Single Dad [Completed]

CH. 17

“My gosh, Koda!” I exclaimed, pacing restlessly up and down my room with him following, jumping on my legs “I had a dirty dream with Jungkook, can you believe that?” I gazed down at him who barked at me “Ok,ok, I’ll give you breakfast. Not that you care that I’m in the middle of a breakdown”

I went to the kitchen and filled his feeder with ration, sitting down next to him still mortified by what had just happened. I can’t believe I had a dirty dream with Jungkook! I can’t believe I’m horny!

I groaned, close to rip my hair off. Should I cry? Should I scream? Should I search for some type of treatment? Am I that attached to him? Freud says that dreams are repressed desires, since when have I been craving my partner's naked body??

“Where did the idea that he has a tongue piercing even come from?” I grumbled, resting my forehead on my knees. Stupid alarm, why did I had to woke up? I don’t think that’s something I should think about. I felt Koda sniffing my leg and I looked at him, assuring that I was ok, petting his head so he went back to eat.

I’m not ok. I’m definitely not ok. I want a naked Jungkook in my apartment and I can’t have that!

Suddenly the bell rang, interrupting my thoughts and I stood up anxiously. Fuck.

“Who is it?” I questioned in a trembling voice, not daring to look through the peephole.

“Your bestie!” Taehyung sang excitedly and I sighed, heading for the door.

“What are you doing here so early?” I questioned and he got in, handing me a cup of coffee.

“I need your help to get Yoongi some flowers” he looked me up and down “Quickly, put some clothes on, we need to leave soon” Koda showed up to say hi and he crunched down to play with him “Hey, tiny boy”

“I’ll be back soon”

I took a quick shower and got dressed, feeling agitated and wanting to crawl under the covers and never come out. It was like I could still feel him, his touch, his taste. And I fucking want more! What a creative brain. I went back to the living room and grabbed my bag, looking at Tae.

“Let’s go” where were we going, again? Shit I don’t remember.

“Are you ok? You seem jittery”

“I’m fine, I’m great!” I smiled, closing the door behind us “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You're biting your nail” he gazed at me once we were in the elevator “You’re not a nail biter” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“I just had a weird dream last night” he opened his mouth to reply but I cut him off “No, I don’t wanna talk about it” 

“Do you know what you need?” I glanced at him, who was smiling.

“Oh no, no Taehyung”

“C’mon, don’t be shy” I tried to get away but we were in a small metallic box so in seconds his arms were around me, for one of his ‘healing hugs’ “You'll feel better in seconds”

“I don’t need your hugs!”

“I didn’t ask what you needed, did I?”

When the doors opened I thought he would release me. But no. We walked to his car like this, with both of us almost falling on the ground, clumsy. But like always Taehyung managed to make me laugh, smoothing my humor with his amazing personality.

***

We bought roses and chocolate. The chocolate was for me. I hope I don’t see Jungkook today, I wouldn’t even know how to breathe if we were in the same room. The images of the dream were still vivid in my brain and I felt like crying because none of it actually happened.