Mature/Sexual content ahead! skip the last part if you aren't comfortable.]

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"Was that Jaesun in the car?" My dad asked as I entered the house. I took of my coat and set it on the couch.

"Yea, he dropped me off." I said, eyes glued to the ground. My eyes trailed up where I noticed him frown as shock crossed his expression.

"Am I missing something?" He asked and I sighed, wanting to tell him everything.

"Dad, I need to tell you something." I bite on the insides of my cheek nervously as he nodded. "But you have to have an open mind, and you can't judge."

"When have I ever judged you, sweetie?" He ruffled my hair lightly in an affectionate way as he plopped himself onto the couch, waiting for me to do the same.

I sat in front of him and with a deep breath, I told him everything.

His facial expressions remained blank as he tried taking in the story I had just bombed on him. "Dad?"

"Hm?" He looked up at me, confusion prominently burning through his eyes.

"So what are your thoughts on this?" I crossed my legs in front of me as I faced him.

"Areum, you do know that your sister loves that boy, right?" He asked and I let out a deep sigh.

"I know pa-"

"Let me finish," He cuts me off. "I said this the previous time and I'll say it again. If he makes you happy, I'm happy but you also have to consider your surroundings. If getting into this relationship is going to put a strain on your relationship with your sister, do you think it's worth it?" He asked and I remained silent, thinking about it.

"Plus, you got out of a serious relationship not too long ago. Don't you think you owe yourself at least just a little bit of time to heal, alone?" He asked me and I see myself agreeing with him. "Whatever you're feeling with Taehyung is valid, but from what you're telling me, you're clearly conflicted."

"You're right." I slumped further into my couch, thinking about what I was going to do.

"And I really don't want to see your relationship with Aera go sour because of a boy." He added and I massage my temples.

"But I really like him." I whisper softly, seeing where this conversation was going.

"I know you do, sweetie." He breathes out a sigh, "but this isn't right and you know it. You're not in the right headspace right now."

"You're right." I repeated, but this time my eyes well up with tears. The very thought of leaving Taehyung broke a part of me.

"I'll leave you alone to think about this." He patted my shoulder lightly and I nod, wiping the stray tear that spilled over my cheek.

As my father left, I reached for my coat and stuffed my hand into the pocket. I straightened out the crumpled photo as I held it in my hands, chuckling lightly at it and go still as I see the picture of us kissing.

I wanted him, I really did. But whatever Jaesun said messed with me, it wouldn't be fair to Taehyung if I went into this relationship not being fully into it. I breathed out, regaining my composure as I fished out my phone, punching in the numbers.

Instantly, the call gets answered. "Hey," I let out softly.

"Areum, I'm so sorry. Everything was such a mess I didn't-"

"It's okay." I quickly say before he could carry on.

"No, it's not. I'm sorry, I should've done something. I tried searching for you after but I couldn't find you." He said over the line.

"Jaesun sent me home." I bit my lip, nervous for his reaction.

"Jaesun?" His voice strained as he said his name.

"Yea, he tried talking to me and then he saw that I wasn't in a good place so," I trailed off the moment Taehyung doesn't make a sound.

I feel my chest tighten at the thought of what I was about to do, but what my father said was right. I owed myself this time to heal. If I went on in this relationship I'd risk hurting myself or even Taehyung.

"Taehyung," My throat tightened up, my voice almost disappearing.

"Mmhmm?" He hummed as he waited for me to go on. I feel my heart ache as the tips of my fingers start tingling, the nervousness eating me up at this point.

"We should end this." I let out, a teardrop making it's way down my cheek the moment the words escaped my lips.

He remained silent for a few seconds, "what?"

"After talking to my dad and Jaesun I realised I have unresolved issues with him and myself that I need to resolve. I'm just not ready for another relationship." I tried explaining but I end up rambling.

I hear nothing but pin drop silence over the phone.

"Taehyung?"

"Meet me," was all he said.

"Taehyung, what—"

"Come over, we'll talk then." And with that he hung up.

I stared at my phone screen as I tried calming myself down. I headed down from my room and noticed that Aera still wasn't home yet. Not giving it much thought, I got my coat and left for Taehyung's place.

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I knocked against his door and it swung open almost instantly.

"Taehyung-" And I was cut off by his lips as they smashed against mine.

"Wait," I pulled away but he holds onto me.

"No," He breaths out kissing me deeper as he closed the door behind me. "No talking." He finished his sentence as he tries to get me out of my coat. In a second it's on the ground next to me as his arms reach for me waist, pulling my body closer to his.

His lips mould against mine as I feel my body loosen. But I had to stop it, even though I didn't want to. I knew if I got into the relationship with him, I'd end up hurting him or myself.

But this fire of passion that ignited between us as his lips touched mine was something I've never felt before. It left me breathless, the way he felt against me. I couldn't understand it.

The fear of getting hurt completely vanishing as his hand tugs against the hem of my shirt, and soon it joins my coat on the ground. I loved the feeling of my body melting into his. My hands slowly work it's way down as I pulled his shirt, getting it off him.

My fingers trailed against his perfect physique as my hand slithered up his neck where my arms swung around it. He lifts me up slightly and I take my chance to wrap my legs around him, latching onto him.

My back gets pressed up against the wall as he kissed me with a fiery passion. My lips slowly travel to his chiseled jaw as I kissed my way down to his neck, marking my spot. I sucked against his smooth, tender skin earning a soft moan.

"Areum," he breaths out, prolonging each letter of my name as he gripped me harder.

I worked my way back to his soft lips where I kissed him with a certain urgency and we pulled away for a second, foreheads resting on each others as we took time to look into each others eyes.

There was a certain sadness that tainted the beautiful brown eyes of his and I feel myself hurting because of it. The silence between us was understandable, speaking louder than words ever could and I feel a dull ache tug onto my heart the moment his eyes flood with tears of realisation.

He leans in again, kissing me, but this time gently. There was no longer an urgency as he slowly deepened the kiss.

Instead, he kisses me affectionately as his arms wrapped around my petite form, his hands securing my body as he got me as close to him as possible. I feel his fingers run up the skin of my back, unclasping my bra and he tossed it to the ground.

His hands continue to explore my skin slowly, almost as though he was trying to savour every moment like it was the last.

I gasp lightly the moment my breasts press up against his bare chest. My fingers ran through his hair as the intimacy between us grew.

His lips leave mine but they stay on my skin as he kissed his way down my bosom. It sent a rush through my veins and my nails dug through his neck as my breathing went ragged. He pressed his lips against my skin, placing slow but firm kissing as though trying to savour me.

There was a vibe building up between us and we knew that this was the last. We were revelling in each and every second, trying our best to stretch out the time that was left for the both of us.

My lips meet his once more and I feel everything around me stop, my mind only focused on him and his kiss. Everything else around us drowned out as his tongue runs against my bottom lip, waiting for my grant of access. I part my lips as he slipped his tongue in, exploring every crevasse of my mouth.

Until something damp against my cheek brings the both of us back to reality and that's when we found ourselves crying softly.

I pull away, his doe eyes staring deep into mine as I forced out a whisper.

"I'm sorry."