Taekook Oneshots

Breathe

I know the anxiety ones don't do well but I have to do one with the way I've been feeling lately

Angst/Fluff☁️🥀

Top: Jungkook
Bottom: Taehyung

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"Baby, breathe. It's gonna be okay,"
"I can't!" Taehyung sobs, gasping for air as he places his hand on his chest. Jungkook takes his hand off his chest and holds it.
"Yes you can, baby. I know you can,"
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The BTS members have been working hard, and with Taehyung's anxiety, that doesn't sit well.

He's been messing up choreography, crying, getting stressed so easily, fainting, and having worse panic attacks.

No, in case anyone was wondering, no one knows. Jungkook has witnessed two panic attacks, and never again does he want to see anyone, especially his boyfriend, go through that type of pain. But Jungkook hasn't heard anything from his boyfriend lately, all he knows is that he's been moody, tense, upset, and distant.

He knows there's something wrong, but Taehyung won't let him in. He hopes he does soon; before he breaks.

"Taehyung-ah, you're going a little too fast. Slow down, okay?" Jimin says politely, smiling a little and getting back into his position. Taehyung nods. The music starts back up and Taehyung gets in his position as well.

"Stop!" Hoseok yells, cutting the music off and turning to face the 2nd youngest.

"Taehyung-ah, that turn was too late. Let's try again," he says, annoyance hinting under his voice. Taehyung bites his lip to hold in tears, nodding and getting in his position. The music starts again and then it cuts off at the part he's messing up at.

"Jesus, Tae. Get a grip. We have a performance soon and if you don't get it together it's gonna be bad." Hoseok scoffs and rolls his eyes.

"I think that's all for today, guys. Taehyung, work on this. Please." Namjoon says, sadly smiling at the male. Taehyung nods and looks down, walking to grab his bag and go.

The car ride was pretty loud, which isn't good for Taehyung. Even Yoongi seems to be talking about something music production related. His leg bounces erratically, hands shaking as he leaves them by his sides. He jerks when he feels a hand on his, turning and seeing his boyfriend eyeing him worryingly.

"You okay?" He mouths, eyebrows furrowing with concern. Taehyung very subtly shakes his head "no" before looking back down, his hands shaking more.

"We'll go to our room when we get home, okay? We're almost there." He whispers in Taehyung's ear, letting his fingers intertwine with the other male's. Taehyung gulps and nods, lips in a tight, straight line.

When they get home, Jungkook excuses themselves and goes upstairs with his boyfriend, shutting the door behind them and locking it.

Taehyung broke.

Fat tears roll down his irritated cheeks as he sobs, chest feeling constricted as it gets harder to breathe.

"Sit down, baby. It's okay," Jungkook says, directing him to the bed and sitting next to him. Taehyung continues to sob, hands and legs shaking as he grips tightly onto Jungkook's shirt.

"Love, you need to let go, okay?"

"N-no!" Taehyung yells, voice cracking as he sobs and continues to grip onto his shirt.

"I can only help you if you let go, prince. Let go for me, yeah?" Jungkook says softly, looking the crying boy in the eyes. Taehyung loosens his grip, letting Jungkook take his hands into his.

"Can you name five things you see, love?" He asks gently, rocking him in his arms.

"Th-the clock, dresser, bathroom, your sh-shoes, a-and the closet," Taehyung whimpers out, breath speeding up as he starts to panic again.

"Baby, breathe. It's gonna be okay,"

"I can't!" Taehyung sobs, gasping for air as he places his hand on his chest again. Jungkook takes it off and holds it.

"Yes you can, baby. I know you can,"

Jungkook kisses his head, holding his hands and rocking him.

"What are four things you hear, baby?" Jungkook asks, kissing Taehyung's head again.

"Your h-heartbeat, Chim is laughing down- downstairs, Seokie is talking there too, and Jinnie Hyung is doing the d- dishes," he finishes, sniffling and putting his head on Jungkook's chest.

"My baby boy's doing so well. Can he name three things he can touch?"

"Y-you," he says, then looking around and touching the bed, "the blanket, and m-me,"

"Good job, love. Now two things you can smell?"

"Jinnie's cooking and your cologne," he says, gripping on Jungkook's shirt again. Jungkook lets him this time, knowing it'll help calm him down.

"Now one thing you can taste?"

"My fucking tears," he laughs slightly, making Jungkook laugh as well. Taehyung sighs shakily as he relaxes against Jungkook's chest. His throat is burning and his mouth is dry, tears sticky on his cheeks as he begins to breathe steadily.

"I'm gonna get you some water and then you can take a nap, okay?" Jungkook says as he kisses his head and gets up. Taehyung lays down on the bed and sniffles, closing his eyes and hugging a pillow close.

Jungkook walks downstairs and sees everyone, but he focuses on getting Taehyung water instead. He heads back up, seeing the sniffling boy holding a pillow in a fetal position.

"Here, baby,"

"Thank you, Kookie," he sits up, taking it and drinking half. He sets it down on the tiny desk next to the bed, curling up with his pillow after. Jungkook lays next to him and holds him close, knowing he needs comfort before, during, and after a panic attack.

"Have a good nap, love," he whispers softly, kissing the back of his head and resting. Taehyung sighs in content, getting comfortable and drifting off into the most peaceful sleep he's had in months.

Another shorter one for you guys! It wasn't one that I'm very proud of but I did it :)
To those still waiting for their requests: I'm working on them!! They'll be here as soon as I can post them! I hope you guys enjoy them and enjoyed this oneshot

Stay safe ily guys! :)
-Lin