#and tetes bread cheeks

[taehyungsbreadcheeks]

I'm back from vacation and just saw the cutest bread cheeks 😍 This Tete girlie is going to ok for a while longer!

[heybaetae]

as an official taehyung terrified person i can say that yes i know lil tiger/bear tete is probably one of the sweetest people and i can suppose (cause ofc i don't know him) he is kind and humble and all the good things in the world

but yeah im intimidated lmao i can't help it, one time i had a dream where i was at a museum and then he walked by and i just stood there all giggly but mute and shaky bc... HIM, what if i talk to him and i die

like i couldn't even talk to him in my dreammmm that's bs but oh so true

still love the hell out of that intimidating boi to my bones

he’s just got hella cool guy™️ vibes. i have to say from experience…the first time i ever happened to see him was in the audience of someone else’s concert and yes from a few feet away, watching him have a drink and sit back in a chair with his fluffy hair…he just looked so fucking cool and intimidating, yet whenever someone would come up to him to say hi or one of the other members would talk to him, his bread cheeks would inflate immediately and it was automatically tete bear and his cute dancing and singing along totally made that feeling go away. he’s an enigma it’s insane

[borathae]

framing these on my wall

[jiminslight]

Someone save Namjoon please 😂

it’s okay, taetae got him 😭

[tearklove]

Bread cheeks taetae

Fluffy bear 🐻

[uwu-fangurl]

Tae's bread cheeks🍞 >-<

[dreamyggukkie]

today i present to you, kim taehyung and his bread cheekies 🍞💞

[mikrokosmo]

[taehyung-king-v]

Me to TeTe: give me some bread!

TeTe: *hands me a slice of bread*, here!

Me: nah uh. your bread!

TeTe: *gives me his slice of bread*

Me: anyooo. *me cups his face into my palms*

TeTe gets shy and giggles. 🥺🥺🥺

Somebody save me from myself. Just imagine it😩😩

I am so soft for him rn omg

[dreamyggukkie]

and tete bread should also be appreciated

I think we need to start looking at people and ourselves the way we look at bread

Got stretch marks? Lovely

You chubby? Beautiful

Are you skinny? Also beautiful

Your body has a unique shape or size? Bread comes in all sizes and shapes too, and they’re all fucking beautiful.

You’re dark-skinned? Gorgeous

You’re tan? Still gorgeous

You’re pale? Also gorgeous

You have acne or other skin blemishes? Stunning

Got scars? Still lovely.

Is your face or body asymmetrical? Doesn’t matter, you’re still beautiful.

Are you high-maintenance? So is sourdough bread, and there’s an entire community of people in love with it!

If bread can look all these different ways and still be beautiful, so can people! Give yourself and the people around you more love! You are worthy and gorgeous as you are!

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

[heybaetae]

what was your favorite taehyung / taetae / and tete moment this year?

it's so hard to choooose 😩 i love how these are all separate entities of this man lol

TAEHYUNG...maybe the paris trip? his entire demeanor at the celine show in that outfit, then him hitting the stripper pole at the after party. that's my BOIIII. honorable mentions: the video he posted dancing in the jazz club in vegas AND when he went up to lady gaga and introduced himself at the grammys a few days later. that killed me. it killed me bro.

taetae...maybeeee the last two nights in vegas when he asked all the gentlemen to scream??? i was there both respective nights to witness that and it was super cute of him because he got all flustered each time and his bread cheeks were working overtime.

tete...his little fists at the dentist :(((((((((( and seeing how tiny he is compared to his wooga hyungs on in the soop friendcation. giving them morning kisses and cuddles too :(((((

[hatterstan-shameblog]

Oh yeah? A random head canon? Well, this is more of an idea but still-

Okay, Hatter hiring Tatta to work at his hat shop because hat squad~✨Tatta is the hat son. :3

OOOOOH BUDDY OKAY this is getting a lil somethin-somethin

The Apprentice

Rating: PG (for Tatta for being a beautiful and wholesome boy)

Relationships: None (Hatter/Aguni implied because it’s basically always gotta be implied)

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

“So, uh,” Aguni asks, “how’s the new guy doing?”

It’s a beautiful Thursday afternoon. The birds are singing, the sun is shining…and, perhaps most importantly, Aguni and Takeru are splitting a bucket of fried chicken with a side of potato wedges, and two fresh-from-the-oven biscuits.

“Splendidly,” Takeru says, sinking his teeth into an extra-crispy chicken leg and smirking around the audible crunch sound that echoes against his teeth.

Aguni nods and twists the top of his biscuit off of the bottom.

“You’re not working him too hard, are you?”

“Mori,” Takeru says between lip-smacking bites, “I would never!”

Just then, a young be-hatted head pokes out from behind the back door. A handsome young fellow, with shaggy hair and a hopeful look in his eye—why, even Aguni, in all his gruff distrust of strangers, can’t help but find him charming.

“Mr. Danma, sir,” the energetic young man says, “the new shipment just came in! Shall I place it in the stock room, or would you like to look at it now?”

Takeru smiles, setting down his half-eaten drumstick and wiping his mouth on one of the flimsy paper napkins that came with their meal.

“The stock room, I think,” he replies, “we’ll go through it together after my meeting with Mr. Aguni.”

“Oh, so lunch with me counts as a ‘meeting’ now,” Aguni scoffs, “didn’t realize I got a promotion.”

“Yes, well…”

Takeru picks up a potato wedge and studies it for a moment. He frowns, then puts it back and selects a second, (apparently) more suitable option, which he dunks into a plastic container of ketchup.

“The newest associate at Hat Danma LLC has informed me that our lunch meetings may be tax deductible,” Takeru explains, gesturing with the ketchuped wedge in his hand, “If I count this as a business luncheon, I can write it off on taxes and get a refund.”

“Refund for what? I’m the one who bought the chicken,” Aguni argues, shoving his hand into the bucket for another deep-fried morsel, “I spend the money, and you reap the benefits?”

“Uh, yeah,” Takeru says, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “that’s how it works.”

“Fine,” Aguni mumbles, “but you’re using your technically-fraudulent earning to take me somewhere nice.”

“Oh, yeah, okay,” Takeru shoots back, “I would love to know what, pray tell, is your idea of ‘somewhere nice’ that isn’t the Shibuya Denny’s.”

“The staff is polite and the prices are reasonable,” Aguni huffs, slathering a half-melted pat of butter onto his biscuit, “besides, every time we’re there, Akiko makes sure we have fresh coffee. How dare you imply that we don’t have a nice time at the Shibuya Denny’s…”

“Uh, I’m sorry to interrupt again—“

Aguni and Takeru table their squabble in favor of looking up at the young man who has, once again, stuck his head out from the back door.”

“Ah, Tatta, my dear,” Takeru says, “my favorite employee…”

“He’s your only employee,” Aguni grumbles, taking a sulky chomp out of his well-buttered biscuit.

Takeru smacks Aguni’s knee lightly in reprimand, but otherwise remains his usual perky self.

“I just wanted to let you know,” Tatta says carefully—almost nervously, but maybe that’s just his golden-retriever-like energy taking, “the Yamato’s have just ordered an additional two fedoras for the wedding. I know I should have asked you first, but…I paid an extra 1,000 yen for expedited shipping to Osaka, just to be sure the order gets there in time.”

“As you should have,” Takeru concludes, offering his new apprentice a nod of approval, “I’m pleased to know that you can handle an emergency situation with grace and tact.”

Tatta beams—a big, bright smile that stretches the corners of his lips to dig into the slight plump of his cheeks.

“Thank you, Mr. Danma, sir,” he responds, “I’m just glad I can be of help!”

“I have a way you can help me further,” Takeru says, that irresistible little lilt in his voice that has gotten more than one person into a heap of trouble, “if you’re willing, of course…”

“Of course,” Tatta replies, “I’ll do whatever you need!”

Aguni rolls his eyes. Of course Takeru likes him; the boy is all but begging for his approval. Nothing feeds the older man’s ego more than a young fellow looking up to him.

“My associate and I were just talking,” Takeru says smoothly, “and it seems we’re at a bit of an impasse. We’re looking for somewhere…hm, a bit more upscale for our next tete-à-tete.”

“Oh, well, I dunno,” Tatta says nervously, shoving his hands into his pockets, “I, uh, I don’t really go to too many fancy places.”

“Neither do we, son,” Aguni says with a sigh, “neither do we…”

“Oh, wait! I have an idea,” the vivacious young man says, “I mean, I don’t know if you’ll like it, but…”

“Aren’t you sweet,” Takeru coos, “See, Mori-chan, you don’t have to be so grumpy all the time. Why, you could benefit from—“

“Let the kid talk,” Aguni interjects. He wordlessly reaches into the bucket and pulls out another piece of chicken and holds it out for Tatta to take.

“Oh, uh,” Tatta says nervously, “are you sure?”

“Go on! The thigh is the best part,” Takeru insists, then chuckles to himself, “of the chicken and…of a lover.”

“Oh my God.”

“Breasts,” Tatta says quickly, “they’re, uh, they’re good too. On a chicken! I was talking about chicken…”

Takeru points at his bashful new protege, who’s now nibbling on the deep-fried breading and trying to hold back a blush.

“You, my young friend, are a man of culture,” Takeru turns to look at Aguni, “wherever he says to go, we’re going.”

Tatta full-on blushes at that.

“Well, uh,” he says, “The only place that really comes to mind is the bar from Lost in Translation…”

Aguni raises his brow in surprise.

“You mean the one with Bill Murray and Scarlet Johansson?”

“Yeah, that one,” Tatta says with a smile, “I just watched it last night and I thought the place looked really cool! It’s got that really great view of the city, and it’ll only be better when it’s dark and you can see all the lights!”

“Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant,” Takeru exclaims, “Mori, you’ll have to break out the suit.”

“The suit is a privilege,” Aguni responds, “I’m not convinced you’ve earned the right to see me in it…”

“So you’ll be wearing the black,” Takeru muses, his attention shifting back to the young man munching on his impromptu lunch, “and I, of course, will be wearing the red. But what about him?”

Tatta fumbles with his chicken.

“Wait,” he asks, “you mean I’m coming with—“

“Normally, I’d suggest the blue,” Takeru continues, “but I’m just not sure…”

“Put him in the olive,” Aguni suggests, “he looks to be about the right height for it.”

Takeru beams.

“Mori, I could kiss you,” he begins to say, but then his eyes slip sideways to see Tatta standing there, “but I won’t, because this is a business meeting and that is not something that professionals do at the office.”

“Well I’m busy eating, so…”

“Wait, uh, guys—“

Aguni and Takeru pause and look at the uncomfortable young man before them. Tatta shifts from one foot to the other, gaze fixed on his scuffed sneakers.

“I can’t go,” Tatta half-mumbles, “I’m sorry but…my shift doesn’t end until nine, and I need the paycheck, so…”

“You,” Takeru says, “are so goddamn precious.”

“Keep him on the clock,” Aguni tells Takeru, “count it as a business dinner. Hell, you could even pay him overtime to carry your drunk ass home.”

Takeru claps his hands together in glee.

“Oh, that is a genius move,” he says.

Takeru leans forward, resting his chin on his elbow and looking up at Tatta.

“What do you say, Cinderella,” Takeru asks him, “will you give up your chores for a few hours and let your fairy godfathers take you out for a truly legendary Boys’ Night out?”

“Hanging out with two middle-aged men at an overpriced bar is hardly a Cinderella moment,” Aguni grumbles, “but, hey, if you wanna come along, we’d be happy to have you.”

“Wow! Thanks,” Tatta says, sounding honest-to-goodness excited about the prospect of going out with his boss and his boss’ friend, “I, uh, I guess I’ll get back to the shop! I’ve got a lot to do if we’re closing early!”

And with a quick bow and an exuberant bite of his chicken, he turns on his heel, heading back into the depths of the hat shop to organize ribbons and restock shelves.

“Just adorable,” Takeru clucks, “Like a puppy that can do basic math and knows not to chew on my shoes.”

“I like him,” Aguni says, wiping his hands on his jeans, “kinda weird that he’s so enamored with you, but that aside, I think he’s a fine young man.”

“Well, what can I say? I have an eye for talent,” Takeru sets his now-finished chicken leg on his plate, “So, you’ll pick us up at six?”

Aguni tries to grimace, but a reluctant smirk sneaks its way onto his lips.

“If I must…”

[vacnte]

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[chateautae]

They’re so adorable. Weird way to describe this, but like personify the couple/and this whole story as Taehyung with his breadcheeks and I just want to smoosh the bread cheeks. But of the story. I want to smoosh the ‘stories’ breadcheeks. And I’m honestly getting frustrated because stories don’t have smooshable breadcheeks. I just have this pent up smooshing mood. This is so weird, sorry if I’m confusing anyone. Ack

ANON PLEASE.. this is the absolute cutest way I've seen maybe I do and the couple be described!! YOU'RE SO RIGHT they're like these cute breadcheeks you want to squish and hug and just 🥺🥺 YOU'RE NOT CONFUSING AT ALL im just so glad you feel this way about maybe I do and I hope it can always bring you the same warmth and joy as tete's adorable bread cheekies 🥺💓 hehe here's an unofficial and official photocard I have of his breadcheekies to satisfy your smooshing mood 🥰

[dreamyggukkie]

*ehem* I LOVE KIM TETE AND HE IS A WHOLE LOAF OF BREAD AND MY PRECIOUS LIL BABIE 🍞💞

[dreamyggukkie]

I WILL SQUISH BREAD BABIE WHILST MY HEART THROWS A FIT OF UWUS ;-;

happy bread  (๑˘︶˘๑)