Y/N's POV

It's a Sunday.

And Taehyung was right by my side as we lied on the bed lazily after lunch.

I was watching some historical drama that was quite entertaining from my phone, and I knew that Taehyung was watching it with me as well.

He was scrolling through his own phone earlier before he probably decided to join me, and I let him be when he moved closer.

Now he had his arm over my waist, and his chin rested on my shoulder to peek over the phone screen together.

But then I laughed, because this guy's fingers had started to roam on my chest and now pinching one of my nipples!

"Taehyung, stop!" Laughing, he did stop at my shriek, only to then proceeded cupping my whole breast with his hand.

"It's so soft, you see. It's like squishing balloon filled with water," he muttered as he gave it the said squishes, and I let out an incredulous laugh before putting my phone down after pausing the drama.

"You're unbelievable. Are you making this your habit, now? Squishing my titties whenever we cuddle?" Throwing him the question, he paused for a second giving it a thought, and I could only scoffed when he muttered a small yes to my ear.

Giving up, I was about to resume the drama when Taehyung started a conversation.

"I'm curious," he spoke with serious voice although his hand was still on my boob, but I just let him be.

I'm not disturbed, because if I did, I was sure to have stopped him earlier.

And I knew Taehyung wouldn't continue touching me if I had told him not to.

"About what?"

"How are you now? Are you okay? No one disturbing you anymore?" He asked, for sure referring to the incident that happened before we established our relationship a few weeks ago, and I smiled small at his concern.

It showed that he always cared.

"No one could even get close to me, Taehyung. In the class there are Jimin and F/N. And outside the class there's you. And sometimes Jungkook," telling him even though he was already aware of it, I smiled even more when he started pulling me into a tight cuddle, spooning my whole body.

"Good. Seokjin hyung had scolded me when he called last time," the info made me turn my head to hear more, and Taehyung loosened his hug a bit.

"He called? How did he know about it?"

"Jungkook probably. You should call him whenever you want. He's just worried because something like that had happened to you," he told more, and I gave a nod, agreeing to call the older soon.

"I'll call him later. By the way, will his room be rented soon?" Asking the question that just popped up in my head, Taehyung lifted his head to peek a look at me.

"Why?"

"Because it's empty? Namjoon oppa's is reserved for him since he'll come back after internship, right?"

"No he won't, I'm not renting any of the rooms anymore" he shook his head and then back to burying his nose on my back, before I felt him kissing my my shoulder blade.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want anyone to disturb our privacy,"

"What privacy?"

"This kind," feeling his hard on being rubbed on me as he pushed his hip forward, I could only widened my eyes at the boy when he swiftly moved and hovered over me skillfully.

"You monster," squinting my eyes at him throwing him a playful disgusted look, Taehyung only laughed before he went down for a kiss.

"You like it too, love" he whispered against my lips, his hands getting busy, removing the pieces of clothes from his body and mine.

"I do, but tomorrow's Monday" sighing affected as he left kisses on my neck down to my chest, Taehyung stopped and looked up, not understanding my statement.

"So?"

"Spare my back, Taehyung. I have class to attend," staring at him with hopeful eyes hoping that he'd be considerate, him biting his bottom lip as he pondered about it made him looked so handsome.

"I'll try to be careful, but no promises" his answer made me gave him a warning glare, and he laughed soft before giving me a kiss on my forehead to soften my frown.

"Alright, fine, baby. Anything for you,"

"Goo - ah! Tae!" A bit surprised but managed to accept his length that had intruded my entrance, a thought crossed my mind at how I was getting used to this random intimacy moment with this boy.

There's no specific time.

Or any special occasion.

He'd suddenly be horny, and asked for it right away.

He didn't try to beat around the bush, and surprisingly, I preferred it like this as well.

As long as I can accept his love, at the appropriate time and place, I don't think I'd mind it.