chapter thirteen
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Taehyung had spent the entire day in ruins.
When Taehyung ended things with Mina - or, he should say, Mina ended things with him - it had been like this too. Mina had made him feel like he wasn't enough, and so Taehyung didn't try - he didn't attempt to put his life back together, for fear of examining it once he was done and being disappointed with what he saw.
It was what made it so easy for anxiety to hold him in its grip these days. It was much easier for anxiety to destroy a soul that was already in pieces.
Now, though, pressed against his front door, you were in his arms, gazing up at him with glittering eyes.
And something deep inside of him was starting to stitch itself back together.
He hadn't expected to see you today. He hadn't expected to see you ever again - and though that might have been a little far-fetched, his anxious worrying all day about having screwed things up with you had allowed him to imagine the worst possible scenarios. They had played on some kind of nightmarish loop as he tried to work, and failed, unable to motivate himself to make things for a project he was sure you would cancel.
But you hadn't cancelled it.
You had knocked on his door, and kissed him instead.
The first kisses had been far too quick. A brush of mouths, a sample of how you tasted. Just a show of intention, a promise of what was to come.
Taehyung intended on making good on that promise.
He'd yanked you into the apartment entirely unceremoniously, because the stitching of his soult that was taking place inside him had swiftly given way to a vast well of desire, and before he could think about it, before he could even question what had brought you here, he was kissing you again.
If you were surprised, you didn't show it. You kissed him back with fervour, letting your arms wind up around his neck as his own went to your waist. Over the last week Taehyung had come to admire how willful you were, and this was no exception; you kissed him with such determination that he began to feel drunk on you, on every press of your mouth, unable to draw back for breath, or for confirmation - only able to kiss you again, and again, and again.
Yeontan was yapping at your heels, excited by the presence of a visitor, but Taehyung didn't notice, and neither did you. He was lost in you, as you were in him.
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