Secrets In The Sunset | KTH 18+ ✔️

Chapter Seven

The next morning, Taehyung woke me up with gingerly kisses and breakfast in bed, insisting that I should rest. I wasn't used to being the one being taken care of, but I wasn't about to argue with this fine, wonderful specimen of a man that by some strange stroke of luck ended up in my life.

After I finished eating, I got up and got dressed for the day while Taehyung took a quick shower as well. It felt like we were living together for a moment and I honestly didn't hate it.

I still hear the shower running after I'm done getting myself together and decide to pull out my phone to text my mom that I'm okay so she doesn't end up worrying about me and leaving out the obvious truth that I'm with Taehyung right now.

The door opens just as I finish reading the reply from her. He struts in, minding his own business with nothing but a plush towel hanging from his hips with soaked and disheveled hair and water dripping down his torso. My eyes can't seem to look away as if it'd be a carnal sin to do so.

"You can't just do that and expect for me to be okay." I say as he glances in my direction.

"Do what?" He quirks a brow as he ruffles his hair with his fingers.

"Look... like that." I gesture up and down with my hands, "I'm not okay." 

Chuckling, he reaches into his dresser drawer to pull out some clothes for the day, his freshly clean scent fills the room. Sliding on his boxer briefs under the towel before letting it fall to the floor, he then pulls up a pair of black denim jeans and I'm intently watching every single move he makes as if it was a show put on just for me. 

"You know, if you weren't so sore, we could have gone for round two since you seem to be so flustered right now." He says without even looking back at me.

He knows. He knows exactly what he's doing to me and I can't even say that I mind.

I clear my throat and force my eyes to look somewhere else, but I can see him out of the corner of my eye walking over to me. He's shirtless and I know he's purposely torturing me right now.

Hovering over me, he forces me to lock my eyes on his, "How do you feel? Do you need anything?"

"I'll be okay." I smile sweetly at him, "I told my mom I will be hanging out with friends today so she wouldn't worry about me."

"Friends?" He asks curiously, his facial expression falling flat.

"Well, yeah. I couldn't exactly say that I was with you early in the morning. That would be telling on myself." I give him a wink.

He bashfully nods and turns to rummage through his closet to find a shirt to slip on.

"So..." I continue, "what would you like to do today?"

"Well, since you're having a hard time walking right now, I didn't want to do anything too crazy. We could hang out here or do something relaxing." He suggests as he slips a random T-Shirt over his head.

He was right. My legs were wobbly underneath me and whenever I sat, I had to do it slowly. I knew this feeling wouldn't last too long. Thinking back when Madison lost her v-card, she was also sore afterwards but she survived.

After briefly decidiing, we end up choosing to lounge around at his place for a few hours and we'd see if I felt up to doing anything else later on.