My Second Boyfriend || Kim Taehyung ff

19. My pillow

That's when something slid through the small gap below the door.

"Here... I don't know if I m guessing it wrong or not. But don't be shy over such things." I heard a soft voice against the door frame.

I looked carefully to notice it was a sanitary pad he slides inside for me.
I didn't know boys were this smart, especially him.

"Hm..." I hummed back. I could feel his footsteps going away from the room.

I sighed out of relief.

Yes, I like him

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I came out with an awkward silence. Tae was probably in the kitchen, therefore I just launched myself over the soft sofa. I know things are going to be worse within a few minutes.

Every time my back hurts a lot, I just rest leaning against my pillow and of course hugging my teddy.

I don't get mood swings, however, my back hurts even more if people talk to me. Even a normal voice seems like they are shouting.

I closed my eyes with a cushion behind my back and one over my thighs. I was lightly dozing off when Taehyung pulled out the cushion behind my back with a force.

"Ahhh... Stop it will you?" I cried holding my stomach. This hurts.

"Em... I need this" he spoke biting his lower lip.

"Why?" I scoffed.

"And this also!" He spoke snatching away the one over my legs.

"What are you-" he didn't even let me complete my words and walked away from me.

I felt completely ignored.

Sulking there, I lay on the sofa with crossed arms and pouted lips. I closed my eyes to relax

Relax~~~~~

"Let's go" I heard a sweet voice, feeling an arm squirming below my legs and another behind my back
I was pulled up close to his chest.

"Easy... It hurts."

"Sorry," Tae spoke showing a guilty smile. I smiled back at him leaving all those anger behind. I gazed into his big eyes as he made our way to his room. He kicked open the door with his left foot and got me inside swinging in his arms.

I can't believe that two minutes ago I was angry and right now I am smiling.

I need to stop saying I don't get mood swings.

This was the first time someone lifted me in bridal style, so of course, I felt joyous.

"I wish I had more weight so that it would have been difficult to you to hold me up," I said crossing my arms around his neck. He stood straight, not taking another step forwards.

"Says who? You are totally fat!" He spoke leaning his head downwards to press his soft lips against my forehead.

"See, what I made here" He murmured as I turned my head around to look over the bed.