for you ❥ vrene

42: What Do You Want?

Irene's POV

I woke up to the feeling of something touching my head. I opened my eyes to see Taehyung looking at me, stroking my head and playing with my hair.

"Oh, you're awake?" He asked. I hummed in response.

"How come you always wake up before me?" I asked.

"I thought I would finally be able to sleep in peace, now that I have you. But then I also wanted to catch up on what I missed with you."

"What we did last night wasn't enough?" I chuckled, kind of embarassed on how far we went.

"I was making love to you. Something I would do every night to tell you how much I want to spend my life with you. But what I missed the most was starring at you, admiring you when you never knew I was there. I would always walk by your math class and see you laughing so hard till you cry and how you'd fool around with Wendy. You'd look the most beautiful when you genuinely smiled."

He took and deep breath and continued.

"You'd look the worst when you'd cry. I would always be the reason of why you cried, so I tried hard to make you hate me. I was thinking about transferring schools, but even I coudln't handle that."

"You're logic is strange Taehyung. You think seeing me cry is the worst thing, but you make me cry even more to make me hate you." I chuckled against his chest.

He pulled me in closer.

"I never thought hating you would be so hard." I said.

"What do you mean? It's not half as hard as my dick last-." I cut him off by pinching him on his waist.

"Disgusting."

"You call it disgusting, but I call it my love for you."

"More like lust." I said before looking at him with a smirk. I know how much it annoys him when I question his love for me.

"You... are about to get it from me." He said before he grabbed my waist, pinning me to the mattress with both of his legs on my sides, rolling on top of me. He was tickling my weak spots. The right side of my waist and behind my ears. I couldn't breathe due to the laughter. I was pretty sure I felt some tears fall too. He leaned closer and whispered

"Wanna get married?" He stopped tickling me, and I immediately stopped laughing, trying to take in what he just said.

Did he just propose to me? On a beach? In a tent? While we were naked tickling each other?

If his proposal was genuine, I wasn't going to give in that easily. I gave him a mischievous smile earning myself a confused look from him.

"It depends."

"What do you mean?" He said with a confused tone, nervous facial expression and I could tell he was a little mad that I might put marriage conditions in our relationship.

"When do you want to get married."

"Obviously not now. I want to be engaged to you now so then I can call you my fiance. A step up from girlfriend. We'll get married after university and when we have stable jobs so we can but our own house and have babies."

"We're going to have babies when we have our own house? Why not now?"

"Are you in such a rush, that you want to hear Jungkook complaining on how we dirtied his bed sheets?"

"I'm joking. On that topic, how many babies do you want?"

"How many can you give me?" He asked raising one of his eyebrows, and gently moving his fingertips on my stomach, making my breathing unstable.