Cold Blood | Kim Taehyung

| Chapter 8 |

"S-Sorry, I get a little nervous when I see blood. Are you okay?", Taehyung grabs my hand, taking the towel off it, looking carefully at the wound. "I'm fine. The cut isn't that deep, it's just a little scratch.", I assure him. "Shall we eat?", he nods and we spent the rest of the dinner in a comforting silence.

Sitting on the couch now, I rest my head on the pillow, placing my legs in the small space left.
"You can put your legs over my lap, if you want.", he says, caressing my leg. "Thanks.", he continues caressing my leg and I feel my eyes closing slowly.

I wake up a few hours later, confused about the fact that I am no longer in my couch but in my bed. Is he still here?
I hear someone knocking on my door, revealing Taehyung on the other side.
"You fell asleep on the couch and I brought you here. I didn't want you to have back pain.", he says. "Thank you." I reply. "I think I better go, it's getting late."
He kisses me on the forehead and starts walking out of my room, I get up abruptly, grabbing him by the wrist. "Do you want to stay here tonight?", I don't even know where I got the courage to ask him this, "It's late... Y-You shouldn't be driving now...", I say, trying to come up with an excuse to hide the real reason why I want him here.
"You don't need to make excuses baby.", he smirks. I hit him on the arm, rolling my eyes. "Go away then, I don't care."

He pushes me abruptly onto the bed, placing himself between my legs, leaning closer to my face, "Is that what you want?", he teases. I nod my head, pretending to be telling the truth. He laughs softly, kissing me lightly on the neck. I feel my body heating up quickly, his hands traveling slowly over my body, making me more and more needy.
"I think your body is saying the opposite, kitten.", I pull him closer to me, kissing him. He spins us, placing me now on his lap, deepening the kiss. He grabs my ass making me let out a low moan. "Tell me what you want, baby!", he demands, leaving wet kisses on my neck. "I want you!", I say, feeling already wet.

Taehyung puts me back on the bed, pressing his body against mine. He leaves a trail of kisses from my mouth to my neck, starting to bite me.

"T-Tae, you're hurting me!", I try to let go of his arms, but he is much stronger than me. "You taste so well!", he mumbles. What the fuck?
I start to feel tears streaming down my face, "P-Please Taehyung, let me go!", I yell.
He finally let go of me. I try to get as far away from him as I possible can and my eyes fill with tears. "A-Are you crazy? What do you think you were doing?", I say, crying even more, feeling scared.
"I-I... I'm sorry! I-I didn't want to...", he tries to approach me, and I cringe. "Get out! Now!", I yell at him, clinging to my legs, hiding my face between them. He disappears quickly and now my room is empty and dark.

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