Sweet Night (18+) || kth ||

Chapter 3

WARNING: Contains sexual content and other scenes that audience might find disturbing

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There was a pause. Then, I heard footsteps and the door was opened. And right before me was Kim Taehyung himself. The breath caught in my throat.

He was a head taller than I was. He had naturally curly hair, but if it grows out – like it is now – the curls turn to waves instead. He had fair complexion, but not pale. He had a strong jaw, accentuating his strong features, and dark, piercing eyes. When he opened the door, he gave me a quick look up and down, as though sizing me up. Taehyung had a bored look on his face and his eyes... looked empty.

But he was handsome. Like, oh-my-God-he-looks-like-a-god-himself handsome. The guy looked gorgeous in TV and from afar, all right, but it was something else to see him up close. The first thought that popped into my head was, this man's going to be on top of me later.

"Lee Sujin-ssi?" he asked. His voice was low and growly, adding more to his charm. He was wearing nothing but the hotel robes and I could see his collarbones peeking out through the opening.

"Y-yes," I stammered.

He nodded his head and stepped aside. Swallowing, I walked in and stopped just inside the hallway.

"The bathroom's there," he said, walking past me.

"Eh?" I asked. Does he want to do it in the bathroom?

He stopped and looked back at me. "Do you mind if you take a shower first?" he asked. "Nothing personal, just a preference."

A shower? What, was he planning on sneaking up on me in there? Did he get off on that?

"O-okay," I nodded and made my way into the bathroom. As I passed by him, I could feel his eyes on me. I unconsciously, pointlessly, held my clothes tighter to myself, painfully aware that this beautiful specimen of a man was near naked next to me.

"You can use the hotel toiletries," he said just as I was about to close the door. "Just not the ones in the purple bag.

I nodded my head in understanding. I closed the door behind me, wondering if I should lock it. Deciding not to – in case this was part of the deal – I began to undress. My hands were shaking and gripped the counter. Naked, I carefully placed my clothes on the rack then looked at myself in the mirror. Next to Kim Taehyung, I looked like trash. I don't have much to offer and it came to me: what if I can't please him? I nearly laughed out loud. I am about to lose my dignity and I'm worrying about whether I can satisfy Kim Taehyung or not.

I took a shower as requested, all the while waiting for him to come in and fuck me. But the door remained close. As I was drying myself, there was a tap on the door, and I froze.

"Sujin-ssi," Taehyung spoke from outside. "Sorry, but would you mind drying your hair as well? I only have one set of pillows here and, you know," he paused. "It's not nice to sleep on wet pillows."

I bit my lip. Kim Taehyung sounded apologetic, as though he was asking me to do so many trivial things.

"Okay," I called out to him.

As I blow dried my hair, I wondered to myself if this guy was real. On the outside, he looked like he could not give a fuck in the world. And yet, he just asked me to take a shower and dry my hair before having sex with him. What?

There was a spare robe hanging from the hook on the bathroom door. I slipped it on. Then, taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped out. This was it, show time.