One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 22

~Taehyung's POV~

Hoseok: You free? I got my first paycheck. 😉 I can take you on that date I mentioned.

I stared at Hoseok's message with a blush on my face. I remembered him saying he would take me on a better date, but I didn't realize he actually meant it. Or that it would be so soon.

I took in a deep breath, before I slowly typed out a reply.

Taehyung: Really? Cool...then, where to?

Hoseok: How about we get some dinner then watch a movie at my place? I'll let you pick the restaurant and the movie.😙

Taehyung: Are we burning your gas, too?

Hoseok: I'm not putting another cent in your shitty car. So yes, we are.

Taehyung: My shitty car is better than your creeper van.

Hoseok: At least my van doesn't guzzle gas.🖕

Taehyung: Yeah. Cause how else would the creepers outrun the police? You aren't going to kidnap me, are you?

Hoseok: No.

Hoseok: But my van is the perfect size for...👉👌😉

Taehyung: No matter how big my crush on you is, I'm not fucking you in the back of your creeper van. If you want this fat ass then you can take me home with you or get a hotel.

Hoseok: 😉 Why don't you come over, then?

Taehyung: We've already established that your creeper van gets better gas mileage than my car. So you can get your ass over here.

Hoseok: Prep yourself for me, baby?

Taehyung: You horny fuck.

Hoseok: Who is it that dared me to only get action with you for the rest of the--what, month?

Taehyung: I didn't realize you would be after my booty so much though.

Hoseok: You got that nice booty though...😍

Taehyung: Hurry up and get over here before I change my mind.

Hoseok: On my way. 😘

I rolled my eyes at his behavior. This wasn't the first time he has texted me like this since that dare. It's only been a few days and I've already gotten used to his thirst. Though--we haven't actually done it. He hasn't actually touched me since that blowjob a few days ago. And I would be lying if I said I liked it that way. Cause I don't. I want him to touch me. I really want him to touch me. Especially after the way he acted that night. I really want to do something with him. I want to see how this goes.

I began to nervously pace around my living room as the time for him to arrive got closer. After what felt like hours, I heard him pull up in my driveway. I paused and checked my underwear, satisfied to see a cute thong before I sat down on the couch in what I hoped was a casual position for me, as he walked in. He smirked whenever he saw me on the couch, and approached. He straddled me without a word and began to kiss me. My face turned red and I hesitantly reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck. I kissed him back, trying my best to follow his fast paced and hungry lips. His lips parted from mine soon after, and he gently attacked my neck with his teeth, sucking over my old hickies to make them darken again. He slid his hands up into my shirt and ran his hands up my sides, caressing my chest. My breath hitched whenever he lightly slid his fingers over my nipples, his lips leaving my neck to go to them. He licked one and kissed one, teasing the bud with his tongue, slowly kitten licking it. I sighed quietly as he made slow work of my body, picking me up and laying me down on the couch so he could pepper it with kisses all the way down my chest, until the waistband of my sweatpants blocked him. He smirked whenever he saw the tent in my sweats. He slipped his fingertips under my waistband, slowly pulling down my sweats.