Marriage or Mess?

chapter 21

Park Rami

“what was that?” I touched my lips a bit. God why do I feel hot in here?
Why the hell I let him do whatever he wanted to? Why the hell I let him kiss me? I’m losing my sanity near him.

His touch still lingering over my body like a tattoo, giving me sparkly feeling.

“I need to maintain a distance from him.” I nodded and proceeded to do my cupcakes.

After our moment inside kitchen taehyung have been in his home office doing I don't know what. I’m his secretary so I know there's no office work left to do this urgently.

Fighting with my inner self I finally knocked on his office door. “taehyung?”  “come in” after a  minute passes I entered. “what are you doing?” his desk is a mess of papers and papers. “you are a mess” I stated. “I’ve to do this work. You want to say something?”

“what work? I'm your secretary and I should know.”

“its not some office work but personal.” I scoffed

“I'm you wife taehyung, remember?” 

“Rami I don't want to share. Not now at least.” He whispered the last.

“okay. No need to hype up so much. You are difficult to understand taehyung” he raised his eyebrow to me.

“few hours ago, you were there giggling with me, helping me share my thoughts, you were going to kiss-” I abruptly stop and cleared my throat. “but now you are pushing me away. What exactly you want?” I raised my voice a little.

Why the fuck it bothers me?

He stood up from his chair before sighing so loudly and walked towards me.

Taking my face in his large warm hands I melted a little. “I can’t tell you now strawberry but I’ll surely later. And I’m sorry for being a little rude to you.” He smiled a little

“Well you were always rude and annoying to me. It’s nothing new to me.” He squished me cheeks making my lips a pout , “you are no less. Always annoying the shit out of me.”

“Oh. Guess who was the one going to kiss me on the kitchen counter. Kiss you hard.” I imitated his voice.

“I don’t deny that strawberry. I do wanna kiss you fucking hard. I Kissing you and you annoying me are two different things. I love later one but I’m desperate for the previous one.” How can this man change his voice in seconds?

“Even now they are looking so edible.” His eyes just on my lips like they are his prey. “taehyung” I exhaled a breath I was holding for my dear life.

“can I kiss you?” he said out, just like this.

“taehyung” he growled slightly

“I fucking love it when you chant my name. But baby I can make you chant it much louder inside our room.” He smirked.

“Taehyung. Stop.” I firmly stated, mustering all the courage I had in me. His dark eyes were making me nervous and weak.

“why? Am I making you…uncomfortable?” there was a slight dullness in his words.

“It’s not like that” I said.

“then what is it strawberry?” his eyes were the softest one I’ve every witnessed.

“I’m just not…ready” his lips stretched slightly revealing a small beautiful smile.

He moved further as I closed my eyes out of reflex but all I heard was a chuckle and a little brush of his mouth on my forehead. “you are fucking ball of cuteness” he grinned and left leaving me a complete mess.

“gather your shit together Rami” I huffed and walked out.

And why am I wet with just a little closeness? I am wet. NO! My periods.

After our dinner with absolutely no conversation we laid on our bed but these cramps are hurting so bad.

It’s been 15 minutes now and my cramps are getting worse and worse. I’m squirming again and again. “why are squirming so much Rami? You good?” he didn’t sleep? “yeah. Everything’s fine. You didn’t sleep?”

“strawberry, tell me what’s the problem?” he made me face himself. I sighed “its just, my periods started and the cramps are hurting so much.” His eye softened as he pulled me towards himself

“you should have told me. Wait a minute I’ll be back.” Before I could ask him he rushed out our room.

Twenty minutes later he came inside with a tray with a heating pad, hot chocolate on it. I never knew he can be this sweet. Looks like there are lot of his side I’m not aware of.

“you didn’t have to.” But he just passed me a glare. “here keep it on your lower abdomen and yes. Drink it” 

“thank you”

“no need to thank me sweetheart it’s my duty to keep you away from all the hurting. After all I promised your brother that I’ll keep you happy no matter what.”

He shrugged.

So it’s all because of a promise.

“Drink it. I’ll bring your favourite lavender oil to massage you belly” he smiled and walked to the bathroom.

After drinking the tasty hot chocolate I laid on my bed. It’s better now. “oil is over. I’ll just massage it.” He too laid on the bed “no need it’s better now.” He shushed me and pulled me in his embrace.

It felt warm, good and safe.

He kept my head on his arm and pulled me closer making my back stick with his chest, I can feel him breathing. It’s somehow calming. “just close your eyes and try to sleep.” His voice more deep with his hands doing magic on my lower abdomen.

It felt so good cuddling him that I might get addicted to it.

Or maybe I am already.