53 Fifty-three

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"What are you writing?" Taehyung immediately closes the book. I furrow my eyebrows.
"The fuck-"
"It's private."
He whispers.

"Oh, ok. Sorry for intruding."
He looks up quickly.
"No it's fine, you didn't know. It's just this is something from my father that only I'm allowed to look at."

I nod, wanting to get more into the conversation but knowing I need to drop it.
"Cool. Do you want some ice cream?"
Taehyung smiles.
"Yeah, I'd love that."

I slowly help Taehyung off the couch with a grunt. Over the past few days he's been able to stand and walk around.

His hand clenches my bicep, while his other hand held my stomach.
I don't know why, but his hand being there gave me a queasy feeling.

What is up with me these days??

I help him to the kitchen where the ice cream's at, and I lead him to a chair. I pull it out and try to help him to sit.

He doesn't budge, holding tightly onto me with his eyes set on my face.
I turn to him, a few centimeters in between us.
"Uh you're supposed to let go Taehyung, you have to sit down." I say and chuckle lightly.

He blushes and I help him into the seat. I was in shock. Taehyung blushes?? How? What? I don't understand?
I unwrap my arms from around him, turning around to grab the ice cream from the freezer.

"Taehyung whistles, and I turn to look at him questioningly.
"Why are you whistling?"
Taehyung has a smirk on his face.
"I don't know if anyone's told you this, but you have a dump truck of an ass. That thing is hanging. It's so fucking big."

My entire face turns bright red. I turn around quickly, but thinking about his words once again I spin back around just as quick, holding the refrigerator behind me.

He's laughing at me. I couldn't even speak as I was too embarrassed by his words. I slowly let the refrigerator go and reached behind me.

Is that true-
"Don't tell me you're going to check??!"
I freeze, seeing Taehyung watching me with that same smirk.

I huff and stomp out of the room.
Once he's out of sight I slowly calm down.
My arms are crossed and I sit on the couch, lost in my thoughts.

"What about my ice cream???" Taehyung yells from the kitchen.
"Get it yourself bitch!! Also, go fuck yourself!!"
I hear his laughter, and that's makes me even more embarrassed.

Should I check in the mirror?

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Y'all I provided with a lil fluff/flirting.
🥴😏😏

Lynn~~

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