"Beautiful....And I really want to create a mess....A beautiful mess." His lips brushed against her ear with each word, sending a shiver down her spine.
His words caught her off guard, causing her to burst into laughter. 'You want what?' she managed...
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Isabella perused through the clothes in Taehyung's closet, sorting through various options. When she found one that caught her eye, she called out to him, "Taehyung." Her voice echoed through the room, filled with anticipation for his reaction.
She was unprepared for his closeness as he approached her from behind. Startled, she stumbled slightly, turning around and coming face-to-face with him. The unexpected proximity caused her heart to skip a beat.
She tried to maintain a composed expression, but her eyes betrayed a hint of vulnerability.
Feeling flustered, she tried to focus on the task at hand. She avoided making eye contact, instead placing the chosen outfit on Taehyung to see how it looked on him. Her hands trembled slightly, betraying her inner turmoil, but she tried to maintain a neutral expression.
She avoided making eye contact, focusing on placing the outfit on him to see how it looked. As Isabella adjusted the clothes, she couldn't help but notice how the fabric accentuated his figure. Despite her efforts to remain aloof, a hint of appreciation flashed through her eyes.
"Try this on," she said, her voice slightly shaky, "I want to see if it looks good on you."
Taehyung looked at the outfit Isabella had chosen, his gaze tracing the fabric and design. He took it from her hands, their fingers brushing momentarily, sending a small shiver down his spine. "Alright," he said, "let me try it on."
Isabella stepped back, giving him space to try on the outfit she had picked out. Her heart thumped in her chest, the anticipation building. He went inside the bathroom and changed into the outfit she had chosen.
As he slipped into the outfit Isabella had chosen, her eyes remained fixed on him, studying the way the clothes fit him. She observed the way the fabric hugged his body, accentuating his muscular frame. There was a hint of admiration and something else, something more complex, in her gaze.
Taehyung looked at his reflection in the mirror, assessing the outfit Isabella had chosen for him. As he checked himself out, he couldn't help but feel a fluttering sensation in his chest. The clothes fit perfectly, clinging to his body in all the right places. A small smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, and he turned towards her, seeking her response.
Taehyung turned towards Isabella, awaiting her reaction as he stood there in the outfit she had chosen. His eyes fixed on her face, searching for any hint of approval or disappointment. The silence in the air was deafening as he waited, anticipating her response.
He waited for her response, seeking her opinion on his appearance. He couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation as he posed the question, "How do I look?" Isabella looked at him, her eyes raking over his form in the outfit she had chosen.
She opened her mouth to speak, but her words seemed to fail her. Instead, what came out was a soft gasp, followed by a brief pause. However, she quickly caught herself, realizing that saying "Breathtaking..." Instead, she paused, choosing her words carefully before replying, "You look... good."
