Taehyung squeezed Yuna's forearm with his free hand - a gesture that informed her that there was a long, long way to go till he'd be fully confident - and kept his eyes on the people passing by, people communicating with other people, and people who glanced at him before turning away.

He swallowed harshly - another gesture that told Yuna that he indeed needed weeks, perhaps months, till he'd be able to walk alone in the busy streets - or any streets.

But at least Taehyung knew that Yuna would help him through the journey, knew that, when they entered the vast, open space of the crowded town square, that in a few months time he'd be able to stroll joyfully out there thanks to her help.

•••

University. He was going to go to university. Not indoor lessons, but a prestigious public school in the region.

With Yuna.

Both of their exam scores allowed them to get a scholarship to a good university, but Taehyung didn't ever hope for her to ask him to study with her; let alone imagine it.

He guessed that good things did happen to sick people.

...But was he sick then?

His degree of confidence in public settings grew larger and larger and larger over the months of his 'training', which led him to think of any glamorous ways to thank Yuna. Perhaps there is no way to thank her enough.

No need, she'd assured him once he spoke his thoughts to her. She'd even give him feathery, alluring kisses to convince him, sometimes even hard and addictive if he was still being persistent, but let's talk about that later.

He was still blushing at the not-so-innocent thought as he waited for her at the front gate of his parents' massive property. He was still living with them, but should he move? Was he ready to do so?

With Yuna?

No.

Too early. Too early.

His cheeks started to burn by then and he started pacing around, trying to get rid of the heat. But he felt light steps come to a halt behind him, making him stop and turn around, which he immediately regretted as he saw Yuna's confound expression. "Why are you so red?"

"Oh- that's nothing, I'm just hot," he focused on a maroon leaf on the ground and damned it for rolling away and leaving his sight.

"Really?" She stepped closer to him, which didn't help him attempt to cool off either. He would have waved the situation off as an unnecessary matter had she not raised her cream coloured hands to palm either side of his cheeks, the coolness radiating from her skin so at odds with the warm weather. "Though I want you to always have the hots for me, I hope this will help you chill."

He raised his eyebrows, surprise shading the gesture. "I can't ever hide from you, can I?" He said as Yuna smiled amusingly.

"Nope, you can't."

He still didn't care that his mother found it convenient for him to stay away from Yuna, whether she thanked her or not, let alone acknowledge her presence. Though when once Yuna did end up at her sight, he could have sworn he caught a glimpse of gratitude in her mother's eyes.

He knew she was smart enough to break her pride for once and someday thank Yuna for her contribution, and hopefully apologize for her past actions towards her.

And Taehyung still didn't care when, a few months after settling in the university, he found himself against the wall of his dorm as Yuna kicked the door closed, her hands and lips roaming his face.

"Patience. He might be he-"

"He's not. Just shut up," Yuna breathed as she hungrily pressed her mouth against his, taking in his muffled moans. He didn't mind this one bit. Not even an inch of it.

Because when they stumbled towards his bed, liplocked, and she pushed him on the mattress and her knees moved up to rest on either side of his stomach as her fingers started to dance against the buttons of his shirt, he knew he was ready for this, ready for her.

And when her lips found the dip of his collarbones as his already wrinkled shirt was halfway unbuttoned, he guessed that the chill air kissing his exposed skin was just a sign that, whether it was right then or throughout the following years, would remind him that Yuna was and will always be there for him.

THE END

A/N: This book does not reflect on and is not based on a true life story, so whatever this story uncovers, doesn't mean that it is true. A person with agoraphobia may take months or years to overcome their fear, some people maybe never. In this story Taehyung's disorder ceased with just the help of another person, with no medication, which may seem too fantasized, but it could be a possible way to cure in real life (although very rare).

Anyway, for those people who were reading this story from the start of its release, I apologize for the looooong wait, cuz I had exams :') I hope you liked this and I hope you read my other books:

1. Unexpected -

Jungkook fluff ff. where he is a wizard (but there is more to it).

2. Crave -

Yoongi fluff ff. where he is werewolf in search for his mate.

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Maybe some of my future books will contain smut scenes for ya hoes *wink wink*