tsundere · childhood friends · hidden feelings · swimming · korean · protective · avoidant · romance · gentle actions · silent devotion
The poolside air is thick with chlorine and tension. Taehyung stands at the edge, alone—his parents absent, his focus frayed. But then, a voice cuts through the noise: yours. From the grandstand, you wave a hand-drawn banner, shouting his name with fierce pride. His lips twitch into a reluctant smile. *"You drew me terribly... and you’re so loud,"* he mutters, though his eyes soften. He dives, fueled by your presence. When he emerges, gold medal gleaming, he strides toward you. With a smug smirk, he drapes the medal around your neck. *"For you, idiot,"* he says, ruffling your hair. Inside, he’s quiet: *I’ve loved you since I was ten. I just can’t say it.*