Bloody X

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Y/N POV

"I am sorry" He mumbled.

My eyes opened upon hearing those words and they fell onto the very familiar brown eyes staring right at me. His eyes held sincerity and he genuinely looked very apologetic.

My emotions were messed up, I had yet to understand what just happened. His behavior towards me the entire day was offensive and unacceptable, but then again I also didn't stop him when he kissed me. Hell, I even kissed him back. Shit! Why did I do that?

"Please say something" He spoke again, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I... um...." I hesitated, not knowing what to say. Also, the fact that I was still sitting on the table with him between my legs and his hands holding my body close to him, made it difficult for the words to escape my mouth.

His eyes desperately roamed my face, trying to catch some glimpse of reaction from me. When he found none, he faintly sighed, relaxing his hands which were on my waist. I felt bad for leaving me hanging, but I didn't wanna feed him any lies as well.

I was about to ask him to move back but saw his eyebrow slightly crease as his eyes sank down towards my neck. And that was enough, my body became conscious, breath getting uneven just at his gaze shift. 

"Why did you hide it?" He asked out of the blue, voice laced with a little mastery.

"What?" I took a quick peek down my body before looking back at him.

I wore a three-fourth-sleeved white formal shirt, top two buttons opened to expose my thin rose gold chain with a star-shaped pendant, paired with beige color pants. And for hairstyle, I went with the classic side-parted ponytail. 

He didn't bother answering my question and kept his eyes somewhere on my neck, all the while making me more anxious. 

Suddenly, one of his hands left my waist and traveled up, his slender fingers moving the collar aside to reveal more of my skin in that area. My breath hitched when he inclined his head, making his breath hit my neck.

"Taehyung, what are you....." My words stuck when his palm clasped my neck, jerking it up while his other hand pulled me closer by my waist. My heart thudded as I completely bumped into his chest, hands gripping his biceps for support.

As his hot breath kept fanning my neck, his thumb gently grazed over a spot, drawing circles around it. And my forgetful ass finally realizes what he was talking about. The goddamn hickey!

My breath hitches deeper and heat flushes throughout my body, giving my cheeks a sweet crimson color. His thumb rubs my skin, hoping to remove the concealer I had put on it, but that action only made my tummy tingle with butterflies.

"I don't want you hiding it, not anymore" He commands, averting his eyes back to mine. 

What?! He is asking me to willingly keep the mark visible, especially in the office. No way! Not in public.

He noticed that I was about to object, so he added before I could say anything. "Is it really too much to ask?" His voice purposely went low while his eyes kept moving between my lips and eyes. I was melting, his touch, his voice, his gaze, he knew exactly what to do to soften me. 

"Get a fucking grip, girl" My mind screamed out of nowhere.
Say "Yes, it is too much to ask"

"Taehyung, we are in the office" I manage to let out without stammering, showing him that he doesn't have much influence on me, even though he did!

His face gave me a 'so what?' look while I sat there surprised, seeing a completely different side of him.

When I didn't budge, he removed his hand from my neck while his tongue played at the end of his lips. Oh no! He was definitely thinking of something malicious. He had become so unpredictable these past couple of days. 

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