𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 ||𝐊𝐓𝐇 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫||

CHAPTER 45 🍓

The sun was just beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the city as Taehyung and Yn went home together in his car, a silence hanging between them like a heavy weight. It had been hours since their argument. They had both said things they knew they couldn't take back, and now the air was thick with the unspoken apologies and unvoiced desires that lingered between them. Taehyung glanced over at Yn, admiring the way the setting sun lit up her hair, wishing he could just apologize and make everything better. But he didn't know how.

He tried to focus on the sounds around them: the distant honking of a car, the engine of his car. It was all so familiar, so comforting, but somehow it felt wrong without Yn's voice there, sharing in the moment. The tension between them grew as they reached the house as they both got out of the car taking their bags, their bodies brushing up against each other in a way that was both innocent and incredibly provocative. Taehyung couldn't help but wonder if she felt it too, if she was as turned on as he was.

The sun dipped below the horizon, bathing everything in a warm, golden light. They were home. Taehyung's heart raced as they approached their front door, the anticipation building within him, making it difficult to breathe. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to say something, anything, to break the silence and ease the tension that had been building between them.

But when he opened his mouth, no words came out. Instead, he felt a strange, almost animalistic desire well up inside him. He wanted her. Right now. He reached out, gripping her arm tightly, pulling her roughly against him. Her breath hitched in her throat, and her eyes widened in surprise. Without another word, he spun her around, pressing her against the door, trapping her there.

His heart raced as he felt her body against his, her breasts flattened against his chest. Her lips parted in a gasp, and he couldn't help but lean in closer, brushing his lips against her neck, her earlobe. The taste of her skin sent a shiver down his spine, making him even harder. He could feel her response, the way her hips ground against him, and it only made him want more.

He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help himself. He slid his hand up her thigh, feeling the soft skin of her inner thigh beneath his fingertips. She let out a sharp gasp, arching her back into him. He groaned, the sound vibrating against her neck. Her body felt so right against his, so perfect. He wanted more, he needed more. With one swift movement, he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he stepped closer, pressing her against the door. Her breasts were flattened against his chest, her lips parted, her eyes glassy with desire. He could feel the heat emanating from her core, and it was driving him wild.

He leaned in. He could feel the tension building within him, the need to be inside her growing stronger with every passing second. But just as he was about to give in, the phone rang, the harsh, jarring sound cutting through the haze of desire that had engulfed them.

It was like a slap in the face, a cold shower on their heated bodies. Yn winced, her eyes fluttering shut as she tried to will the ringing to stop. Taehyung cursed under his breath, his grip on her tightening in frustration. The phone continued to ring, relentless and merciless. Finally, with a defeated groan, he pulled away from her, setting her back on her feet.

Her legs wobbled, her head spinning from the sudden loss of contact. Taehyung's chest heaved as he fought to regain control, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

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It was a quiet evening at Yn's office, the air conditioner hummed softly as it kept the room cool. The sound of Taehyung's footsteps echoed through the empty hallways, his heart heavy with a mixture of anger and regret. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off between them, that their marriage had somehow veered off course.