Make It Right / V KTH / Suga MYG / BTS Completed

(18+) Confessions

I don't remember falling asleep in his arms, but I awake in the dim gray light, the last moments of night before the dawn. I feel stiff and cold but as I stir, I feel his arms hold me closer and I feel his lips press against the top of my head in a kiss. His hand slides up from my back into my hair. His fingers twirl a bit of it as he strokes my head.

"Your hair is a thousand shades of gold," he says out of nowhere. I look up at him surprised. "When I was just starting out, as a trainee, I tried to give myself hair this color but it came out mostly orange." He laughs at himself as he thinks back.

"That's the first personal thing you've told me," I tease. He smiles and thinks about what I've said as he twirls another strand of my hair.

"Sometimes I think everyone already knows everything about me. They know all the facts, but they don't know how I really feel." I listen carefully as he speaks quietly. He looks down at me, lifting my chin. "But you didn't know anything about me, or at least the 'me' that people think I am." He grins broadly. "I get to start over with you. And maybe you will like the real me."

I sit up, facing him, not caring that I'm completely naked. I want to reassure him after he's just opened up to me. I put my hands on his cheeks, holding his face and I look deeply into his eyes. He seems vulnerable for the first time, as he waits for my words.

"I already know that I like the real you. The real you is kind and caring..." I kiss his lips softly and pull back."and loyal..." another kiss and I pull back. His hands slide onto my hips. "And you're so beautiful," I say as I kiss him again. He laughs, smiling a big boxy grin. "And your laugh fills my heart with joy."

His movements become more purposeful. He slides my body onto his. I straddle his waist as he leans in to kiss me. This definitely feels like more than just sex. I'm starting to believe in him and I want him to know the truth.

"and there is something else I know..."

He stops kissing me and searches my eyes confused. "I know that you're an amazing photographer." He looks surprised. "When I got to the studio last night, I went back to look at the DM to try to find out more about who booked me on this job. I didn't find a name, but the account search linked me to a series of incredible photographs taken all over the world." He listens intently. "And you shoot on actual film! I shoot on film. I even built a darkroom in my flat in London." He leans in to kiss my neck, his hands sliding over my bum. "But I still didn't realize they were your photographs until the moment in the studio when you said that you were the one who booked me." I lean back to look into his eyes. "I fell for you completely right then."

He grabs me tightly, as if he's been waiting for his chance, squeezing me close. He kisses my cheek, and my neck.

"Alexa?" he mumbles, between kisses.

"Mmmm?" is all I manage to get out, lost in his kisses.

"Will you come on the tour with us?" I pull back.

"What?"

"As our photographer?" he continues. He surprises me and I take a moment while sitting above him as I think about what he's asked. "And stay with me?" he asks shyly. How can he be shy about asking me this after what we did last night?! I burst out laughing and lean in to kiss him.

"Let's talk about it over breakfast, it's too early in the morning to make plans," I tease. His hands slide down over my breasts onto my hips.

"Breakfast can wait."

He rolls over on top of me, kissing me deeply as his hands slide between my legs, parting them. I'm surprised by the feeling of him, pressed against me, already so excited. I wrap my legs around him as he enters me, quickly, sliding deep inside me to find me wet and making my body shiver. His kisses grow deeper and more forceful. His muscles strain to my touch as he slowly pulls his body back only to thrust inside me deeper. I cry out as the warmth of his body fills me. He raises my arms above me, holding my wrists with his hands tightly and I feel too close to losing control. I bite my lip.

"You are perfect for me," he says again, making me feel the thrill of his gaze. I give in to the wave of sensation and moan loudly unable to hold back. Overwhelmed with emotion, I feel tears drop from my lashes and roll down my cheek as he pants heavily, thrusting deeper and pushing harder. His body freezes a moment before he trembles, shaking all over, moaning and then exhaling deeply as he drops to my side.

He lifts my hand, interlacing his fingers with mine and he brings it to his lips to plant a kiss on each individual finger.

"Here's a kiss for this one, (kisses) and this one (kisses) and I'm going to put a ring on this one," he says almost to himself. I smile, satisfied, and basking in the glow of being with him. I lay close to him, our breathing slows.

Outside the light is growing warmer and I hear the birds heralding in a new day; a day to step into a new path, with Taehyung. I don't care if it's all just a line, I've already fallen, I think as I drift off to sleep again.

Another hour passes and we wake to the sunlight streaming through the window. He stretches his arms up, dislodging my head from his chest awkwardly. He looks down startled as I look over at him. He gasps and looks at me almost in shock, pulling sheets up over his chest. For a split second fear races through me, and I m unsure how to react.

"Oh?" he gasps. "I thought I'd dreamed you," he teases, laughing, and he wraps his arms around my body. The fear disappears and I laugh, slapping his chest playfully.

"No breakfast for you!" I tease.

"Nooo!" he protests. "But I'm hungry."

"Well, there actually is no food in, it's not my house," I remind him. "There's a place around the corner I used to go to a lot when I lived in New York."

"Take me to your places," he purrs.

For once, it isn't awkward to be laying here naked in full daylight next to a man. His muscles are lean and strong and his tanned skin almost glistens in the morning sun. His hair is a mess of vibrant blue that makes me smile thinking about how often I ran my fingers through it last night and this morning. He's beautiful in the full light of day. His smeared eye make up just makes him look dangerous and adorable at the same time. I could really be in trouble. I didn't think this through while I was enjoying the thrill of the flirt and the heat of my desire. But now what? How does this work? He recognizes the pensive look on my face and he leans over to me, lifting my chin to face him.

"No fear, just love," he smiles. His words do quiet my thoughts and his eyes distract me. He leans down and kisses me so slowly and softly that I am right back to believing that he's real. "I'm going to go take a shower," he says. "I would ask you to join me but then I know we wouldn't get any breakfast." He stands up, turning to catch me starring at his naked bum. He laughs, as I lay there with a begging expression. "OK, you can join me," he grins and I jump up to follow after him.