Edges of Temptation | TAEJIN

Chapter 20

♪ - I can't lose you by Isak Danielson

Seokjin

Waking up felt like getting hit by a freight train. Not that I'd know what that felt like, but damn, it was close. My head throbbed like it was punishing me for every bad decision I'd made in the last twelve hours, and my mouth was so dry it felt like I'd swallowed a desert.

Shit, I thought, cracking one eye open just enough to regret it instantly. Light poured in through the curtains like it had a personal vendetta against me.

Great, just what I needed. A hangover and the sun being a dramatic asshole.

I felt something heavy pressing down on my body as I tried to move, but the weight on my waist made it hard, and my eyes were blurry enough to make it difficult to see anything. I hastily rubbed my eyes, and a whole lot of scenes flashed through my mind-those involving every detail from last night as I lay still, trying to face everything from yesterday.

My face heated up with embarrassment as I bit my lip-what the fuck did I end up doing yesterday, why did I have to kiss him? If I hadn't, he wouldn't have pulled me into that goddamn room, and we-we wouldn't-shit. I covered my mouth, nibbling on my bottom lip, a new desire settling inside me, a soft thrill rushing through my veins, and the feeling of his touch still lingering everywhere on me. I even fell to admitting I dressed up like that for him, which was-partly right-yes.

I could feel extreme embarrassment at admitting something like that in the first place. Fuck, I'd been so shameless last night, but the bitter truth that everything I said was actually true made it worse. I had started liking Taehyung-a lot, but I'd never admit it-at least not anytime soon.

I felt a soft tug on my waist as I gasped with the way Taehyung pulled me against him, my back pressed on his chest. He wrapped both his arms around me, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck, his soft breaths against my skin the only rhythm filling my ears. I felt warm and comfy; peaceful for the first time. The action made me look down, and only then did I realize I was not in my same clothes; rather a grey t-shirt, a little oversized for me, with a pair of white shorts coming up to my upper thighs, and Taehyung's leg-over me.

What the hell?

"FUCK. TAEHYUNG!" I jerked up, and he whined, groaning, "Why are you being so loud?" He frowned and pulled up a pillow to his eyes as my mouth fell open at the realization he'd changed my clothes yesterday. I frowned, grasping the pillow and removing it. "Ahh, Jinnie-" he moaned. LEGIT MOANED! I straightened; even if it was just a whine, his raspy morning voice sounded so-hot.

STOP IT JIN! THERE'S A LIMIT TO SIMPING-

"I-you-no, who-" He sighed, slowly opening his eyes, still lying down but looking right at me. "You did it yourself." I frowned, tilting my head at his out-of-context phrase, and he gestured at my clothes with his eyes. I sighed, relieved. The very next second, I felt his hand grab my wrist and pull me back down to face him this time, and I was bound to stay like that without resisting because my body did not allow me to.

"T-Tae." It came out in almost a whisper as his thumb caressed my cheek and traveled down to my lips, massaging them. My eyes shut automatically, and I swallowed hard, sensing his face move closer to mine. His hands went down to my neck as he caressed the bruise he had left on my neck, "What if I changed your clothes?" He breathed in a shaky exhale as I swallowed again; a lump forming in my throat and an unusual heat rising in the pit of my stomach. He moved closer, his lips brushing my cheek, "And what if I didn't just change your clothes but-" he placed a sensual kiss on my cheek as I clenched his black tank t-shirt, "I really wanted to go all the way, do so much more. The way you tempted me last night-you should thank me for controlling my urge to fuck you. Trust me, Jin, it would have been so easy-I just needed to bend you over and-" He bit his bottom lip, and I found myself breathless at those few words he just uttered. My mind raced at the speed of light. His lips placed a soft open-mouthed kiss next to my lips, and I melted into it; I automatically leaned forward, and he suddenly pulled away, making me pout.