of the house as the sound of your favorite KPOP band plays softly in the background; steaming food along with your favorite cake are set on the table as well with glasses of you and Tae's favorite drink.
Before you can take it all in, strong arms spin you around and pull you into a long hug. The smell of Tae's cologne welcomes you as you bury your face into his neck, kissing his warm skin, basking in his love. When the two of you pull away, Tae holds your gaze.
"What is this?" You smile gesturing towards the decorated table behind you. "Is it my birthday?" You joke.
Taehyung chuckles, leaning in for a quick kiss. "No, not yet, but I do have something I want to ask you." Confusion fills you as Taehyung takes a few steps backward, but still within arm's reach. You watch him as he timidly looks down then returning his eyes to yours,
"I know," Taehyung begins, "I know you've been sad about your sister and the things she has said to you. And," He pauses, "I know that you feel like you're not appreciated enough by them, and I know that sometimes, you feel like you don't have a family at all." You search Taehyung's eyes as you listen to his words.
"Well," He says, "I want to change that." Realization slowly starts to make its way to you as tears brim your eyes and goosebumps rise along your arms. Taehyung wets his lips, "I want to be your family." Your hand cups your mouth as you blink back tears. "I want to be your crying shoulder, your laughter, your protector, and your best friend." Taehyung takes a step forward, his silver hair gleaming beneath the dining room light. "[Y/N], I love you more than anything in this world, and I promise that I will never take you for granted. The last thing I ever want is to see you hurt for any reason, and I will do everything I can to make sure your smile never fades." Right then, Taehyung pulls out a small, black velvet box and bows on one knee, opening the box exposing a beautiful diamond ring shining back at you. You return your eyes to Tae's, happiness so obvious in your expression you're about to burst. "[Y/N?]" Taehyung smiles at you, "What do you say about becoming a family and marrying me?"
Joyful tears stream down your face as you choke out a very excited, "YES!!!!" Taehyung slips the beautiful ring on your left ring finger as you jump in his arms still screaming, "YES! YES! YES! YES!"
"YESSSSSSSSS!" A familiar voice yells as you break away from Tae's arms in surprise. Namjoon, with a video camera in hand, is pumping a fist in the air in excitement.
"NAMJOON!?" You freak as he laughs loudly, pulling you into a quick hug. "YOU WERE HERE THE WHOLE TIME?" You lower your voice as the adrenaline starts to dim.
"Wouldn't miss this for the world," He smiles, as he continues filming. You turn to Taehyung and he shrugs,
"I remember when we first started dating that you would want whoever proposes to you to make sure someone captures the moment. So, I asked Namjoon to do it."
That's it. You cup your now fiancée's face in your hands, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. Once you pull away, the two tightly pull you into a huge man hug, and there is no place you'd rather be. Right here in the arms of the two people who make you feel at home.
The two people who have and always will be

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