At the end of the day Taehyung completed his shoot.
My work ends here. I packed my things and moved to leave that place.
"Love, you should come over."
I froze on the spot when I felt his breathe against my shoulder, I don't want to step back as I knew, I'll bump into him.
"I'm not your play type. Find someone else."
I tried to sneak out when he instantly grabs my arms. My heart skips a beat when I looked up, surprisingly.
"Love, don't be mean to me."
Why do I feel so good when he calls my name?
Why he make me suffer?
I think, I'm drowning again.
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Romance❝Let me taste your lips and I swear you can mine.❞ Taehyung smirked knowing the fact Love will blow him away. What happens when an actor keeps on annoying his sweet stylist? In the end, there is only love... A story of a stylist to sweethearts
