Yours Truly, Dahyun (COMPLETED)

A NIGHT TO FORGET Part 3 (K.DH x K.TH)

"A NIGHT TO FORGET"
(Kim Dahyun x Kim Taehyung)
FINALE

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THE next morning came, and Dahyun disappointedly opened her eyes when she felt no weight and no trace of Taehyung next to her.

'Was it all a dream?' she mused as she slowly opened her eyes. The senseful side of her was thanking the heavens that maybe none of those were real. But, for some unknown reasons, thinking that she just dreamt of all that happened to them last night made her disappointed as well. If it was only a dream, it felt so damn real. The pleasure, the heat, their explosion. . . Everything!

However, something lurched inside her stomach and she felt like a bucket of ice was spilled on her when she finally opened her eyes and saw that she was actually inside his unit. She immediately looked underneath the blanket to check whether she probably just fell asleep and just had a hot dream or she really made love with him last night. To her astonishment, she's still naked and a new set of clothes were folded neatly on the empty space beside her. Her heart made uncontrollable leaps inside her chest. They really made love!

But, her fondness didn't last for long especially when she smelled something delicious coming from the kitchen of Taehyung's unit. Her heart that was doing backflips inside her ribcage earlier was now pounding heavily due to extreme nervousness and shame. Before she gave in to him, she had already planned to wake up earlier than Taehyung to avoid any awkward interaction with him, and so that he wouldn't remember the thing that happened to them last night. But obviously, she overslept again and all her plans vanished in just a blink of an eye. Accepting her defeat against fate, Dahyun pulled herself up and she almost mutter a curse when she felt her thighs and her insides aching badly. Forcing herself to move, she took the blanket to cover her nakedness before she got out of bed. She hissed when she felt her sore insides ached again as she reached out for the new set of clothes lying on the bed.

After several minutes of cleaning herself at the bathroom, she carefully wore the prepped clothes on and struggled to walk out of that place again.

Once she took her used clothes that were organized inside a paper bag with a note pasted on it, she slowly snuck out of his room. Dahyun tried to resist the tempting aroma of Taehyung's sweet potato pancakes coming from the kitchen area. She could tell by the sound of the popping oil on the pan that Taehyung was still cooking, and he's probably too focused on the task. Testing her luck, Dahyun walked slowly and peeked to check whether he's facing her direction or not. To her luck, Taehyung's back was facing her and he seemed like he was really into what he's doing. With a victorious smile on her lips, Dahyun tried her best to stride silently towards the door. Her thighs were still aching and she mentally curses at every steps she's taking.

"Do you know that ditching breakfast your man prepared is rude?"

Dahyun froze on her spot when she heard Taehyung's voice echoed behind her. She gulped and slowly turned to face him. He's wearing his usual plain white shirt with its sleeves rolled up on his arms. He also wears his gray apron and a foamy bandana on his head. Her heart began doing backflips and her intestines began knotting again. Did he just referred to himself as her man?

His eyes did a fast glaze on her attire; and by her actions, he could tell what she's up to. "Good morning. Have a breakfast with me at least. . . Hmm, before you leave," Taehyung said with a wide, beautiful, and welcoming grin on his lips.

"Ah, er. . . No thanks, I'm not hungry," Dahyun awkwardly refused, not able to catch his gazes. She hadn't thought that there'll be a time that things will become awkward between them. Or maybe, just awkward for her since Taehyung was acting like his normal self, as if nothing sexually-intimate-phenomenon happened between them last night.