𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 | VMINKOOK

Cross My Heart

"You don't know?"

"Well, there's no need to be so surprised," I huffed indignantly, crossing my arms over my chest. "I fancy boys, but I've never thought that far ahead."

"I see," Taehyung said, trying to bite away a cheeky smirk.

"Oh, fuck off," I said, giving man's chest a playful push so that my heart could get a chance to stop racing. "It's not like I ever had the opportunity to ask anyone about that sort of thing."

"I think I might know it," Taehyung said, the skin around his eyes tightening as though he was recollecting a memory.

"Excuse me?"

"Sometimes at night, the other footmen make strange sounds. I never understood why, but about a week ago, I decided to... well..."

"You spied!" I said with a dramatic gasp, unable to hide my curiosity in the slightest.

"I suppose... but do not tell the others! Jin will pull at my ear."

Taehyung wore the expression of a God-fearing man in that moment, so I crossed my heart and vowed to carry his terrible secret to the grave. "Now tell me what you saw."

"I saw..." The butler pursed his lips. "Hoseok, the cook, he was-- his hand was holding, well, it was holding Yoongi's... his... you know? And he was... you know?" Taehyung mimicked the motion of Hoseok's hand, and I slapped my hands over my mouth in pure shock.

"That's how men have sex!?" I near but yelled, before being violently shushed by the butler, and reminded that this was supposed to be a secret conversation.

"How else, eh?" The man whispered, despite us being all the way in the basement of the house.

I rubbed my browbone and released a shuddering breath. If that was how men had sex... did that mean that my first time had been with Emilio? I hadn't exactly orgasmed, but did that matter? Had I lost my virginity without even realising it? I began to bite my nails, my stomach turning as though I'd eaten something bad.

"Seems a bit boring, no?" Taehyung said nonchalantly. "Would it not be the same as doing it yourself?"

I paused, before rolling my eyes at the butler and shaking my head. "So you mean to tell me that you wouldn't like it if a girl did that for you?"

Taehyung looked up in thought, and I wheezed at the fact that the man had to actually ponder on the question.

"No, I don't think I would."

"Liar," I mumbled under my breath.

"I wouldn't!" Taehyung said, chuckling at my disbelief.

"So it's all about the intercourse for you then?" I asked, feeling my face heat up with bashfulness as I'd never spoken about sex with another person before. Much less an incredibly attractive boy. I hopped off the wooden desk and floated away from the butler.

Taehyung shrugged. "I've never done it, but it seems more intimate than just touching."

"Liar!" I yelled. "Don't even try to convince me you haven't been with a girl before."

"But I-- But I haven't--

"La, la, la not listening~" I sang, pressing my ears shut as I made for the stairs and ran out of the basement. "Liar, liar, pants on fire~"

"Why would I lie about being a virgin!?" Taehyung shouted up at me, but I was already halfway to the library. "It isn't exactly something I am proud of!"

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I was finishing up on my history homework by the crackling of the fireplace, when my earlier conversation with Taehyung slithered into my mind.