"Opposite Attracts" ||Kim Taehyung FF||

chapter 32

Taehyung: Game's over, You did alright, I guess.

He avoided her gaze, pretending to be unaffected. But the brief moment she had been attached to him had stirred up a storm of feelings inside him that he couldn't quite ignore.

Iris: You did well too.

Taehyung raised a skeptical eyebrow, a hint of surprise on his face at her compliment. 

Taehyung: Yeah, I know, I always do well.

He puffed out his chest slightly, trying to seem unfazed, but deep down, her praise made him feel a little warmer than he'd like to admit.He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, noticing the way she was still snuggled in his jacket. A pang of something - pride, affection, he wasn't sure - tugged at his heart. 

Taehyung: You sure look good in my jacket.

he muttered quietly, trying to make it sound flippant, but a hint of genuine affection slipped into his tone. Iris blushed slightly at his remark. She knew he was trying to play it cool, but she could hear the sincerity in his voice.  She tugged the jacket tighter around her, inhaling the scent once more, a secret smile playing at her lips. 

Iris: Of course I do. Anything looks good on me.

A chuckle escaped Taehyung's lips, the sound unexpected and warm. He hadn't expected her to retort with the same confidence. 

Taehyung: Cocky, aren't we? Careful, princess, your ego is showing.
Iris: Maybe I like being full of myself.

she replied cheekily, meeting his gaze with a challenging one of her own. 
She was secretly enjoying this light-hearted banter, especially after the earlier tension between them. She missed moments like these with him, where they were able to just jest and tease each other without the weight of their complicated feelings hanging over them.

Meanwhile Mingue and Grace walked into the forest together, their steps crunching on the fallen leaves and twigs. The trail was narrow and winding, leading deeper into the forest. It was quiet and secluded here, the tall trees creating a canopy above them, casting shadows over the path.
Mingue reached out and grabbed Grace's wrist, holding her in place. 

Mingue: Do you really wanna play this? (he asked, his voice flirty.
Grace looked at him)
Grace: What do you mean?

she asked, her voice quavering slightly. Mingue stepped closer to her, backing her up against a tree trunk.
 
Mingue: I mean, Do you really wanna play this game, or do you just wanna play with each other?

Grace swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest.His gaze roamed over her, taking in the way she was pressed against him, her breathing quickened, her eyes wide. 
Mingue leaned in, his face close to hers. He could smell her, a mix of something floral and spicy, and it drove his senses wild.

He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers brushing against her skin in a way that sent shivers down her spine. 
He leaned in even closer, his lips hovering dangerously close to hers.
He chuckled, his eyes roving over her face. 

Mingue: You know. I've always thought you were pretty.But today..... You're more than just pretty. You're breathtaking.

Grace could feel her cheeks burning, her heart racing in her chest. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, the desire in his eyes as he looked at her. She tried to speak, to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. All she could do was look at him, her eyes wide, her lips parted slightly in a silent gasp.
His hand reached her waist pulling her closer.