SEXY DIRTY LOVE (A Kim Taehyung Short story)

Chapter 5

Aware of what all he had done, Taehyung wanted to use this opportunity of meeting Younha to make things right but the girl sitting in front of him wouldn't let him do that.

Taehyung knows how she is. Younha won't say when she is hurting. She won't let anyone know how hurt she is. She had always been like this, taking it all in, keeping everything with her; dealing with whatever it is, by herself, because she never wants the people around her to go through her share of problems. She is always there for others but she never lets others be there for her. She thinks of her problems to be a burden on others. So, she will take it all and not complain even when it gets too difficult for her.

He knew that he had brought up a memory that was unpleasant for her. He could see it in her eyes. He wanted to hold her hands and tell her that he was sorry so, so sorry.

Taehyung was broken out of his chain of thoughts when she suddenly spoke, "It's okay. We were kids. Things happen. We all go through stuff. It's life. And I get why it was her and not me. So, chill. I am not that amazing, anyways. So, relax. You don't have to apologize. It's in the past. Let's not dwell over it." in the most casual trying to make it sound convincing, more to him than to herself.

She did not want him to think that she was vulneranle. Younha knew that being vulnerable comes with a price which she wasn't ready to pay, not now, not anymore.

But Taehyung knew.

However, he didn't want her to feel more uncomfortable, so he just went onto reply, "But I'll say it again, trust me, you're adorable and so hot now.", in an attempt to ease the situation.

"Hahaha, trust me when I say, I am neither of those. I am nowhere close.", she replied as she moved her eyes to look at the sky once again, her voice draining out, almost into a whisper.

"The fact that you're so oblivious to your own charms only amplifies your sexiness.", Taehyung said in a teasing manner, trying to get on her nerves.

"Yeah, right. Stop with these remarks. I am not used to them, coming from you.", she rolled her eyes at him.

"But you are so sexy. I can't help it. It's not my fault that you've become so hot and yet so cute.", he spoke moving his hands through his hair, with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, please, I am not cute.", Younha  spoke with a pissed look on her face.

"So, does that mean you agree that you're hot? See, I knew you knew it. You were just pretending.", Taehyung responded in a cocky tone, getting her on the edge, exactly what he wanted.

She scoffed at his remark, "I didn't mean that. I meant that I don't like being called cute, so stop it.".

She stood up, standing face to face with him. He maintained his stance,staying still. He moved a few seconds later with a grin on his face, knowing too well that he achieved what he wanted; a smile on her face even though she was annoyed but it was cute to him.

Younha rolled her eyes and leaned herself gainst the railing and they were back to their chitty chatty themselves. He continued his flirty comments, she continued countering them, both of them bickering away as the night became darker.

They were so involved in their talks that they completely forgot about their two friends until Jhope came to the balcony only to say his goodbye for it had gotten pretty late and he had to leave.

They said their goodbyes,coming back to a passed put Jimin on Taehyung's bed. They looked at each other with a funny look seeing Jimin's state as he clearly had drank too much,  as always.

They prepared for bed as Taehyung helped Jimin lie down more comfortably, removing his shoes and covering him up.

Once Jimin was lying comfortably, he started snoring. This drew their attention to the space next to Jimin on the bed. They knew they have to share the bed and somehow manage three people in the bed.

But they had no other option as it was a one bedroom apartment and there was no separate living room. They hadn't really thought over the whole staying at his place situation until now. With Jimin now occupying half of the bed, realization struck both of them as they both gulped nervously.

It was pretty late at night, so she couldn't travel back to her friend's place that was half way across the city.  They knew they will have to make do.

Hence, she decided to put those apprehensions in the back of her mind for she was tired to overthink this. She wanted to change out of her dress into something more comfortable but had no clothes of her own considering that the overnight stay wasn't pre planned. Taehyung gave her one of his tshirt and a lower for her to change so that she could feel more comfortable.

As she was changing, she saw the hole that the cigarette had made in her dress. This drew her mind back to that moment in the car when he started rubbing over her thigh, checking up on her and making sure if she was okay.

And the time when  she sat on the bed, showing her ruined dress to Jhope and Jimin while explaining the entire scenario to them as she sat across them, on the bed. Since the dress fell till her feet, so she was sitting comfortably with her legs crossed. She was completely oblivious that the hole was exposing her thigh, in a weird way.

Taehyung, who was sitting with the other two guys, making a drink for her and himself noticed it and stood up. He rushed and next to her on the bed, immediately keeping his hand on her thigh, covering it. This sudden movement of his took her aback, making her feel awkward as the two guys started smiling at them in a weird way.

She tried to remove his hand but he didn't. Rather, he held her thigh, firmly. She kept on trying to push his hand away but he didn't budge. He then pulled a pillow from the bed rest to her lap to help her keep it covered. She was clueless, looking blankly at him.

"Younha, just trust me with this.", Taehyung spoke softly in her ear, almost a whisper as the guys stared at them. So, she just let go off her hand on his and took the whisky glass from his other hand to take a sip.

She smiled to herself as she remembered these small gestures of his. She snapped herself back to reality as she shooed those thoughts away, reminding herself of how stupid she is behaving. She told herself mentally that these mean nothing.

She quickly changed into his oversized tshirt and lower, only to be met by his gaze as soon she stepped out of the washroom. She saw that he had changed as well.

"My clothes look better on you, now that I think about it.", he spoke, tilting his head, checking her out, biting his lower lip to which she responded with a "Yeah, whatever. Stop staring."

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Author's Note:
This chapter feels more like a filler.
Look forward to things getting crazier.
Hope you guys are enjoying it.
Let me know what you think.
Thank You. 💙

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