"Opposite Attracts" ||Kim Taehyung FF||

chapter 17

Taehyung woke up and slowly made his way to the kitchen, still half-asleep. He rubbed his eyes, blinking a few times to clear his vision. The sight of Iris at the counter, preparing breakfast, was a familiar one. He couldn't help but notice the curve of her hips as she moved around, the way her hair cascaded down her back, and the slight frown on her face as she concentrated on the task at hand.

Taehyung: Ughh I hate her so much still.........Still I've to get close to her or my plan wouldn't work.

He silently observed her from the doorway, his eyes taking in her every move. There was a hint of anger in his gaze as he thought about his plan, about how he had to play nice and get close to her despite his dislike for her. He knew he had to put on a facade of amiability in order to get what he wanted, and the thought of it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Taehyung: Alright, let's do it.

He stood up straight and ran a hand through his hair, ruffling it to make it look a bit more disheveled and carefree. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to do. With a feigned nonchalance, he stepped into the kitchen and approached Iris from behind, his voice dripping with a hint of mock affection.

Taehyung: Hey, princess. Making breakfast?

He smirked at her reaction, enjoying the way her irritation flared whenever he called her "princess." He took another step closer to her, closing the distance between them. He leaned against the counter, his eyes roaming over her figure for a moment before he spoke.

Taehyung: I just thought I'd say good morning. Can't a guy just want to greet his housemate?
Iris: You could've just said 'morning.' You didn't have to come all the way over here and be sickeningly sweet.

He shrugged nonchalantly, his smirk growing wider. He stepped even closer to her, enjoying the way she stiffened at his proximity. His gaze darkened with a hint of mischief as he spoke, his voice a low, taunting drawl.

Taehyung: I can't help it. It's so much fun to mess with you. It's like a challenge, princess.
Iris: You're insufferable. Do you have nothing better to do than annoy the hell out of me?
Taehyung: You know we have to live together here why don't you just already give in and just do as I say.

Taehyung leaned even closer, his body almost touching hers. He reached out a hand and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch a mockery of tenderness. He spoke in a mocking, seductive tone, trying to get under her skin.

Taehyung: Why don't you just give up and submit to me, princess? Admit you're powerless against me and just do as I say. It'd make things so much easier for both of us.
Iris: Not a chance, you arrogant jerk. I'd rather die than give in to you.

(A.n: Are you sure,"Princess"!?! )

He leaned in even closer, his hand still gently playing with a strand of her hair.

Taehyung: Feisty as always, princess. But you know you can't resist me forever. Sooner or later, you'll realize it's easier to just give in and do as I say.

She bristled even more at his arrogance, her eyes narrowing with annoyance. She tried to swat his hand away from her hair, but he was too close, and her attempt only made his smirk widen.

Iris: You're delusional if you think I'd ever give in to you. You're nothing more than a spoiled brat who thinks the world revolves around you.

He stepped even closer, his body now almost pressed against hers. He trapped her between his body and the counter, effectively caging her in. He leaned down, his face mere centimeters from hers.