Diet | K.TH (REWRITING)

Chapter 12: Scream

"...What?"

I refused to open my eyes to read his expression. The scream that had escape from my throat felt like a mistake, but it had been too late to correct it. "(Y/n), look at me," I turn my head away and pull my hands to my eyes. There was no way I could face him. "(Y/n)." Slender fingers find their way around my wrists. Their subtle attempts to pry the palms from my eyes seeming to only become needy. The urgency in Taehyung wanting me to face him became more, and more evident as he continued to call to me. "Please, just look!" He pins arms above my head, encasing the wrists with one hand while cupping my face with the other. Gently, Taehyung brought my face forward to look at him. To his disappointment though my lids were still screwed shut. "(Y/n), I'm not going to ask you again."

Regretfully I give in. Opening my eyes to meet his dark orbs match with a monotone expression. Taehyung was completely unreadable like before. His tongue made a quick appearance to swipe across his bottom lip, only for him to bite after it. It was as if I couldn't stop watching his lips. Even as he let out a half-hearted chuckle I couldn't detach my gaze. "Did he tell you that?" "What?" Taehyung's question caught me off guard as his voice pulls me away from my transfixtion. "Does your boyfriend say those kind of things about your body?" The dead pan look on his face signalled his seriousness, and I stumbled to say anything back. I'm the one who told him I had a boyfriend, I shouldn't be so surprised. So he continued on.

"Or was it that idiot, Jin? Because I'm sure your lover was excited to hear about that incident, regardless of it being some kind of fucking joke."

What could I say? I had no comeback for him as the words dripped from his lips like a venom. Taehyung was speaking with a sparking rage that threatened to ignite a flame if tempered with. Without waiting for my answers any longer his lips met mine once more. This time it was sweet, passionate in a way he hadn't expressed before to me. I couldn't help myself as I melt into him. Taehyung was like a drug I had become so addicted to that it didn't seem real. I had little to no restraint when it came to my growing cravings for his every touch. It wasnt expected, it didn't seem like something that ever happen to someone like me. But it is. Whether this be lust or something more, I was already so hooked there was no escape.

Taehyung's lips meshed with mine perfectly. Every kiss keeping me at bay as he began to speak between them. "You're beautiful..." His hold on me sent shivers down my spine. The small tugs at my hair, the caress of my cheeks becoming all too much. "This face," his fingers danced slowly down my body. Brushing here, and there to the sweet serenade of his voice and our puckered lips. "These breasts," a soft squeeze eliciting a small breathy moan from me and causing me to look at him with hooded eyes. I was hanging onto every word. "This stomach," the light feathering touches cascade lower. "These hips," a firm squeeze as he pushes his own down to mine. Forming our shapes together, and causing a sensational friction. "These thighs... And this ass of yours..." Taehyung's eyes land on mine. He knew what he was doing. Listing off my insecurities, making me vulnerable to him while blocking my chances to think logically. He was disabling me from argument. Not a word of complaint could come from me though. I waited on his last word like a pet, waiting to be told she is a good girl. My mind deep in a realm of submission I didn't realize existed for someone like me.

"Don't let another man touch these. They are mine. I will mark every inch of you so they know. I will pleasure you until you're unable to walk or speak. Because you are beautiful, do I make myself clear?"

All I can do is nod like a mindless girl. Every word Taehyung sputtered only causing me to become more lost in him. I was a mess. But at my response he smiled, and crawled back to the drivers seat. Disappointed is the only way to describe the feeling pitted deep in my gut as I watched him start the car again. I wanted to protest. To ask him to continue to kiss me, and to touch me. I couldn't though, so I remained silent while the view of the city whizzed by.

"Do you have classes tomorrow?" Taehyung leans forward, propping one hand on the wheel and an elbow into the dashboard. His head limply resting above his hand. A few glances shoot my way as I find the energy to answer. "I-in the morning... Yes..." Taehyung smiled at me childishly. The drive seemed to become more comfortable than before with a natural atmosphere. Only with a smile, as if it was the answer to everything. "I guess we will need to wake up early to get ready then. That's a shame... I wanted to keep you up all night." I almost choke on the air itself. As he was speaking, we pulled into a motel parking lot. My eyes nearly popped from their sockets. I couldn't believe that any of this was happening tonight. It was too much.

"Come on, Princess."

"T-Tae!" My hand clamps over my mouth in attempts to stay quiet, but it wasnt enough to stop the lewd noises from escaping. Taehyung thrusts his hips slightly, only making friction through the layers of clothing. But stirring up a pit of trouble for me. His teeth sunk into the skin of my neck. He had marked me repeatedly, but it apparently wasn't enough for him. With every mewl he never seemed to be fully satisfied. So he continued to do as he pleased, only edging me and driving me completely insane. It was utter madness.

"Pleas- Fuck, Tae, God!"

"That's a new one. Should I call you 'Angel', hmm?"

That scene continued to play in my head as I woke up from a heavy sleep. Still in the hotel room... I don't remember much from the night before, but my neck was completely sore. Taehyung seemed to have slipped away at some point as well. I wasn't too surprised I guess. Even after his big speech I still didn't let him have his way. I must've upset him, didn't give him what he wanted and he left. Just goes to show that the fat girl is easy I suppose. I crawl out of the bed to find my phone, and get me lift before I miss anything important at school. But once I found my phone I simply froze. Numbness spread through my chest before a wrenching pain. It wasn't expected, and it threw me off course entirely. A warmth slid down my cheeks only to be confirmed tears as they collided with the phone screen.

It hurts. It hurts seeing him gone when he said those things to me. Gave me the idea that I'm special. This just proves I was right for not falling for all of his tricks. That I was smart enough to not just allow myself to surrender completely. Though I'm sure he has plenty of crap to say about me. Maybe when I go back to campus I'll be the 'Fat whore'...

What have I done?

"Oh! You're awake, good! I wasn't sure what kind of coffee you liked so I got-" A voice startles me from my spot causing me to spin around. A quick heart thump to my chest, and I'm face to face with Taehyung. Worry spreads throughout his features when his eyes meet mine. "(Y/n)?" I realize what's wrong. My hands crash to my eyes to wipe away the tears staining my face. He can't see me like this. He can't see meant more vulnerable than he has. "Why were you crying? Baby girl, what's wrong?" I could deny it, I could lie and say allergies or absolutely anything. But I grab hold of him as he wraps his own arms around me. "I-... I thought y-you left me. That the fat girl didn't r-really matter to you."

"If I said it once, I'll say it again. You're beautiful. You're mine. So I won't leave you."