《The Bridesmaid ✓》Chapter Forty Four
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The both of us entered his apartment in silence. There was still a weird tension between us after what happened. I could tell Taehyung was still deep in thought and just out of it.
I went to his kitchen, taking a glass of water and gulped down my painkiller. "Are you okay?" I asked the moment I see Taehyung rubbing his knuckles. I leave the glass of water on the countertop as I went towards him.
"Hm?" Taehyung looked up at me, almost like I had just pulled him out of his own headspace. His eyes drop back to his knuckles as he nodded, "yea, I'm fine." He brushed it off as he settled down.
"Was it from just now?" I sat myself next to him, attempting to hold his hand but he pulls away, his gaze falling to the ground.
"It's nothing really," he tried dropping it but I wouldn't let him.
"Taehyung, come on." I breathed out and his eyes finally meet mine. "Let me see," I frowned a little and with a sigh he stuck his hand out.
"Does it hurt?" I took his hand into mine, studying his reddened knuckles.
"Not that bad." Taehyung shook his head, his left hand ruffling up his hair lightly.
"I'll get you some ice," I try to get up but he stops me.
"It's fine."
"It'll help with the-" And I was stopped the moment he held either sides of me.
"Stop it." He lets out and I go silent. "Just stop," he shook his head as he released his grip, massaging his forehead. I notice his chest start heaving as he began taking in deep breaths.
"Taehyung?" I bent over as I looked at him, caution lingering in my tone.
"All I do is mess up," he breathed out as his head sprung up, finally meeting my gaze. His eyes seemed hollow for some reason, almost lost. "First with Aera, now with Jaesun." Traces of guilt lining his voice.
"But all you do is come back to me with open arms. I don't deserve it." His eyes redden, tears pooling around his eyelids.
"Hey," I reached out to grab his shoulder, trying to stop him but he goes on.
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"I don't deserve you." His voice strained and barely reaching a whisper as he uttered those words.
"Don't say that." I held him. "There's no one else for me out there. Only you." I say but he doesn't respond, simply staring at me with sorrow filled eyes.
My hand trails up his body where I cup his cheek, "I love you." I looked deep into his eyes but he shakes his head. "Taehyung, I love you." And he shuts his eyes. Before he could respond, I press my lips onto his and I feel his body relax the moment our lips touch.
"I love you." I say again, trying to reassure him as I deepened the kiss.
His hands remained by his sides, as though he was afraid of touching me. My fingers encircle his wrists, pulling them up to my waist as I got myself on top of him. I wrapped my legs around him and positioned his hands on my hips right before I allowed mine to explore his skin.
"I'm yours," I say, the tips of our nose brushing against each other. His brown orbs scintillated his soul, his fingers barely gripping onto me almost like he felt undeserving of me. I lean in, softly kissing his warm lips once more, "so touch me." I whisper as his eyes still remained glued onto mine. Soon, I feel his hand run up my back, pulling me closer to his body.
My hips moved against his as he pulled me towards him and I gasp a little, staring deep into his eyes.
This time, he kisses me, holding me close to him. It's slow and passionate, almost comforting. His hand slid up my neck, cupping my cheek while the other rested on the small of my back, pressing me onto him.
I feel the beating of his heart against my own chest as I savoured every second his lips were on mine. We pull apart and he rests his forehead on mine as the both of us simply drowned in each other's presence.
I move my head to the side, burying myself into the crook of his neck as I wrapped my arms around him. His hands travel to my waist as I feel him nuzzling his face into my neck.
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"You're everything I want and more." I whispered, melting into his embrace and his grip on me tightens.
I feel his lips start kissing my shoulder gently, his lips working it's way up as he started nipping at my skin lightly. I feel a rush sweep through me the moment he starts nibbling my earlobe, his lips enveloping it the next second. His kisses travel lower, his lips meeting my neck and he starts sucking at my skin.
I threw my head back, allowing him to leave his mark all over me. He was mine and I was his and he needed to know that.
Getting too absorbed in him, I start rocking my hips into his and a growl reverberates through his chest as he gave my hips a firm squeeze.
A breathy moan escapes my lips, feeling him under me. "Taehyung," I call out his name as I start getting breathless. He shifts on the couch slightly, standing up the next second as he held me.
He walks to the room while I admire his features, studying every little detail carefully as my fingers traced his face, to his jaw. I was in awe of everything about him. My fingers trail lower to his neck and then his chest, memorising the way his skin felt.
Taehyung watches me study everything about him as he gently places me on his bed. He takes off his shirt whilst I did the same and quickly climbed on top of me, kissing me from my waist up.
His kisses are gentle yet urgent as his lips travel up my body, the tip of his nose gliding up against my skin. His lips meet my chest and he pauses, his hand reached for the clasp of my bra and I arch my back, allowing him to undo it. He removes it, taking my breast by the lips instantly.
I whimper with pleasure, his lips on my skin sending me over the edge. I surrender myself fully to him, wanting him to take all of me and he did. We undress ourselves further, feeling him thrust himself into me the next second and I gasped.
He runs a finger over my forehead, moving the little strands of hair as his eyes searched mine, making sure that I was okay. He made sure not to be too rough as he slowly thrusted himself further into me, filling me up and I lose myself as he's in me.
Our skin moving against each other, completely raw and vulnerable with one another as we intertwined ourselves with each other.
Taehyung lowers his head into the crook of my neck, his breath dancing over my skin as he picked up his pace. He moans against my skin as he kisses me gently.
He watches me as my body writhed with him in me, feeling intoxicated with every thrust. "Taehyung," I breathed out as I felt myself reaching. My stomach knots and legs start trembling, my moans getting caught in my chest as I arched my back.
Taehyung leaned in, kissing my forehead as he continued to thrust deeper.
He throws his head back as his chest heaved. Our moans and shallow breaths fill the room as the both of us reach our climax.
He kisses my lips gently right before laying next to me. His arm encircles me, pulling me towards him, still craving each other's presence. He brought me to lay on his chest and I laid there, trying to catch my breath.
He caresses my arm, placing a quick kiss on the top of my head. I crane my neck up a little, looking at him and he seemed to be thinking about something.
"Are you okay?" I asked, still a little breathless.
He looked down at me, the most endearing smile playing on his lips as he nodded.
"Are you sure?" I asked again. I couldn't help but worry, I knew that look on his face. He'd always have it when going deep in thought.
He nods once more, taking in a deep breath as if to say something and I wait for him.
"Areum," he paused for a second, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I rested my chin on his chest to have a better view of him. "I want you to move in with me."
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