Dawn Of Us || KTH [Completed (✓)]

19| Lost

After a while, Taehyung woke up. He placed a soft kiss on Ryuhee's earlobe to wake her up. She slowly opened her eyes to see him smiling at her.

"Good morning," Ryuhee wished but it came out muffled since her lips were occupied by Taehyung again. "Join me for the breakfast. I will cook today."

"Who are you kidding? In the end, I will have to do all the work like the last time." Taehyung shook his head. "You will be shocked, seeing this new and improved chef Kim Taehyung."

He stood up, wearing his shorts. Ryuhee once again tried to think of something which would not need for her to walk downstairs. Breakfast in bed. She disapproved of her own plan.

"Taehyung," she called her again. The male hummed in response. "Carry me." Ryuhee raised her arms for him to pick her up.

A tint of pinkish hue radiated his cheeks as he just discovered a totally different side of Ryuhee. It was already difficult for him to take his eyes off of her due to her being dressed in Taehyung's shirt from last night and now adding on the top of that, she was being so endearing.

Taehyung averted his eyes, stretching his arms out for Ryuhee. The female wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. "Ugh, heavy." The male remarked, causing her to smack the back of his head. He held her waist as they went downstairs.

Ryuhee buried her face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent with every breath she took. It was almost creeping her out how strangely comfortable she was with Taehyung.

She did not even know him for long. Just yesterday, they were strangers but today he seemed like her family which she never felt with Jimin. The warmth radiated was something, she longed for, her whole life.

Taehyung placed her down on the chair of the dining table. "Wait here for a bit," he said, kissing on the top of her head before making his way towards the kitchen.

In almost half an hour, the aroma of fresh pancakes filled the kitchen along with the dining area. Taehyung placed them in front of Ryuhee on the table.

"Hearing you calling yourself chef made me think, you would make something extravagant like seollongtang or any guk. At least, you could have added a sunny side up with the pancakes."

Taehyung pulled the chair to sit across her, still wearing his apron. "Stop complaining like a five years old and eat already." Ryuhee pouted her lips, sulking. "I was just saying that—"

She got cut off when Taehyung shoved a piece of pancake in her mouth. "Were you always this picky?" Ryuhee nodded proudly, swallowing the food in her mouth, making Taehyung grimace at her sloppy way of eating.

"I used to bug mom so much for having ice-cream after every meal!" She let out a giggle, stating another minus point about herself. "Do you know, you can't spell ice-cream without M-E?"

Taehyung rested his face on his palm, staring directly into his eyes, casually slipping a pick-up line. Ryuhee squinted her eyes, closing them halfway through. "Do you want me to throw up the food you made with so much trouble?"

The female retorted, making it seem like his pickup line made her stomach turn. Taehyung let out a soft chuckle, reaching up to remove the hair strands which were loosely strayed on her face.

This small physical interaction did not fail to make Ryuhee flutter. She froze in her place to prevent herself from flinching against his warm touch.

"I hate it."

"What?" Ryuhee softly asked, gazing into his dark brown orbs. They kept staring at each other, without moving away or leaning closer. They were fixated on their spots, fearing to ruin the moment.

Before Taehyung stood up, breaking their skin contact. "That I need to go to work," he let her know, scrunching up his face. Ryuhee's eyes wavered to hide the disappointment in them.

"Oh," she shortly replied. "But you—" Taehyung sprinted around the table to get on his knees in front of Ryuhee. "Take some rest today." He gently massaged her legs, knowing well that she had cramps in them without needing her to tell him.

Ryuhee's lips slightly parted, feeling flustered that her efforts in hiding it went totally wasted. "I will be back before you know it," Taehyung said looking up at her.

He caressed her face. "It's okay. You can drop me off to my apartment on your way to your office." Taehyung shook his head in disapproval of the idea.

"You don't need to go back there. That apartment is depressing. I will take you to your law firm tomorrow morning." Ryuhee chortled. "Even more depressing than your castle?"

Taehyung pursed his lips. "This house isn't as bad as you think, you know?" He took a pause before continuing, "It has gotten better since you are here."

Ryuhee could not say anything else, getting lost in his eyes.

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