SWEET AND SOUR || Kim Taehyung

21 - Desire

I opened the door next to me and got out, giving Taehyung a small wave before closing it shut behind me.  

I slowly walked to my front door, slightly confused as to why he hadn't already started driving away. 

I turned to see him sat there, thinking through something. 

He was completely lost in thought, and it took him a little while to release I was stood watching.

His head lifted and he looked at me through the glass window of his door. Eyebrows knitted together.

"You good?" I asked, of course he wouldn't be able to hear me but he could read my lips.

Well, that's what I was assuming that's what he was doing as his stare wouldn't avert from them.

A few more moments were spent of him his car alone, and me outside before he swiftly got out, slamming the door shut behind him.

His strides were fast towards me.

My heart thumped away as he got closer, there was no time to think, no time to prepare, to expect.

He stood right in front of me, inches away from my face.

I could feel his hair brush against my forehead as he leant down to be closer.
I was holding my breath, I couldn't make a sound.

It was all up to him, whatever was happening right now would be driven by him.

I felt helpless right now, utterly out of control.

He moved closer.

His lips were so close.

I could almost touch them.

He lingered, just as he did before, only this time he was here with me, he wasn't watching for my reaction, his eyes were down and his breaths heavy, letting himself feel what he needed to feel.

I picked up on something between us, a rope tied to our torsos, dragging us closer.

He was right there, but I couldn't move.

And before the waiting became painful, his lips pressed to mine.

They were warm and full, gentle yet harsh.

I melted into him as his hand moved to the lower arch of my back, pulling me in, connecting us, my chest pressed with his.

I was kissing Taehyung. 

This is the second guy I had ever kissed, and it was the one I promised that I hated.

But this feeling was unlike any other.

As his lips attended to mine, detaching and reattaching, I slid my hands up to his neck.
My fingers found their way to the baby hairs that hid behind his head. I grasped in between them, causing him to pull me in closer.

My body was shaking at the intensity of this feeling.

This desire.

'Jesus' he muttered in between the kiss, attending back to me even more passionately.
Both hands which were now at my waist grasped the clothing, tugging at it, not in the sense that he wanted them off, but as if he was trying to stop himself.

His lips slowed, and he pulled away ever so slowly, to the point where I could feel the very last contact of our lips together.

He bowed his head, shaking it.

"I shouldn't have done that" he almost inaudibly whispered. 

I stood there star struck.

My lips were hot and my breath which danced out into the cold night air mixed with his.
"What was.. Taehyung."

His brown eyes were drenched in conflict as he looked at me.

His hands, released from their tension, slipped from my waist and hung by his sides.

He scanned my face, then moved down to my body, and lastly at his own hands.

"Goodnight Y/n." He spoke and turned to his car.

He left me there standing, wobbling in shock and confusion, did I do something wrong?

I touched my lips where he had just been, for someone who felt so warm, he walked away freezing. Cold and bitter.

It wasn't a sweet goodnight. That was why I was worried.

He got into his car, the lights from inside lit up and I watched as he checked the rearview for any traffic.

He quickly reversed and drove out, exceeding the speed limit.

What just happened..

It's short, I know. But I didn't feel right to continue writing the next parts in the same chapter, so yeah. hehe I love and hate cold blooded Taehyung.

Also who wants more aesthetic kind of pictures like these at the start of chapters, dw i'll still but Tae pictures at the end but idk I really like the nighttime kind of aesthetic in this book.