liberosis | taehyung

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zara

to be honest, taehyung isn't the worst person to be around. watching deadpool with him wasn't complete torture.

looking over at him, my heart speeds up a bit. he's hot like really hot. but he's not my type at all, kinda.

"what's going on in that head of yours?"

i'm brought back to reality when taehyung starts bothering me again.

"how amazing deadpool's ass looks."

"i think mine looks better, waayy better."

i roll my eyes and laugh.

"excuse me but his ass is amazing in that red spandex, so don't come for bae."

taehyung shoves my shoulder and starts pouting like a child. i push his head to bother him. when he looks at me i know it's on.

he grabs my leg and pulls me under him. i kick him off the couch, trying to run for my safety. he grabs my foot and drags me down towards him. his arms wrap around my waist so i can't move.

pinching the shit out of his arm, i get loose and pull him into a chokehold.

"ooh choke me harder."

"what the fuck?"

he laughs at me and then taps out. i reluctantly let go. no point in killing a giant in my own home. taehyung moves back to his spot. he grabs my arm, making me fly up and land in his lap.

as if it's a fanfiction i'm now straddling him. my eyes look down at taehyung and he looks up at me. in that moment my throat dries up.

my eyes trail down to his lips. he slightly parts them letting his tongue slip from between them and run along his bottom lip. they look so perfect and pink. i gulp and look back up to his eyes. he closes them and leans in.

i close mine and lean down.