An improbable Love Story || kth

Feeling a certain type of way

~ slight mature warning ~

Somehow, during the next few days I spent in Seoul and traveling around with the guys, one thought wouldn't leave my mind. It was the thought that Yoongi had permanently planted into my head. It was all I could think about.

Every time Taehyung touched me or stared lovingly at me for a moment too long, I could feel myself wanting him. The way I could see his muscles flexing in his biceps when he did the dishes and his brunette hair falling into his dark eyes as he flashed his teasing grin. And dammit, why did he always have to lick his lips every three seconds? I don't know how else to put it: I was fucking horny.

I know I hadn't been ready to sleep with him before, but after what Yoongi said, I quickly realized now I sure was. The only problem was that I was too embarrassed to actually tell Taehyung about it. So instead I kept my mouth shut and my sinful thoughts all to myself.

"Can you pass me the lube?", Taehyung spoke lowly next to my ear.

"W-what?", I widened my eyes and looked up at him.

"The tube, Charlotte. The tube of dish soap", he furrowed his brow at my reaction and held his soapy hand out towards it.

Taking a deep breath, I reached for the soap and handed it to him as we continued washing the dishes at the kitchen sink. My mind was playing tricks on me again and I didn't like it one bit.

When we had finished cleaning, I let myself drop onto the couch with a sigh, stretching my arms out tiredly. Taehyung was still standing at the counter and put the rest of the supplies away under the sink. Doing so, he bent over, his perfectly plump ass looking even better in those sweatpants of his.

Something was seriously wrong with me.

I got up quickly and escaped to the bedroom we shared. Throwing myself onto the bed now, I pulled out my phone in hopes of distracting myself. No matter how much shit I scrolled through on Instagram though, my mind drifted back to the thought that I could just run to Taehyung right now and make out with him if I wanted to.

Nothing was helping so I turned to the one thing that had once kept my teenaged self in check.

Wattpad.

More specifically, some r-rated stuff that got into all the details I was craving.

As I began reading, I could already feel my insides tingling. What was described in the story was exactly what I wanted it to feel like in real life. I must've gotten so immersed in the book that I didn't notice the time passing with each chapter I read.

"Charlotte!", Taehyung called me out of my dream world about an hour later, "We're going to the food market, let's go!"

My cheeks were slightly flushed and I jumped up from the bed, running a hand through my hair. Hearing Jimin, Jin and Yoongi getting impatient by the door, I hastily stuffed my phone into my jacket and hurried out of the room.

"There you are", Jimin swung an arm around my shoulder and led me out of the apartment.

"Hold on, I need my jacket", Taehyung then remembered, "Go ahead, I'll be right behind you."

As he dashed back into the place, he headed straight to the guest bedroom to find his coat. Grabbing it almost immediately, he paused when he noticed my phone lying on the bed. He thought I must've dropped it on my way out, so he quickly picked it up to take with him. In doing so, however, he noticed the display was still on, long paragraphs of text running along the screen. Nothing out of the ordinary except for what those paragraphs were about. He stood there in shock for a few minutes as he scrolled through the text, each scene getting more explicit as he went on.