Mah Sexy Lady | kth ff

Chapter 19

Chapter-19

The Tickets In Question

"Oh, thank you so much, Jimin." "Mention not. Make sure he enjoys it there. I was not aware of the fact that he didn't even tell you. I am sorry on his behalf." Jimin. as usual, managed to make you feel the brotherly love of his. You smiled through the call, "Oh come on, you don't have to apologize on his behalf." "Okay, if you say so.", Jimin chuckles through the other side.

"Bye then. I gotta talk to him." "Okay, bye. I hope you don't fight." "Sure." You smile last time before cutting the call. It was scary how your big orbs changed instantly to the darker ones. You threw your phone aside and made your way up the stairs to his study room.

You were already frustrated by the fact that he is not talking to you just over a kiss.

You swing open the door of his room, alarming him of the upcoming storm. "Get out.", he glares at you. You take no notice of his words and began to storm to him. He swung his chair to the right, grumping at your nosy behaviour. You throw the tickets on the table, causing the clattering. "What is this?" "I told you not to pick out my personal stuff."

"It was that day, when I asked you about the other two things, I found it with them. Now be honest, who is it for?" "Me amd Jimin.", he rolls his eyes. You ckuckle in victory, "Jimin told me it is a gift for us both and, here you are-lying to me on my face." Taehyung's eyes widened in exasperation. He shifts his angry gaze to your eyes, "I am not going with you."

"What do you mean? It is a gift and we should accept it." Taehyung swings his chair to the left, picking out the envelope. He throws it in your direction. You clench on the envelope, shifting your glares from him to the papers. Your eyes widened in bewilderment. You couldn't help but to tear the document into pieces.

"Hey, how can you do so?!" Taehyung snatches the pieces of paper from your hands, looking at the pieces with gloom. "Are you crazy?! How can you hand me a divorce of words?!", you yell at him, all enraging. "Wasn't it what you wanted? Divorce.", he grits his teeth tightly. "Taehyung, why are you behaving so badly with me?! What did I do?!", you panted in agony.

"You really don't know? The kiss. How can you kiss me without my consent?!" "But didn't you kiss me back?!", you saundered past the table, standing just right in front of him. "So, should I be standing like a statue when you were squeezing the hell out of my mouth?"

You chewed on your lip. "Okay, I am sorry for that. But how can you be so childish and behave like this to me even before the kiss?" "Didn't you clearly tell me that you don't like me? Why am I expected to behave so lovingly when you don't even like me? And who are you touch me without my consent?!" "I did tell it, but I didn't mean it-" "That is the dumbest excuse." You look in his eyes with tears brimming in your own. Your knuckles were white as you clenched too hard on your fist.

"Out of words? Speechless? Now you know why I am behaving like that?", he continues defending himself while you stand speechless. "Don't touch me without my consent, isn't it what you made me promise? I want you to promise me the same. So, quickly- promise me the same." "But you are mine to touch.", you shift your dark brown orbs back to his eyes, which were nearly astonished.

"Don't behave so cringey. I know a good psychiatrist, let me call him.", Taehyung grunts in anger. He turns back to his phone, picking it up apprehensively. Just as he was about to dial some numbers, you wrapped your short arms around his long torso. He halts when he feels your arms going under his silky shirt. "I am fine. Please don't make me feel this way.", he could feel your tears through his damp shirt.

He exhales a sharp breathe, turning to you with his eyes that just softened. He watches you sob softly, palming your face with the small soft hands. "I take my promise back, you can touch me. Just please don't avoid me." He keeps staring at you the crying mess.

"Do you hate being left out?", he smiles at your adorable words. "N-No, it's just I am left with no one." That was enough for Taehyung to regret his harsh words. He purses his lips together, "I see. Now, stop crying. I hate seeing someone cry because of me. Especially, a strong woman like you."

You wipe away your tears, bobbing your head to him. "Are you really taking your promise back? Is something like that possible?" "For me, it is.", you muttered. "Okay, but don't you want a divorce?" "Why would I? I am left with no one. As far as I have lived with you, I know I am safe and healthy here." He gives you a cheeky smile, "So, will you break the other four promises too?" "Huh, there were five, I thought three...." Taehyung looked at you in skepticism, "So, am I the only one minding those promises?"

"Maybe." "First, you cannot touch me without my permission. Second, you cannot tell me what I should do. Third, you cannot stop me from going anywhere. Fourth, you cannot force me to do anything. Fifth, none of us will talk to my dad.", Taehyung voiced out the exact same words you said.

"I said that? I might be a fool.", you mumbled to yourself. "So? What are you going to do?" "I take all the promises back.", you flutter your eyes at his tempting gaze. "Even those free bird ones?" "Partially yes.", you scrunch your nose to him. "What did you say? I am yours?" "Yes.", you bit on your lip, timidly. "Okay, what if I tell you the same?", he cocks his straight eyebrows at you.

"Make me yours first.", you chuckled at him. He bit his lip, looking at you with the provoking gaze. "I-I mean- be a husband to me first. Then I'll allow you to call me yours.", you avoided his eyes. You were flustered enough because of your own words. Amd being the tease he loves to be, had to emphasize your words well.

"I am happy to make you mine either ways.", he smiles at you. You rolled your eyes at him, "What about the tickets? Are you willing to go with me?" "If you do."

"There's no way I will deny a gift, especially, when it's about Paris. I love it there." "I guess it is the only thing we have in common.", he smiles at you. "You too? I didn't know someone so boring like you liked there too." "What do you mean? Boring, my foot. Have you even tried me?" "I don't want to."

You wave your palm at him, running out of the room from his offended self. "I have plenty of ways to make you feel excited, one of them is my body!", you hear him say so, while you were running away in a flustered mess.....

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Wake up, bitches. The story is getting spicy better vote so i update quickly. And guess what? I got only two exams left. I am going to ruin one tomorrow stay tuned maybe the book will end before april. Who knows?