Supremacy || Taekook

45

I swallowed hard, holding his gaze as best as I could.

Taehyung was standing, leaning against the dining table, his lower back pressed against the furniture. For my part, I was in front of him, arms crossed, unsure despite my position.

I had just told him about Hoseok, we were currently a few days later because I had spent some time with my mother, who wasn't really feeling better. On the one hand she did not fall into depression, on the other she seemed extinct. But sometimes she still had a smile, and that reassured me.

We didn't really discuss the subject anymore, except when she admitted to me that she had gone to the cemetery. She told me that she was talking to Daejung, that it made her feel good.

If I allowed myself today to confess to Taehyung what my friend had confided to me, it was because I hoped that my relationship with him would allow it; in fact, I told myself that I could tell him everything, that our relationship was now deep and intimate enough for that, so that I wouldn't hide anything from him and even less this type of thing.

"I should have known." he whispered in a dangerous voice.

Unsurprisingly, Taehyung wasn't very happy. No way. even.

"You know it's not reciprocal, anyway... -It still doesn't make me jump for joy."

I approached him slowly.

"I know." I replied, plunging my nose into his fragrant neck.

However, he remained in the same position, his hands still placed on the table behind him to hold on, while I caressed gently his hips while sticking me to him.

But he moved, moving away from me to take off his coat and I let my arms fall to my sides.

"And can we know what you answered him?
-Nothing, I told him it would be better if we went home. He didn't insist."

I saw his jaw tighten. My wishes followed him when he went to attach his garment to the coat rack and took off his shoes. He then moved towards me but stayed a few steps away. The distance he imposed between his body and mine made me frown.

"There's nothing I can do about it, you know," I grumbled. -I know."

Then he ran a hand through his hair.

"You're going to have to tell him that it's not possible," he said to me. -Do you think so?" I replied sarcastically.

Oh. Maybe, in this situation, I shouldn't have.

He quickly found himself in front of me and grabbed my jaw with his hand. I had an insolent smile when I saw him angry.
God, he was so beautiful and sexy like that.

"As insolent as ever, it seems."

"You like that." I smiled.

He tightens his grip, making me smile a little more.

"You think? -I'm sure."

For a short moment, we stared at each other , then his hand, still firmly holding the lower part of my face, stilled me again when he came to kiss me possessively. We searched for each other a little, for a few seconds, before he broke away from me. I caught his lips; he kissed my cheek then.

"I have to call him. I'm leaving him in the dark For the past few days, I haven't been able to give him hope... But I don't know how to tell him."

"Do it quickly." He growled.

I nodded, a little worried.

His confession really came as a shock to me. I never suspected that Hoseok loved me, or even that he would dare tell me. After he told me this, I remained frozen for long seconds, even a whole minute, before I told him in a daze that I didn't understand.