Love, Taehyung

10

I take a long drag from his cigarette and let him wipe his lips across mine, his tongue slapping mine. This is where I belong. I am finally giving my love to someone; I think. I felt fingers groping my thighs and ass, I don't mind. Here I can truly be myself; the miserable girl who lets people use her up like cheap soap. 

Seungi treats me like his princess, this is the most I have ever felt liked. What is love? Is love real? How is a girl who has never experienced it supposed to know the answer? I rest my head on Seungi's shoulder, he mumbles something but I don't catch what he's saying as my mind seems to be swinging. It might be from all the alcohol I drank. I feel like I'm going to fall; will Seungi catch me?  

"Y/N!" I hear Seungi laugh but he sounds a million miles away. "What did you do to her?"

"We're only having some fun!" Seungi's arms wrap around my shoulders. "Aren't we Y/N?"

"Yes!" I giggle, this doesn't sound like me. "I am having lots and lots of fun!"

"I'm taking her home," I feel Taehyung's warmth and I immediately feel love. "And stop playing with girls as if they're sex objects."

"Why not?" I snuggle into Taehyung's chest as he carries me away. "They like it."

"You're alright," Taehyung whispers into my ear, his warm breath tickling my ear. "You're always a mess and you push people away, but you're alright."

"Do you love me?" I blubber, my eyelids falling. 

"Wow," I hear him chuckle; why do I feel at ease when I'm with him? "Of course, I love you. I have loved you since I met you, but you're too dense to see it. I'm sure one day you'll realise."