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Mature content towards the end. Skip if you aren't comfortable.

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"You made it!" Jimin exclaimed over the music and I chuckled with a sigh.

"Only because you wouldn't stop spamming me." I let out sarcastically but he goes unfazed.

"Well, where's the boyfriend?" He asked peeping out from the door and looking around me.

"Boyfriend?" I paused as I repeated after him, wanting him to elaborate.

"Yea, Jason or something?" He narrowed his eyes at me and for some reason my heart starts picking up it's pace.

"Why would you think that Jaesun's my boyfriend?" I looked at him, puzzled.

"Wasn't that the reason why you and Taehyung—" he looked around a bit, "broke up?" He whispered and I moved back as I shook my head, trying to understand him.

"No, that wasn't the reason at all. Where did you hear this?" I see him getting slightly uneasy at the sight of my worked up self.

"Taehyung." He raised his hands in his defence. "He told me that you broke up with him and got together with Jason." He repeated Jaesun's name incorrectly.

It irked me slightly, but I had too much on my mind to correct him. "Is he inside?" I pushed Jimin aside as I entered the packed home.

"Taehyung? Yea, he's upstairs in my room. I think he's—" And I walked away before he could go on, rushing up the stairs into the first room I see.

It was empty so I barged into the second one, only to see him sitting on the bed with his head buried in his hands.

"Areum," He jolted up to his feet the moment he sees me.

"Why the hell would you think I got back together with Jaesun?" I questioned in an instant and he looked at me, almost as though he was buffering.

"Aera told me." He lets out softly, his brows dropping into a frown the moment he sees me laugh.

"I fucking knew it!" I exclaimed, running my hand through my hair. "Well your wife lied." I looked back at him and he shook his head, clenching his jaw.

"Wait, what?"

"That's right!" I laughed in disbelief, not understanding how Aera could stoop so low. "She played us."

"So you're not with Jaesun?" He looked at me, an undistinguishable look washing over his face.

"I'm not." I scratched the sides of my head frustratedly.

"Oh my God." Taehyung falls back onto the bed as he stared at the ground. "I messed up." He groaned into his palms, "big time."

"Don't tell me you proposed just because you thought I got together with Jae." I scoffed and he groans further, almost yelling in frustration.

"I can't believe you could be so stupid!" I yelled, looking at him.

"Me? I'm stupid?" He stood back up, his voice raising. "You were the one who left me!" His face going red with anger. "I thought I lost you. I thought that was the end. What was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know Taehyung but definitely not screw and propose to her." I looked up to the ceiling as I threw my head back.

"We didn't go there." He said and I paused for a second. "We were in the middle of kissing—"

"God, spare me the details." My mind grew foggy at the thought of the both of them being intimate.

"That was it. Kisses. I fell asleep halfway, I was too drunk to do anything." Taehyung tried defending himself.

"I don't believe you." I said, straight faced as I stared right at him. He grew more frustrated.

"We've not gone there, Areum!" His voice reverberated through my bones, and I feared that the people outside would've heard. "I've never went there with her, even when she wanted to."

"I don't believe you!" I yelled and he grabbed either sides of me roughly, chest heaving with deep breaths.

Without leaving me a chance to react, I feel his lips on mine and I freeze the moment I feel the warmth of his lips.

I've missed everything about his kiss, the way his lips would softly mould against mine, to the way his fingers would run up the back of my neck, securing my form.

He pulled away the next second, "you've always been the one I wanted."

I knew it was wrong, even kissing him in this moment but I couldn't stop myself.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him deeper and he pressed me to the door, his hand fidgeting with the lock as he locked it shut.

Everything goes by in a blur, the rush of adrenaline blinding me temporarily and we were now standing with our clothes pooled around our legs. His hand slips to my back where fiddled with the clasps of my bra.

We're standing bare and vulnerable in front of each other. My heart leaps for him as his eyes stare into mine. It's getting harder to breathe the longer he stares but soon, he tugs onto my arm and I fall onto the bed with him.

His finger traces my skin, his coffee brown eyes staring deep into mine as I feel chills run down my spine.

"Taehyung." I call out his name, close to a whisper, afraid that someone might hear us.

"I need you." He whispered against my neck, his lips grazing softly at my skin as I feel goosebumps prickle at my skin.

Our bodies fit perfectly together, almost as though we were made just for this.

He leans in, kissing me deep as I felt his weight on top of me. A sense of security came together with his embrace. My arms wrapped around his back as his lips move against mine. His hand travels my body, feeling every part of me as he's kissing my neck. I feel myself getting desperate from him, jolts being sent through my veins with his every touch.

"Taehyung," I call out and he hums against my skin. I run my hand against his lean physique, "hurry." I let out, breathless as my body writhed, needing him. In an instant, I feel him shift beneath the sheets and a moment later, he enters me.

I gasped as I feel him inside me, thrusting in and out as I gripped against the bedsheets. A moan escapes my lips and I bit my lips the next second, not wanting to be heard as I struggled with keeping silent. My hands travelled back to him where my nails scratched into his back as I arched mine, feeling intoxicated by him.

At first he's rough and desperate, trying to feel as much of me as fast as possible but soon he's gentle, moving against my hips with passion instead of lust. Kissing my lips tenderly instead of urgently.

As he continued thrusting himself deeper into me, his tongue pressed against my lips longingly needing a taste of me. I part my lips and our tongues tangled together as we explored each other.

In that moment, we were one. This wasn't the first time we were together, but it felt different.

Every emotion we shared in that moment was new and heart pumping. I only realise what it was the second he whispers the words into my ears, his breath fanning my neck.

My brain doesn't digest it at first, feeling him shower me with kisses and he says it one more time.

"I love you so fucking much."

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A/N : oof, poor Jimin's bed. & okay this book's a messed up love story don't come at me.

also the chapter during and after the wedding never happened to me so like don't start throwing stones, thanks.