THE WORLD SHE PAINTED RED |KTH(18+)

CH-70| LOVED~

Isabella spoke, "I want to bathe." expressing her desire to bathe, Taehyung halted his steps, his attention completely focused on her. She continued, mentioning that she felt "very clingy." In response, Taehyung nodded, signaling his understanding, and made his way over to the attached bathroom nearby.

Taehyung returned after some time, proceeding towards her. Without warning, he lifted her gently into his arms. Startled, she let out a gasp, uttering his name, "Tae..."He felt shiver run down at her gasp, he carried her into the bathroom. She looked up at him, her voice tinged with surprise and curiosity, asking, "What are you doing?"

Taehyung held onto her securely, his grip firm as he responded, "You wanted a bath." Isabella raised an eyebrow, her frown deepening as she replied, "I understand, but we have a nurse for that." In response, Taehyung looked directly into her eyes, his gaze carrying a silent plea to trust and allow him to do what he desired to. His firm grip on her.

Isabella rolled her eyes in protest, asserting, "There's no way I'm bathing in front of you!" Taehyung responded calmly, "I never said I'll be in front of you. I'll be behind you." His words caught her off guard, causing her cheeks to flush pink. Suddenly feeling flustered and speechless, she sealed her lips, unsure of how to respond.

Taehyung locked eyes with her, his tone authoritative yet tender as he spoke, "I promised you, I won't cross my lines... just trust me." While his words carried an implicit request for her to trust him, her gaze spoke volumes. Without uttering a word, her eyes conveyed a silent affirmation, signaling that she trusted him implicitly, with her life itself.

Taehyung lifted her gently and set her down on the basin island. She observed his every move with rapt attention as he reached for the first aid kit. He returned, carefully removing the bandage wrapped around her head. As he did so, an uncanny sense of familiarity washed over her, evoking a sense of déjà vu.(CH- It resembled the vivid dream she had experienced before, when they had been in a similar situation mirroring a dream she had once experienced in this very bathroom. )

He gently pressed the fresh bandage on her stitches, the action executed with a gentle meticulousness. He looked at her and she was already looking at him, and the world around them seemed to momentarily freeze, as if time itself had paused. The way she was looking at him, Taehyung found himself consumed by a maelstrom of intrusive thoughts, and one prominent thought stood out in particular—the overwhelming urge to pull her towards him into a passionate kiss.

He helped her carefully seat on a chair, then inquired, concern etched on his face. "Is your leg and hand okay? Are you feeling comfortable?" She nodded silently, and he reassured her, "Tell me if I hurt you." His words echoed with such certainty that she was unable to doubt them, her eyes conveying a sense of trust in him. Her soft-Unspoken response, "You'll never," left no room for doubt – she knew he would never cause her pain.

Taehyung looked at her, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. He inquired, "Sorry, did you say something?" She shook her head in response, indicating a negative response. With care and gentleness, he leaned her head back on the chair, positioning it close to the bathtub. He began tenderly washing her hair, his touch both soothing and nurturing, a gesture of affection.

After finishing with her hair, he took the hair dryer and gently dried her locks, careful not to cause any discomfort. He then stood in front of her, tilting his head to inspect her hair and the bandage. She sat there, gaze fixed upon him, not even blinking once, as if she found herself involuntarily drawn to him.

He returned holding some napkins in hand, sinking down to his knees in front of her. With gentle care, he gently wiped her face, his touch tender and gentle. Then, he spoke, his voice soft and cautious. "It will hurt if I apply soap directly on the skin. There are some scratches, right?" She nodded.