"Opposite Attracts" ||Kim Taehyung FF||

chapter 37

Taehyung swallowed the myriad emotions swirling within him, and gently pulled her closer, his arm wrapping around her waist in a firm yet subtle side hug. The contact was both familiar and foreign to him. The warmth of her body against his, the softness of her pajamas under his touch. It sent a strange shiver up his spine, an unfamiliar flutter in his stomach.

As she buried her face in his chest, the tension in her body slowly eased. He found himself running his fingers gently through her hair, the soft locks gliding through his fingers. The gesture felt strangely intimate, a gesture of comfort he didn't know he was capable of. Taehyung's heart quickened at the action. Her closeness, the scent of her shampoo, her warm breath against his chest. It was all too much and yet not enough.

As her fingers clenched his shirt, Taehyung felt his breath hitch. The feel of her hands holding onto him, the pressure of her grip, it sent a wave of unfamiliar emotions through him.
He tried to control his response, his hand still gently stroking her hair, his other arm holding her firmly against his chest. He could feel her heartbeat against his own, the rhythm fast but beginning to slow, synchronising with his.Taehyung's voice was low and soothing, a soft whisper in the quiet of the room.

Taehyung: princess......

His hand continued to stroke her hair, the gentle movement attempting to comfort and soothe her. He could feel the tension slowly leaving her body, her grip on his shirt loosening slightly.
She said nothing in response, her face still buried in his chest. He could feel her breaths becoming deeper, her body sagging against his, a sign of her exhaustion. His hand slid from her hair down to her back, rubbing slow, gentle circles. The room fell silent again, the only sound being the steady thumping of their hearts.

Taehyung continued the soothing motion of his hand on her back, his touch gentle yet firm. He could feel her body slowly relaxing, the tension giving way to exhaustion. His heart was still racing, the feelings from earlier still swirling in his head, but he focused on comforting her, on soothing her troubled mind and weary body.Taehyung felt a pang of concern as he asked the question, his voice filled with genuine worry.

Taehyung: What happened, baby?

he repeated, his hand still rubbing slow circles on her back. He could feel a tension in her body as she sighed, her head raising slightly from his chest. Her eyes were still avoiding his gaze, and her voice was soft and weary as she spoke.

Iris: it's nothing...

Taehyung's gut twisted at her response. There was clearly something bothering her, something she was trying to hide. He wanted to press her, to find out what was causing her distress, but he also didn't want to push her too far.He took in her expression, the way her eyes still refused to meet his gaze, and his heart ached. Her dismissive comment had only fuelled his concern.

Taehyung: That's not true, baby,I can tell something's bothering you. Please, talk to me.

Iris remained silent for a moment, her eyes still cast downward. She seemed to be warring with something internally, a battle between her need to keep things to herself and her desire to talk. Taehyung waited patiently, his hand stilling its soothing motion on her back, his heart heavy with worry. He didn't want to pressure her, but he also hated seeing her like this, troubled and closed off.

Taehyung: Are you still scared, princess?

His hand on her back resumed its soothing motion, gently stroking her skin. He could tell from her body language and demeanor that she was indeed still shaken by the earlier encounter.

Iris didn't respond verbally, but her body betrayed her. She shifted slightly, her shoulders tensing and a shiver running down her spine. It was a subtle reaction, but it was enough to confirm Taehyung's suspicions. He felt a pang of anger and protectiveness in his heart. The man from earlier had clearly scared her, and that thought infuriated him. But he tried to contain his own emotions, focusing on comforting her instead.