In Another Lifetime

Time Flies

But as perfect as he was physically, he was also perfect in every other way. It had never just been about his looks. He had a heart of gold, and an annoyingly cute sense of humor. His smile made my heart melt, and his love for children was beautiful, as was his love for any living creature. His fashion sense was eclectic, and his ability to take amazing photo's of the scenery around him was unmatched. The thing that touched me the most was his love for the other members, and how much they loved him back. It was almost as if they all knew they needed to take care of him, as if he was the one who needed the most love and affection.

~♡~

He finally looked up, seeing me watching him, and he smiled, putting his phone down, and standing up.

I swallowed, my heart leaping in my chest as I couldn't help but to stare at his body. He was absolutely gorgeous. I knew I should look away, but my eyes were drawn to him like a moth to a flame, and they traveled up and down his golden skin, devouring every inch of his naked form.

When my eyes finally met his, he was watching me, not the least bit phased that I'd been so unashamedly staring at him.

"This is hardly fair," he pouted, raising an eyebrow at me, his voice deep.

I was still lost in the beauty that was Taehyung, and wasn't really comprehending what he was saying.

"Huh?"

He walked towards me, and my eyes widened, my breath all but stopping as he got closer. He stopped directly in front of me, one finger coming up to slide under the neckline of my t-shirt.

"Why are you still wearing this, while I'm standing here naked?"

I blinked, my eyes locked on his collarbones, my chest rising and falling harshly as his finger traced inside the curve of that neckline, up to my shoulder. From that point, he ran it up my neck to just below my ear, then along my jawline to my chin. He lifted my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

He leaned down, his teeth grabbing my bottom lip, tugging it gently, then sucking it into his mouth. I was so caught up in that, that I failed to realize that he had pulled my shirt up, not noticing until he pushed my arms up so he could pull it over my head. He released my lip for mere seconds, tossing my t-shirt who knows where, before his mouth claimed mine in an all consuming kiss.

I didn't care what he had planned, I was a puppet, and he was my master, the puppeteer that could control my every move, and I eagerly awaited his next command.

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The rest of our days passed by so much quicker than either of us wanted them to. They were busy, working on choreography for a new song, but I don't think it would have mattered if they weren't. We knew what was coming, and because of that knowledge, every minute seemed to tick by that much faster.

Thank goodness I was his stylist, because I got to be close to him quite often throughout the day.

Even though they were working hard, RM tried to have us out of there by 8pm each night, only a couple nights did we end up there till after 10pm and I found myself more than thankful that my apartment was so close that it literally took us two minutes to get there. He never said what his reason was, but Tae told me he was pretty sure that RM was just trying to allow us as much alone time with each other as he could.

It made sense, especially since none of the other guys seemed very surprised each evening when it was near or just after 8, and RM was calling it a day. I decided that it must be something they had all agreed to, and I loved them all so much for how thoughtful they were, because I also know how dedicated they are.