Nights in the Studio - Taejoon

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Taehyung's POV

I swallow hard at the sight of him grinning mischievously. I know that smile: it's the one he puts on every time he's enthralled with me; I know because he told me once, in the dark, after I asked him why his eyes shone and his lips swung to the side when I walked into the room.

'Because I'm excited to see you.'

At that time, I tried not to think anything weird, but now I can't help but go over in my mind the times he looked at me like that, and wonder about the true meaning of his confession... I suddenly feel vulnerable.

God, I don't even know why I continued the kiss in the first place; it feels so strange. It's as if something inside me calms down with having him close, but at the same time, there is something that bothers me, and that I don't remember.

When I try to focus again, I come back to reality where Namjoon is holding me by the cheeks, where he approaches again and kisses me. Damn his lips, the movement... it's so different from anything I've felt before, so different from how I remembered it: this is sincere, it's something I can feel with every part of my body that begs, to let him have his way on me.

Just like in my dreams

However, I feel so silly for letting him do this after telling him I didn't want to go through this again; for not having the strength to keep him away from me and for...Jimin...

My phone rings and I take the opportunity to push Namjoon away, he remains confused as I look in my pocket. When I take my phone out and see the name on the screen my body shakes, I turn to see the man in front of me who seems to ask what's going on, but instead of answering I take the call wiping saliva from my mouth with my hand.

"Hello?"

"Taehyungieee, when are you coming back beautiful? I miss you."

"Oh, Jimin, yes," I look at Namjoon who now has a serious profile, he runs his hand over his face with resentment "I, I think it will take a little longer..."

"Is everything okay? You sound nervous." I take my free hand to my leg and play with the fabric of my pants when I answer "yes, everything is fine... I just still have to finish recording some things"

"Namjoon is being good? Has he touched my baby?" I cringe from the nickname, but I decide to ignore it "yes Jimin-ah, don't worry..." I look at Namjoon's eyes that are now lost on the ground.

"Well, in that case I'll have to save you japchae if there's any leftover...Hyung leave that! it's for Tae!" His shout makes me laugh a little when I hear Hobi Hyung yelling through the phone. Namjoon notices and looks at me with a disturbed face, I erase my smile.

"I'll see you later."

"Ok baby, see you, I lo-" I hang up without waiting for anything else and put the phone on the desk. My hands remain in my lap together, I stare at the ground.

Shit, Jimin.

He said that he loves me; and while I, who agreed, am kissing who I had decided to leave behind. I'm disgusted... I'm disgusted that Jimin trusts me. I feel like a traitor because even if I don't love Jimin, he doesn't deserve this, he doesn't deserve to wait for me to see if I come back from kissing someone else...

"Was it Jimin?" Namjoon's deep angry voice makes me turn to him.

"Yes," I answer "he called me to tell me that they are going to eat now, to see if I could eat with him." He nods in understanding, and I get stuck in my thoughts. I stare at him, thinking about what just happened, how much it hurts that I liked it so much...