Obsessed | kth ✓

- twenty-eight -

WARNING: the following text contains mature content

Stunned, I abruptly straightened myself up in the bed, whirling around to stare at Taehyung. "Move in? You mean, like here? At your place?" I asked in disbelief.

He looked up, folding one arm and placing it under his head as the outer corner of his lips tugged upwards in a small smirk. "Um, yeah," the smirk quickly grew into a grin. "I mean, I can get another place for us if you don't like this one," he shrugged nonchalantly.

"Oh." was all I could say as my thoughts were using my brain as a punching bag.

His eyes drifted off towards the ceiling and he let out a sigh before sitting up next to me, taking my hands in his and resting them on his lap.

"What I wanted to say was, I want us to start living together," he gave a soft smile, causing my fragile heart to flutter in my chest. His gaze dropped to my knees. "If that's what you want, too."

Completely flabbergasted, all I could do was stare at him speechless.

"What do you think?" he glanced up, large puppy eyes scanning my face for any sign of my upcoming answer.

His long slender fingers gave my palm a light squeeze, his eyes sparkling with hopefulness.

"Um," my lips caught my lower lip anxiously. "To be honest, Taehyung, I'm not sure what I think." Well, wasn't that the truth.

"Why not?" his eyebrows dipped slightly, a disappointed look painted over his face.

"I- I don't know. I've lived alone for so long and this would be a big change for me. Moreover, do you really think we're ready for this?" I questioned, feeling his grip on my hand loosening up a bit. His face fell.

"You think that it's too soon, don't you?" he asked in a quiet voice. "I suppose you're right. But I want to make this work so much. I'm just going with what my heart is telling me right now," he gave a crooked smile, taking my hand and pressing my palm against his chest.

I shuddered upon feeling his heartbeat under the thin fabric of his shirt.

"I-" I let out a soft groan. "I have to think about it." As a matter of fact, I was being completely honest. As much as I loved spontaneity, I didn't want to rush into things without thinking them over, and this was a really, really big decision to make in the blink of an eye.

He nodded in understanding. "I get that, really, I do. So here's what I'm suggesting," he suddenly scooted over to the edge of the bed and hoped off, scurrying towards one of the shelves on the wall and grabbing a small object from there. "I'll give you this," he sat down next to me, took my hand and put something cold and metallic in it. A key. "You can come and leave whenever you want. Let's try this for a while, maybe if you spent some more time here it will be easier for you to figure out whether you want this or not. I don't want to force anything on you." he gave a shy smile.

Bewildered, I stared down at the key in my hand as if it were poisonous. My thoughts raced. What Taehyung was suggesting wasn't a bad idea, at least this way I didn't feel pressured to make a decision I wasn't ready to. Also, this may be good for us, help us develop our relationship. Maybe work out whatever issues he seemed to be dealing with.

I wanted to be with him. I wanted to make him happy, and truthfully, when all of the tension subsided finally, I was struck by the realization that I felt extremely guilty for mindlessly kissing Jimin back that one time. I desperately wanted to make it up to Taehyung somehow, to make him happy.

I took a deep breath in. "Yea, okay."

His eyes rounded and a face-splitting grin painted over his lips. "Really? You want to give this a try?"