(Ship requested by whereismypogostick)

(Concept: A new romantic relationship between these two, still learning and going through all the fantastic emotions of young love)

(Sana POV)

I got home from work in the evening. The apartment was quiet and I was exhausted. I drop my stuff on the floor of the living room and fall onto the couch.

I thought I just closed my eyes for a second, but I must have fallen asleep because when I opened them again, I was still in the same spot, but my roommate, Momo, was here, cooking in the kitchen.

She notices me wake up, "I'm making ramen, you want some?"

I was still drowsy and I didn't respond right away.

"I'll take that as a yes." She says.

I get up to take care of the things I was supposed to do when I got home.

After dinner, the apartment was quiet once again. Momo had gone to bed early; she was tired too.

It was late at night, so I was surprised when I heard a knock on the door.

I quietly approached the door, just in case it was an unwelcome guest.

"Sana-yah~" A familiar voice called. It had to be Taehyung.

I cracked the door open just enough to peek my head out, "What are you doing here?"

"I just got off of work and I think I left something here." He explains, letting himself in.

He's been here plenty of times, but never when Momo was here too. I panicked, thinking I might be in trouble if she saw him.

"W-what did you leave here?"

"I think I left my belt here the last time we-"

I stop him, covering his mouth.

He looks at me, surprised and confused.

"My roommate's home. She's asleep. Try to stay quiet."

He chuckles, taking my hands off of his face, "She doesn't know about me?"

"She doesn't know you come over all the time."

I take him by the wrist to my room, shutting the door behind us.

"Okay, where do you think it'd be?" I ask, scanning the room.

"Well, if I remember correctly, you threw it across the room while we were on your bed, so it's probably on this side of the room."

I don't know why, but I felt kind of embarrassed when he described it like that.

"Ah, there it is." He spots his belt peeking out from under my vanity. He picks it up, looping it around his pants and clipping it on, "I guess I'll get going now."

He starts turning to leave, but I stop him.

"Wait-" I grab his hand, "I haven't seen you all day. You can't go yet."

He turns back to me and smiles, "You're right."

I knew he was messing with me. He wasn't actually going to leave.

"How was your day?" He asks, holding me by my waist.

My hands go up to his neck and rest there, "It was tiring, but I'm glad to be home."

He looks at me with so much love in his eyes, like he was mesmerized. He doesn't say anything, he just leans forward to kiss me.

The look on his face said a thousand words.

"I love you, Sana." He whispers.

"I know." I tease him, not saying it back just yet.

He still had his hands on my waist. He brings us over to my bed and lays us down so he could cuddle me.

"Can I stay over tonight?" He asks.

"Don't you have work in the morning?"

"But I haven't seen you all day." He says, pulling me closer.

I sigh, petting his fluffy hair, "I guess you can stay."

We stayed up that night, chatting quietly, catching up with each other.

He fell asleep with his arms around me, hugging me like a teddy bear.

The next morning, Tae was already gone when I woke up, but he left me a nice note before he left.

Momo was in the living room, scrolling on her phone.

"Morning." I greet her.

"Morning." She says, but her eyes follow me as I go to the kitchen.

I continue what I'm doing, but I started getting suspicious.

"Do you remember what we said about having visitors over?" She asks.

Uh oh...does she know?

"Yeah." I just go along with it.

"So why was your boyfriend here and you didn't tell me?"

"Uh..." I decided to just tell her the truth, "You were sleeping when he showed up and I didn't want to bother you."

"That's not what he told me." She says.

"Wha-"

"I don't care if you have him over sometimes, just don't do anything nasty while I'm home." She walks off to her room, leaving it at that.

I felt embarrassed again. How much did he tell her?

I went back into my room to give Taehyung a call, but then I heard a buzzing somewhere in my room.

I look around and find his phone under the blankets on my bed. I sigh, how many times is he going to forget his stuff here?

And then as if he knew I was trying to get a hold of him, there was a knock on the front door. I didn't know who it was, but I had my suspicions.

And I was right.

"Taehyung-ah-"

"Hey, sorry, I think I left my phone in your room." He says, walking right past me.

"Ahem." I clear my throat.

He turns back to me. I was holding his phone in my hand.

"Oh..." He laughs nervously, "Sorry."

I hold his phone out to him, but pull it away at the last second.

He looks at me, confused.

"You can have it, but you have to kiss me first." I tease him.

He sighs, but he was smiling, "Okay."

He goes in to kiss me, but I won't let him go.

"Sana-" He mumbles into the kiss, our lips still pressed together.

He gives me one last, long smooch before I let him go.

"You really miss me that much?" He chuckles.

"Only all the time." I shrug.

"Well, I'll be back tonight." He reaches for the doorknob, "I'll see you then."

"How 'bout we try your place this time?"

He pauses before smiling to himself, "Alright. Then you can come over anytime. I love you."

"Love you more."