The Beast...//KIM TAEHYUNG//

SEVEN : playing with fire...

Taehyung was in his room, cleaning his wounds, when he heard the voice on the door, he covered his bare chest.

You opened the door and entered in, you had medicine wrapped in the paper in your hand.

He gazed up at you.

You went closer to him.

Y/n: "You can use this on your wound." You said offering him the
medicine. "I made this."

Taehyung: "You made this?" He asked.
You nodded.

Y/n: "When my mother became sick since then I learned a lot about
medicines, I also know what can treat wounds better. You can use it, it'll be helpful

You had lowered your eyes while he was gazing at you.

Taehyung: "Why don't you apply it on my wound for me?" He said,
leaving you dumbfounded.

Y/n: "W-what?"

Taehyung: "Why? Are you scared of me "

Y/n: "Im not!"

Taehyung: "Then why can't you apply the medicine on my wound?"

Y/n: "I wilI!"

He nodded slightly, smirking. He removed the coat. You gazed to the paper and took out the medicine.
You moved all your focus to the wound and started applying the
medicine.

He was sitting, staring at you, you were leaning towards him, your eyes were only on the wound, you weren't even glancing at him but you were aware he was staring at you.

Just focus on the wound, not the broad shoulders, the sharp shoulder
blades, the exposed chest. No! You thought. Why can't he stop staring
at me!! Why is he doing this?! You cried internally. You were trying
your best to stay calm and cool.

I shouldn't have come here! Being nice always puts me in a bad position.
Your eyes were blinking continuously. He was noticing how nervous you were.

Covering the wound, you let out a breath you were holding and
moved back.

Y/n: "It's done, I'll leave now' Before you could even turn around
he gripped on your waist and pulled you on his lap. You gasped.

His warm, muscular arm wrapped around your waist, his dark gaze
exploring every corner of your face, the warmth of his chest was
sensual and soothing, your body pressed against his, making your
heart jump into high gear.

You hadn't noticed his almond shaped, deep eyes before, his
dark, long hair. He undoubtedly was the most handsome among all the princes and most probably the most handsome man you had ever seen.

You came back from your reverie immediately and removed your hand from his chest but his thick arm around your waist wouldn't even let you move.

Y/n: "Wh-what are you-"

Taehyung: "Where do you think you're going?"

His husky voice sending shivers down your spine.

There was no space to move back when you tried as his grip was effortlessly tight.

Y/n: "To-to my room.

Taehyung: "Your room? This is your room from now on. You'll
live here, with me.

That made you frown in mild confusion. Wasn't that marriage
a deal for him? why would he expect anything else then? The thought crossed your mind.

Y/n: "What do you mean?"

You questioned, your voice serious,
trying to hide how nervous you were.
His gaze not moving away even for a millisecond as he replied.

Taehyung: "What I mean is clear. Do I have to repeat myself?"