Benefits //kth

2. Bad Idea

I wracked my brain, replaying the events that lead up to this moment in my head. It just didn't add up. I plead momentary insanity. Unfortunately it's a little too late to take it back.

Rhythmic knocking at my door brought me from my thoughts. I sat up from my sofa with shaky legs and took a deep breath. I can do this. I hid my whirlwind of emotions under a calm collected mask. I grasp the door handle and swung it open. Taehyung stood on the other side with a sheepish smile.

"Sorry I'm late I got little hungry." He apologized, stepping in so I could shut the door.

"Oh. You didn't get me any?" I ask seriously, looking down at his empty hands as I said so. Humor was my go to when I was nervous or scared sadly, I was the only one who'd find it funny.

"Uh..." Taehyung's eyes widen a fraction and he hastily pulls out his phone. "I can order take out. What do you feel like eating?" He looks back up at me with big eyes.

"I'm joking. Calm down." I couldn't help the small rumble of laughter that spilled past my lips. I turned my back on him and wondered into the kitchen. I rummaged through the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water hoping to ease the bundle of nerves nestled deep within my stomach.

"Did you want something to drink?" I called from over my shoulder.

There was a short moment of silence as I gulped down the cold liquid, soothing my nerves somewhat. "Maybe later when we take a break." Taehyung's deep voice reverberated from behind me, causing me to choke on my water.

Thankfully the water hadn't gotten caught in my throat and I was able to cough it off quickly.

"That wasn't the way I wanted to have you choking tonight."

"Oh my god. Please shut up before I change my mind. And what do you mean take a break? How long do you plan on being here?" I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks at his sly remarks.

"As long as I need to." His answer hadn't really given an explanation but I had my own interpretation. Fuck him out of my system.

Taehyung's large hands went straight to my backside grasping tightly, causing me to yelp in surprise. He used my flustered state to his advantage and hoisted me up, pushing me flush against his body. My legs instinctively tightened around his waist for security.

"So where am I going?" He questions, spinning around a couple of times.

Oh god. "My bedrooms upstairs, first door on the left. Think you can make it without dropping me?" I ask nervously, my nails slightly digging into his shoulders but not enough to hurt.

Taehyung looks up at me with an offended expression across his face. "I'll try." He then says sarcastically. I must've questioned his masculinity, Seokjin becomes extremely rude and sarcastic when I question him as well. I guess that's men, I suppose.

Taehyung starts walking from the kitchen and his hands that were firmly grasping my thighs now slid up and nestled tightly around by ass. "Hey." My thighs squeeze at his waist in warning.

"What?" He has a goofy smile painted on his face as he now starts making his way up the stairs. I want to frown but his face is making it impossible. Especially when it's so close to mine, I can't help but look away.

"So you really live all alone?" He asks curiously.

I look back to him and find him focusing on the steps below. "Yep. My mom's a doctor and she got transferred but she trusts me enough to stay alone."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding when we finally reached the top of the stairs. A short laugh leaves Taehyung's mouth and I internally coo at the sound. "What's so funny?"