Heatwave ~ Kim Taehyung

Needy

'Y/N' Taehyung whines. You turn to pin him with hooded unimpressed eyes. 'I'm horny.'

The two of you have been sleeping together for a few months now, it's a carefully crafted, consensual agreement between two adults, two close friends. You have sex whenever you want to, no strings attached, friendship unaffected, none of that exclusive bullshit or godforbidden feelings. Just sex.

Sometimes you go a week without fucking each other, other times it's five times in one night. There really is no strict schedule, it's a casual, open relationship.

No, not relationship.

Friend(s-who-have-sex)ship.

After that club night, you both decided that there is an undeniable sexual tension between you that hovers beyond your platonic dynamic, yet it is purely physical. Neither of you are seeking anything more, neither of you want to give up your promiscuity for each other.

Thus births... Whatever this is.

'And what about it?' Sunday afternoon, you're lounging on your cream L-shaped couch like vegetables, watching your favourite episodes of The Office. Taehyung is reclined on you, his head cradled in your arms in place of a cushion, and he's stroking your hand a little too sweetly. Cuddling while watching a show together isn't uncommon between you, though he is almost always the one to instigate it.

At your apathetic response, he pouts, nuzzling into your bosom. This is exactly the baby behaviour he know that drives you wild; since when have you been about to resist such a docile sub?

This is the same guy who asks you to call him daddy.

'Why are you being so cold?' From the corner of your vision, you see the puppy eyes he's giving you. You have to resist rolling your own. He can be so needy sometimes.

'We fucked this morning.' You state, watching the television intently, purposely not giving him the attention he's trying to lure.

It was a great fuck, in fact; several toys were used and you both came twice. You can still feel the phantom of his cock shoving inside you while he used the vibrator on your clit. Shuddering, you try not to bring up that memory in your head again to prevent your own arousal from perking.

'That's never stopped you before.' Huffing, he snakes an arm around your waist and plays with the hem of your shirt. Of course, he's not even paying attention to the show anymore. It irritates you when he requests to watch The Office with you then does not even look at the bloody screen for the most of it.

'You should get a girlfriend, then, if you're so horny all the time.' Your tone isn't bitter, but you guess it's a little blunt.

Because you're not his girlfriend. You're nobody's girlfriend. Ever.

Taehyung sits up abruptly at what you said, the warmth of his body instantly peeling off your front. His repulsion to the G-word is even physical as he scoots away from you. 'I don't want a girlfriend. Dating is so much effort, first you have to take them out to nice places and get to know them, then you have to see whether you're actually compatible, and then you meet the friends and family who may or may not like you. That's so annoying!' He whines, unconsciously palming his crotch that appears to be slightly stiff.

True. Relationships are so demanding and complicated. Why would you wish to always have someone constantly asking your whereabouts? Why would you willingly be tied down to a single person? Why would you give them so much of yourself when they could one day just take this power and crush it in their hands? Relationships are a societal construct, forcing monogamy down your throats and telling you that if you aren't in a committed relationship, you're lonely.