TaeLyn and Jungkook are twins that were adopted by Dad's Jin and Joonie. TaeLyn likes Taehyung but he's already involved in a scandal just waiting to unveil. Jungkook and Jimin both slept with the same girl but who takes responsibility of the conseq...
He watched as she squirmed, still oblivious to his presence as she observed herself.
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TaeLyn wasn't comfortable in the clothing she currently donned. She had become curious the minute her eyes spotted the piece of sparkly fabric hanging on the clothes rack. It's black and sheer, lace design caught her eye and curiosity seeped in. It fit her well. Maybe her thighs we're too big for this type of dress and she was too short that it looked like a little girl wearing a big t-shirt. But her curved filled every space of the dress. She let the soft smile of her face dropped and looked down, running her hands over the curve of her thighs. Why do they have to be so thick? She sighed and sniffled as her sinuses swelled up when her insecurities got the best of her.
Taehyung let his eyes race all over her, taking in every defined curve and the way her legs went on for miles in those heels. He wanted so badly to reach out and run his hands over her. He wanted to pull her body closer to him and tell her how beautiful she was. He wanted to tell her everything he wanted to do to her. Taehyung wanted to take her, right at once. He wanted to slowly peel that dress off her body and sink his teeth into the skin. He wanted to lift that skirt and feel her over those boy shorts she wore. The way her eyes will widen when he slips his hand in her boy shorts and touch her. Her cheeks would become crimson and those innocent eyes would hide as they rolled to the back of her head. These were his current thoughts about her. And although he only had these thoughts about one person, someone he loves to death, he didn't think much of it. It's just out of hormone, he thought.
Taehyung noticed how she constantly began to sniffle and let out deep breaths. He stopped thinking of her the way he was, and furrowed his eyebrows when he saw her expression thru the mirror. His heart cringed when he saw a tear leave he left eye. She let out a soft whimper then wiped her eyes, looking into the mirror. She was startled as she saw Taehyung in the rearview mirror and almost screamed, but she settled for smacking Taehyung on his arm once again. "What are you doing?! Get out of here before someone—" she stops when Taehyung's eyes widen and his pupils dilate. Seeing her back and legs greatly exposed in the sheer dress was one sight to fantasize about. But seeing what he was fantasizing about a few seconds ago, in person only made him excited at the wrong time. She was more stunning than ever. Her breast were perky and plump as the fabric of the dress pushed against her chest. It made her glowing skin more noticeable. The V in her lower region was defined by her thick thighs just like he'd imagine.
TaeLyn couldn't deny she liked the way Taehyung stared at her. It made her feel special, sexy, and desirable. thoughts she didn't often receive. The look itself spoke Taehyung's thoughts. He wanted her. But she couldn't give in. If she was going to stop being so forgiving and naïve, she might as well start with this boy who called himself her boyfriend. "You look—"
"Can you get out, please?" I whisper, shyly. It takes him a while to react but once he struggles to force his eyes to leave my body, he nods and slowly leaves. I change back into my clothes quickly, eyeing the curtain as if Taehyung will step back in. When I walk out, he's standing by a rack of clothes for men. I'm about to speak when he lifts a shirt and says,
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It was a shirt I couldn't imagine him wearing. Considering he usually wore shirts of one specific color, this one was... cute. It was a whitewashed version of floral print. It had a quote I really didn't understand but the font was elegant. He seemed to be infatuated with it. He didn't notice I stood beside him. I cleared my throat and with one quick look to me, he put it back quickly. "I'll wait outside." I nodded shyly and he walked away. I sighed and turned my gaze back on the shirt. My gaze lingered with hesitation. I'm supposed to be less myself and more strict with my feelings. Yet here I am, stretching my arm to grab the shirt in my hands and carry it to the cashier with a couple shirts I decided to buy. As the cashier checks out the items I've bought, I get the thought to return and grab the same shirt in my sight.
I can't let only Taehyung have the shirt.
I smiled at the cashier as she handed my bag, bowing to her respectfully. I stepped out and expected Taehyung to have his on his phone with he looked at the sight of the first floor with a small smile. I slowly snuck up on him and watched him as his eyes followed two little kids who ran around playing with their new toys. The little girl fell when the little boy accidentally pushed her and screamed, "PABO!" Her voice echoed through the small and Taehyung let out a laugh, looking away from them and to me. When he saw me, he jumped and held a hand to his heart. I giggled and walked away to another store, Taehyung following close behind. He wouldn't speak much as I looked through clothes. No signs of boredom came from him. He picked out shirts and held them out for me. I'd either wrinkle my nose or bite my lip as I pondered on whether it was worth trying on. H cheeks would redden every time I did and although the first time was unintentionally, I continued repeating the same action cause I loved his reaction. I tried on a few things and Taehyung would give me his thoughts.
Mainly it was comments like:
Too short.
Hell No.
Fuck. Definetly not.
And my personal favorite,
Holy shit.
His eyes would widen and mouth would part. His tongue would dart and moisten his lips, before his teeth bit down. It was hot and ignited a fire in my stomach. When I tried on jeans, he wouldn't agree on any. They we're either to tight or fit perfectly. But I had no choice. I only have 5 pairs of jeans and two more would hurt. I got distressed denim ones and low-rise, straight-legged jeans. Every time I paid, he'd leave the store and wait outside. We'd been to about ten stores and in three, he'd spotted something he liked. My heart would become heavy when I forced myself to look away and leave the store. I ended up buying them. I didn't give them to him till we sat in the truck, cooling off from the suddenly hot weather. I removed my jacket and scarf throwing them in the back. I kept three bag in my hands a handed them to him. He looked away from the window and gave me a confused look. I just rolled my eyes and shoved the bags into his arms. "Early birthday present." I pulled out of the parking lot and avoided his eyes.
"Why?" he whispered, pulling out the first shirt he spotted. I sighed. "You're my boyfriend, aren't you?" I mumbled, defeated. "Even though you don't act like one." His eyes drop. "I'm sorry." I shake my head. "If you're going to be ignoring me, please spare me the time." Taehyung looks out the window, biting on his bottom lip. "Sorry..." I park in my driveway and turn off the engine, turning to Taehyung.
