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Ch 27.☘︎ ݁˖

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Jude's POV:

“Bub.”

The closeness made it difficult to think clearly. My mind was clouded by his presence. I could only manage a soft hum in response. My thoughts jumbled and completely overwhelmed by the moment. The proximity did little to help me control.

He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against my skin as his breath fanned my ear. The warmth of it made my eyes flutter shut, drowning me in the sensation.

“You’re so sweet,” his tone was like velvet. It was a delicious temptation I found hard to resist.

“I loved it. Can I have a taste?”

My lips parted and I bit down on the bottom one, trying to hold back the rush of emotions surging through me. Every fiber of my being screamed in response to his teasing. But I knew giving in to him would only complicate things further.

I summoned every ounce of willpower I had, forcing myself to stay composed. My voice was shaky but I managed to get it out. “No.”

As if my refusal didn’t faze him, Taehyung’s arms slid around me, his fingers interlocking behind my back as he pulled me closer that there was no space in between us. His chest was solid against mine and I felt the strength of his biceps wrapped tightly around me. It was impossible not to notice how strong he was.

Hard. Muscular.

My gaze betrayed me, drifting toward the bulging muscles beneath his jacket, his shirt pulling slightly against them. Just the sight of him stirred something dangerous inside me and a flurry of inappropriate thoughts that I immediately tried to suppress.

What was I thinking? He was drunk. Completely out of his mind. This wasn’t him. I couldn’t take advantage of it even if my body was betraying me by reacting so strongly.

But when his nose brushed against the side of my face, nuzzling gently and affectionately, I couldn’t stop the soft moan that escaped my lips. The sensation of his touch made my head spin. I was teetering on the edge, fighting to hold onto the last threads of my self-control, knowing full well that one more push might make me fall.

Despite his usual aloof and cocky demeanor, there were fleeting moments when Taehyung let slip a softer, more playful side that always caught me off guard. It was like seeing a puppy that craved affection.

“Bubblegum,” he murmured as he rested his head on my shoulder. I glanced at him.

“I think I’ve got a big problem. Solve it,” he mumbled, sounding almost... vulnerable.

I frowned in confusion. A problem? I was about to ask but then he added in a hushed, almost pained whisper. “Shh...it’s hurting.”

That’s when it hit me. Not again. Slowly, I pulled back just enough to meet his gaze and sure enough, there was a faint mischievous glint in his eyes as he waited for me to catch on.