Benefits //kth

3. Array of emotions

"Are you okay?" I turn my head to find Taehyung looking at me with regarding eyes.

It had to be around one in the morning and I had never seen anything more beautiful than the way he looked with moonlight glittering across his bare skin.

Hours before, I had opened my door to find Taehyung giving me the briefest look of uncertainty, probably regretting coming over but it didn't last long because we were on each other faster than we could respond. And that's how we ended up here, in my bed, tired yet sleepless.

"I'm fine. I was just bored." I said quietly, looking back into his eyes. I couldn't say I was lonely because it could quickly change the outcome of whatever we have going on right now and judging by the look on his face he knew exactly what I meant. This is just sex the thought of codependency would scare anyone away.

I then reciprocated the question. It was clear he had been looking for the same thing I had, comfort.

"I didn't want to be at home." He answered, his gaze rising to my ceiling.

I nod understandingly. "It's okay to stay here if you want." I say tiredly rolling over to my side.

"Really?" Taehyung's voice comes out loud and surprised. "I mean I don't want it to be weird or anything." He tries again, sounding a lot more nonchalant.

"I don't see why not. It's not like it's the first time." I yawn.

•.•.•.•.•

In the early hours of the morning I found myself waking up to the sound of my own moaning. I was startled by the sudden pressure building from within me. It wasn't until I was able to feel the strong grip of Taehyung's hands holding me in place had I realized in my sleepy state that Taehyung was going down on me.

It was a pleasurable surprise that I'd be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed.

After that we began getting ready for school. My face remained beet red throughout the entirety of my morning routine. Despite just how cold I set the temperature of my shower. After my shower I was faced with a unwelcoming feeling as Taehyung was nowhere to be found.

In the mist of my conflicted emotions I managed to drown a bowl of fruity pebbles in river of milk. That was the last straw, why the hell am I here destroying food over that son of bitch? This is who he is. I shouldn't expect anything more from a fucking pretty boy-

The familiar creaking of my front door tore me from my thoughts as I unconsciously shoveled my cereal down my throat.

I swallowed any remaining cereal and stared up in surprise at Taehyung. "You came back?" I find myself asking.

Taehyung's eyebrow rose slightly as he examined me, eyes momentarily settling on the poor of milk that surrounds my bowl on the table. "Yeah?"

I awkwardly take another bite. "What's that?" I ask with a mouth full of food, pointing to the arm hidden behind Taehyung's back.

Squinting pretty fiercely I was able to spot a sequined like bag. "Is that a purse?"

"What no. Its just a bag." He says defensively when he caught on to my question.

"Okay..." I drag on. "Why do you have it?"

"Just in case I slept over duh." He says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

Yeah because that isn't presumptuous. I feel stupid for even feeling this way about him. He probably expects me to just cave in anytime he wants something.

"I always have a bag in my car for whenever I sleep over at my friends." Taehyung's eyes flicker from mine to the wall as he says this. I nod in response, looking back to my food. I spot his figure go upstairs from the corner of my eye.

Minutes later I hear Taehyung's footsteps patted down the wood flooring of my stairs as I wipe down my granite countertop with paper towels.

"Are you hungry? I have cereal, granola bars, and fruit." I look up to see the boy watching me from my kitchen opening.

A cute smile adorned his boyish features. He dropped his bag and skipped over to my cabinets, rummaging through my very limited supply food.

Now it was my turn to stare. He wore a black T-shirt that adorned his slender torso perfectly, light washed skinny jeans clung to him in all the right places, and he managed to pull off such a simple look with a pair of stylish boots and various pieces of jewelry making him look anything but simple. When I got to his face however, there seemed to be something off about him but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

With a mouth full of chocolate chip granola Taehyung raised his head and met my observing gaze.

Then it clicks. "Do you usually wear make up?" I wonder.

He frowns. "Sometimes. I mean it brings out my eyes and makes my skin look- why are you asking?"

I shrug, eyeing his bare face. "I just noticed something different about you."

"I'm still hot without it." He feels the need to point out.

It's painfully true of course but I could never admit that to him. "Get over yourself."

"Don't pretend you don't agree with me. Will you still love me even without make up?" He pouts, leaning over, completely invading my personal space.

A small smirk appears on Taehyung's face when he notices me flush at the close distance. His nose lightly brushes against mine.

"I'd have to actually be in love with you to answer that and being vain is an unattractive quality." I breath out, taken aback by his sudden playfully bold attitude. I was suffocating and it was all thanks to him.

Taehyung's left hand moved towards me and in a haste grabbed the small piece of granola bar left in Taehyung's hand and stuff it into Taehyung's mouth, catching him completely off guard. He was able to quickly retaliate by nipping at my finger tip, surprising me as well. An obnoxiously loud yelp escapes my mouth causing me to quickly cover it with my hands.

I quickly clear my throat and steer us away from this oddly intimate atmosphere. "We need to get to get going or else we'll be late."

"Or we can fuck."

"Are you really horny right now?" Even with his mouth spewing out provocative suggestions his smile was unnecessarily soft.

"Always." He whispers, his eyes never straying from mine.