"Y-You C-can feel me too?" shivers when down my spine not liking the feeling .
"that doesn't matter dahyun, let me enjoy this moment," he smirks then, lips curving in that playful grin you've seen so many times now. "You'll probably disappear again sooner or later. I need to remember how you feel."
He's looking up at you and it's almost too much to handle, how his tired eyes still manage to glow with intensity even though the drowsiness is overtaking his body. You bite your lip, allowing yourself to touch his soft blonde strands carefully— just like he said, you'll disappear soon: it's unnatural for you to stay like this, and it's finally taking its toll on your spirit.
"Come closer," he murmurs. my breath hitches and you have to hold onto his shoulder, feeling your legs buckle slightly as he beckons you to lean towards him.
It is wrong, but it feels so right when one of his hands places itself on your lower back, pressing hesitantly as you allow him to push you closer. You feel almost dizzy when his forehead brushes yours, and you wonder if he can feel your hand shaking as he holds it steadily.
"Can I kiss you?"
The question is like a soft breeze against your mouth, the sound barely audible as his lips form the words tentatively, almost nervously.
"I don't know..." it's not right, it's not right, but he's still looking at you like you're the only thing he can see and you're melting against him, your body turning numb and your soul warming up.
Taehyung licks his lips, noticing the way you imitate him. "Just a little?"
He smiles again and it's impossible to resist him this time— the nod you give him is enough for his hand to reach the nape of your neck, where he caresses tenderly before he leans up and you lean down— lips connecting in a solid but eerie touch that's not quite real, but it makes you sigh nonetheless, and Taehyung's exhaling too, as if the soft brush of your mouth is enough to leave him breathless.
Time stills and flies at the same time, and you don't know how you find yourself lying on your back on top of his bed, Taehyung hovering above you as his eyes try to absorb the sight in front of him, as if he still can't believe you're here, with him, that he can see you and touch you, as if he just entered a bizarre but placid dream he doesn't want to wake up from.
Lips connect again, more fervent this time, and the way his mouth molds against yours feels too natural, sharing gasps as his lips finally part as they shyly try to deepen the kiss. You allow him, too far gone to resist the way he cradles your face between his large hands as he tilts your head so he can kiss you more profoundly, the slickness of his tongue making you shudder as you feel his chest grazing yours.
He's holding himself up from pressing his body flush against yours, and your arms move on their own as your hands put pressure on his back, making him gasp as he finally allows his body to slowly touch yours until you can't feel anything but him. It's too much, the touches too heightened after being deprived of them for too long— but Taehyung's like heaven on earth and you're not sure the other world can compare to the feeling of his soft lips and the way his heart beats crazily against your chest.
You don't know when or how it happens— but you should have seen it coming.
Suddenly the tug is too powerful and you're not sure if it's your own soul begging to disappear or if it's something else, but you're unable to stop it, and the last thing you see is Taehyung's startled expression and his flushed cheeks before the darkness takes you away, pulled away so harshly only the remnants of a painful whimper stay floating around his darkened room
