Edges of Temptation | TAEJIN

Chapter 4

♪ - Mount Everest by Labrinth

Taehyung

“Why do you look pissed? Taehyungie, the day has hardly begun." I let out a sigh and turned to face Jimin, who gave me an anxious expression. There were several things that turned me off right now—the first was how fucking noisy this room was, and the second was how that guy had the nerve to push me off him last night. He wasn't a regular, in my view. My family owns Archer's, the only club I visit frequently. If my memory serves me well, he was drunk and didn't realize he had entered the executive lodge, which was only available for private and business use; commoners were not permitted there.

"Taehyung-ah? Are you fine?" Jimin bumped his shoulder against mine as I sighed in frustration, casting a troubled look on his face as he placed his hand on my lap, squeezing it, "you're still thinking about that guy?" He took me off guard and frowned earning another sigh from me.

"What is up with you? This is not the usual you. You know, sharing is preferable than to holding things inside." I nodded, finally giving him some action as he turned to face me in anticipation of what I was about to say.

"Is this about yesterday?" He inquired as I nodded and looked up at him.

"I'm not sure, Chim. It's either my ego that keeps bringing it up or the fact that he had the audacity to turn me down. I can't, get those scenes out of my head." With a sigh of frustration, I muttered the last phrase.

Most virgins are either self-conscious and inexperienced, or they don't understand their tastes, which is bothersome because I don't enjoy unnecessary drama; I believe in cutting to the chase and getting it done. I'm not some creepy emotionless sex addict- it's just that I swore that I'd never bow down to emotions; never cry ever again after the day I poured my heart out at my mother's grave. Love signifies weakness, and I would never succumb to such trivial emotions that make me vulnerable. I like my interactions purely physical, if I have any. And specifically, I hardly have time for hook ups let alone have time for relationships. The moment emotions enter the chat it gets messed up. Now this is what I strongly swore by all these years- until yesterday. The way he defended that guy yesterday, he's most likely a virgin, and all I wanted to do was scare him a little, but that wasn't the case.

He drew out more than just the desire for sex from me; I had involved myself in intimate situations before but never with such intense passion before. I wanted to do so much with him and sex was the last among them. I wanted to touch him, feel him against me, his warmth, the way he bit back those lewd voices; I wanted to hear them- God, my mind has been dazed since yesterday It's really aggravating that everything is just scrawls in my brain.

I was never going to admit or bow down to these desires pushing their way to me. I never did and I never will. He's a virgin and he'd demand a label between us I'd never be able to provide him with because putting out labels to relationships makes one weak by both mind and heart and that was my belief.

Jimin pouted, attempting to understand what I was trying to say to him as he nibbled on his lips; we had been friends since primary school, and we were so close that many interpret us for boyfriends, but Jimin was more than a friend to me; he was like a brother, like family. We shared everything with one another and were always there for each other.

"Perhaps your ego is triggering you. What amazes me most is that you did stuff with him other than hooking up, but maybe this is just a phase. Our emotions change, and our minds seek for new experiences; this is the natural human behavior." I nodded as I took in Jimin's words, giving him a satisfied look. "Maybe you're right, Chim." I simply need to get my mind off this—

The sliding of the class door made me look the other way as the rest of the class stood up to greet the professor, which blocked our view because we decided to remain seated; it's not like anybody could expel me for not welcoming a professor, so whatever.