The truth untold

-twenty three-

Pierre Gagnaire à Séoul (Seoul) - June 2019

"Let's get out of here."

Kim Taehyung probably never moved faster in his entire life than he did now, dragging his girlfriend through the hallways of the executive tower where the restaurant was situated. If he was being perfectly candid, when he heard those words from her, he naturally assumed she was tired and just wanted to go home. But it was the dark look in her eyes and the way her bottom lip was seductively held between her teeth that made him realise what she actually meant.

As they stood in the elevator, Taehyung tapped his left foot impatiently, his eyes watching the floor number change with every ding. His fist would open and close, trying to control his desire to just pin her against the metal doors and kiss her stupid. He could feel her eyes on him, studying him carefully, and he knew she would be smirking if he looked at her.

Fuck, he didn't care.

He would wait years if she wanted, until whenever she was comfortable, but that didn't mean Taehyung never wished for more intimacy with her. Tzuyu was undeniably hot, and being an average guy, it was very difficult refraining his urges and he was definitely using every bit of his willpower to even stay sane around her presence.

He wanted to make her feel good. Show her how a goddess-like body should be worshipped.

She probably didn't want to go all the way, that he was sure of. But it was alright for Taehyung; just the thought of her trusting him enough excited and warmed him at the same time.

The doors of the elevator finally opened and he breathed out a sigh of relief, pulling Tzuyu out with him again, heartbeat accelerating with every step they took towards the carpark. Finally outside his car, he opened the door to the backseat and followed her inside, finally able to catch his breath. She was still looking at him, the corner of her lip lifted in an amused smile. He reached over the front seat and turned on the engine, the cold air doing nothing to control the heat he felt in his core. When he sat back, he noticed Tzuyu had already taken off her trenchcoat and mask. Following her actions, he moved his hand to remove his own disguise, but he was stopped when he felt Tzuyu's dainty fingers on his chest. She kept his gaze, unbuttoning his coat for him, not quite understanding what the action was doing to Taehyung's sanity.

As she helped him shrug off the coat, he had to ask. "Are you sure about this?"

She stared directly into his eyes, and didn't say anything for a few long seconds.

Great going, Kim Taehyung. You screwed up, you screwed up!

His anxiety subsided when she passed him soft smile, reaching out to cup his face in her delicate hands. "I'm sure. With you, I'm sure."

Okay, time to man the fuck up. Taehyung kissed the inside of her palm and held her waist, gently hoisting her petite form to sit her on his lap, legs astride his thighs. Her feminine laughter by his ears made his insides squirm with delight, and it only made him hold her closer.

"I love you," he whispered and she leaned closer as her long dark hair draped down the left side of her head, the ends tickling his right arm. She stared at him for a moment, gazing into his eyes, while he lost himself in hers.

She instinctively moved her face closer, brushing her lower lip with his upper, as she murmured back, "I love you, too."

She was warm under his touch. Feelings of pleasure heated up his own body from where their hips touched.

She was all his; to hold, to love, to cherish.

And that thought alone made Kim Taehyung swell with gratitude and pride.