Chapter-28
Shopping
"If I ever get bored of you, will you let me go?" Wasn't it a great way to ruin Taehyung's good morning? He was just enthusiastically slurping on his noodles and I asked him such a reckless question.
The fork hung in the air, near his mouth. He averted his gaze to me, glaring at me for a fraction of a minute. "If you are not mine, you can't be someone else's.", he snapped, and continued, "You know I am that kind of a man." If I had heard it from a random guy, I would have puked in disgust. But hearing it from a honest, wealthy, handsome man sitting in front of me, telling me every minute that he loves me, it just gives me chills down my spine, those butterflies bewildered in my stomach.
I pretended to scoff in arrogance, "What are you? An obsessive ex? That is so cringe!", I laughed at him, loudly, making sure he finds it actually embarrassing. "But", he remarked. I stopped laughing, waiting for him to continue.
"I know you like it.", he dropped the fork in his plate, leaning in with his eyes teasing and poking fun of me. This one thing makes a man hot. He is hot and he knows it.
I sat quiet, wavering with my thoughts as I stare at him flabbergasted. "I don't like it. I never would.", I shrugged, trying my best not to show the shy smile on my face.
"Okay....... It's okay if you don't like it. But that is a fact. I don't like it when someone touches something that is mine. And touching my lady, he definitely have a death wish.", he chewed on the strings of flour, sneering widely at my face.
Hot. Hot.
That was the most importamt part of the breakfast, after that, we decided to explore around the streets once again, our trip to Paris was almost at the end and I had found my home over here already. It was like those movies where the female lead shifts into a new apartment and finds a good male friend and then they- oops! I shouldn't continue.
My outfit was young money, while his looked more like old money.
Taehyung has the habit of wearing polo shirts often, that made him look bulky and strong, and I suppose it is the reason. With polo shirts, he styles straight pants, thin and loose, that suit the shirt well. And so on, I name his style old money.
And me, I love dressing like a chinese mafia. Those women who dress themselves in elegant feminine dresses. That sounds uncomfortable, I know. But it is not in the way you think it is. I don't dress like that in my house, but whenever there is a big occasion.
"What are you planning to buy?", Taehyung turned to me, his smile had been replaced by a poker expression and seriousness. "Clothes?", I twinkled my eyes. Taehyung sighed at me, which had me in dilemma. "What? Am I being boring?", my insecurities suddenly started to rise.
"No, it's a great idea. But, don't you have enough clothes? I mean I know you love dressing well, but what about buying something more as a souvenir?" His words were reasonable. But I am in a good mood. Certainly, I want to tease him.
"Souvenir? Couples normally take a pregnancy test as souvenir. Perhaps, you are trying to set the standards low?", I took a step close to him.
His glinting happiness eyes now turning to those siren ones. "Couple? Pregnancy? Do you mean we are on a honeymoon? As much as I know you came here only because the flight tickets were a gift.", he laughed, continuing, "And sure, we have a day or two left anyways, and it's not like you can handle me for two days straight in bed. It will just take a night.", his words were fuel to the playful fire.
"N-No, I didn't mean it that way-" "Then what were you trying to imply, my lady?", all the ways to intimidate a lady but he chose cutting me off. I silently stood before him, gulping as I try to use the presence of my mind.
"Let me tell you, I came with you on this so-called trip because I know it is our honeymoon. But since we were never in the condition to be a lovely couple, I had kept in much of my desires to let the smile on your face spread. But if you think of it as a honeymoon too, and us a couple, pregnancy a souve-"
"Fine, it's a trip.", I push him away, turning away with my heart thumping like crazy, my eyes fluttering flabbergastedly, my smile spreading a little too wide.
"Were you trying to tease me? Did it work?", he teased, and I know he might be scrunching his nose right now. "What about you? Are you trying to tease me too?", I snapped my glares at him. "No, certainly not. I am just inquir-" "Let's get our souvenir.", I walked away from him.
His sweet laugh rang in my ears, pleasant enough to make my blush........
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I know it is a small chap, sorry, i really had nothing more to write. I just wanted to give an update like a responsible writer (that i definitely aint) Please cop up with me😃
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Hayran Kurgu"I don't like you.", I grunted vigorously at his face. "But I do. Good luck falling for me.", he snapped, his finger resting under my chin. * The book is originally written by me. * Any kind of act of cyberbullying will be prohibited.
