No Kisses | KTH

No Kisses | KTH

Pairing: Captain of the Football Team fuckboi Taehyung x Class President goody two shoes Reader

Genre: FWB AU-ish, enemies to frienemies? with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff, angst?? I guess

Summary: It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Warning: AIGHT LETS GO Dom Taehyung/Sub Reader, semi Switch Taehyung/Switch Reader, big-dick Tae (like super huge), virgin reader, first time sex, dry humping, orgasm denial, fingering, exhibition (semi-public~ poor school areas), oral (m and f receiving), GALLONS of squirting, corruption/innocent kink, sir/daddy kink LMAOOOO, A LOT of dirty talk (tae tae has a filthy mouth), praising, pet names, degradation, blindfold (brief), rope bunny/rigor, multiple sex scenes??? (insanely a lot for someone who doesn't write smut and it's been a while), light anal play, possessive/jealous tae, multiple orgasms, multiple sex scenes, overstimulation, unprotected sex (like all the time but be sure to wrap it up bc this is a fanfic not real life), cream pies, there's also alcohol consumption, ditzy/ahegao reader (gets dicknotized but in a good way), tae being an asshole flirt but in a good way kinda, smol revenge, they're idiots who have been pining but they have a shit way of expressing it

Word count: 56.8 K :D

A/N: I like to point out that this was intended to be a one-shot WGEGHIWEHGI but things happened. I divided them into chapters to make it easier but yeah, I like to consider it as a one-shot. It took me months writing and editing this. I was on the verge of cracking. But next time, it's not gonna be this extensive. Okay bye. Enjoy!

I've also cross-posted this originally on AO3 as well! Enjoy~~~

Chapter List

I: Captain vs. President

II: Let Me Remind You

III: Uncalled Punishment

IV: Agreements

V: Hush, Hush, Okay?

VI: Boo Found Her Kitty

VII: Let's Confess!??

VIII: Idiots at the Pre-Party

IX: Kiss and Make Up

Epilogue: No Kisses

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No Kisses | KTH Chapter V: Hush, Hush, Okay?

Pairing: Captain of the Football Team fuckboi Taehyung x Class President goody two shoes Reader

Genre: FWB AU-ish, enemies to frienemies? with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff, angst?? I guess

Summary: It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Chapter V: Hush, Hush, Okay? || Series Masterlist

For the next month and a half, you continued this…sexual thing with Taehyung. But did not tell a single soul except for the Lord. It was only between you two. You didn’t even tell Hoseok and Yoongi, your best friends for life. Though they knew how you felt and what you’ve done once, you didn’t tell them about the constant pleasure you received in the aftermath. Sometimes it would be at his apartment, in his car, in the bathroom, in the council closet…yeah, you didn’t wanna talk about it. You felt terrible you were keeping this from them, but you were ashamed because they knew it was a terrible idea.

But you couldn’t help it.

You chose your heart instead of your brain (Your brain isn’t much help because you only had thoughts of him and his fat dick in you). Your heart has been going in a constant downward spiral just being with Taehyung. Every action and saying he did only pulled you in, feeling the bliss of his affection. You only wanted more despite your brain telling you to stop. Your crush blossomed into a summer flower even if you knew it would wilt as time went on. You knew what you’re doing will end, and it’ll hurt you once he moves on to the next target.

In the meantime, you continued your secret little rendezvous for the thrill of the moment. You were a novice towards sex so Taehyung would help you along the way. You found specific kinks and other interests deemed pleasing to your sexual needs. His kinks also satisfied yours, and you’ve also grown to like them.

You didn’t know how many positions you were in, couldn’t count how many times you were on your knees, or the amount of hand/blow jobs you gave. It was fine because he didn’t know how many times he got on his or the amount of orgasms and squirts he gave you. You hated that you squirted and created a mess everywhere. But once again, much to your dismay, Taehyung absolutely loved it and loved to swallow all your cum to prevent a large mess. It embarrassed you even more that after some time doing it on campus, your or his friends suggested eating out, he always said he was stuffed. That cheeky fucker would wink at you, and you couldn’t help but stay quiet and blush because…he would punish you if you talked back.

-

You were completely blinded, ripped from one of your senses as Taehyung wrapped a silk cloth around your eyes. Your tits were bouncing in front of him, a lovely sight he enjoyed seeing. A sheen of sweat covered your body while the explicit whimpers came out of your precious corrupted mouth.

He said the sensation would feel better, and you found out he wasn’t lying.

The slapping sounds of your skin colliding together while the bed swayed back and forth to the beat Taehyung created. His heavy moans touched your ear, hearing him say your name and nibbling on your cartilage. His hand reached in between your bodies to pinch your little swollen clit, causing you to scream louder.

“Ahhh, Daddy! So good.” You whined, holding onto Taehyung by the neck for dear life as he ricocheted you into another orgasm. “Fill me up well!”

“You look so pretty under me, baby. Daddy loves seeing how much of a good little slut you are.” 

“Yes, yes. I am! ‘M a slut.”

“You’re my little slut.” He panted, slapping his thighs with the edge of your ass with each thrust. “Your tight cunt ready to squirt on daddy’s cock?”

“Y-yes, daddy! Please let me cum, please!”

“Fucking cum, kitten.”

-

Post-coital events were something you loved but never told him. He’d cuddle with you, clean you up, run a bath for the both of you, massage you, anything that felt very domesticated. You realized how touchy he was. When you weren’t even having sex, he’d hold your hand out of nowhere while working together in his apartment. He’d offer to get drive-thru late at night. He made you laugh and gave you praise for anything you did. You learned more about him every day and discovered his little habits, like he makes a face when he’s trying to get what he wants, and most of the time, you give in because you can’t resist saying no.

When you were busy in the council room, he’d always hold the small of your back and flirted. Before, you would obviously yell at him, but now the butterflies filled your heart and stomach. You heard from Jimin how affectionate Taehyung was, but the first-hand experience felt like a dream. It was strange how causal he behaved like that, but there was one thing that was still in the ordinary.

He still didn’t kiss you.

He still didn’t kiss you, nor did you try to. Well, you take that back because you caught yourself leaning into him in the first couple of weeks, which caused him to remind you. You got embarrassed every time, but eventually, you stopped trying or fought the urge to. However, recently, you caught him doing it back but realized what he was doing and stopped himself and kissed you everywhere but your lips. He kissed your forehead, hands, cheek, butt, legs, feet (don’t ask). Just anywhere but the lips. It was odd, but every kiss made your heart skip a beat.

His doing this only made you curious about why he never kissed anyone. You slowly started to realize the oddity of it all. Why did he refuse to kiss? Okay, you had partial experiences with kissing someone, and it wasn’t that bad. Kissing was just kissing, in your opinion. Was he traumatized? Did something happen that made him never want to kiss anyone? Did he go to the hospital because of it? Was it to remove any intimacy, yet here he was doing these “coupley” things. It just confused you all around. But you had to give him credit for never breaking his rule. He, too, was never caught slipping.

It didn’t happen, but it probably never will, and you had to accept it. You told yourself it was okay, but your heart said it wasn’t okay.

You and your council were currently at the football team’s fundraiser, helping them and Coach Bang out with the multiple booths they put up. The team, specifically Seokjin, Jimin, and Jungkook, cooked and made bento boxes to raise money for the sport and championships. They had a lot of preorders but made even more batches for on sight orders. You didn’t anticipate a huge turnout, but hours after opening the booths, it was still jam-packed and busy. 

You were honest to say that bento boxes were addicting and so delicious. You tried a sample of the chicken, and then you bought three more to eat later in the week. Hoseok, though he was supposed to be helping you, was eating a bento on the side while Yoongi helped count the revenue. Seokjin and Jimin were making more bentos in the back of the booths while the rest of the members were helping pass out the boxes or advertising the booths, but there wasn’t any need for it because there were long lines.

“Get your one-of-a-kind bento box made by our sexy and irresistible football team!” Namjoon shouted through the megaphone as he walked up and down the lines. It was so loud some were complaining, but he gave no fucks.

“What if I buy five? Do I get something else included?” A girl in line asked sensually as she batted her lashes at Jungkook.

Jungkook merely blinked before raising his own megaphone to the girl and said, “Yes, the sense of gratitude for helping your university’s football team.” The sound blasted in her ears, hurting her eardrums.

After an hour or so later, the booths were clearing up, and only a few people were still in line, but it was more manageable than earlier. You packed the bentos in a bag before handing it to the customer. You gave your presidential smile as it was temporarily the last customer on your side.

“Prez, I’m kinda hungry,” Soobin reported. He was one of the few besides you who didn’t get to eat, and you could tell how desperately hungry he was.

“Go ahead. You didn’t need to tell me!” You said. “These two had multiple breaks without me knowing.” You glared over at Hoseok and Yoongi, sitting down yet again.

“Hey, there weren’t a lot of people, so there isn’t much need for us!” Yoongi countered as he sipped on his iced coffee. You could only shake your head in disappointment at them while Soobin ran elsewhere.

“Ugh, fine. I’ll get up.” Hoseok sighed defeatedly. “Go on and take your break. I haven’t seen you eat a full meal today. I’ll cover the rest.”

You thanked your Vice President before sitting in the back of the booths where the team put up a seating area for them and the council. You grabbed a bento directly from Seokjin, which was fresh and warm. You went to the coolers to get yourself a drink. As you were getting a soda, you felt someone behind you and then arms wrapped around your middle, making you flinch in the process.

“Hi, princess.” Taehyung’s voice reached your ear. You already knew what he was wearing: the university’s standard uniform, but he topped off with his football varsity jacket with the university’s logo on the breast pocket. A staple outerwear when they have their events that made you weak in the knees every time you saw him in it.

“T-Taehyung, stop.” You tried wiggling out of his grip since your hands were full. “You can’t be doing that. We’re in public.”

“That didn’t stop you when we were inside the council closet.”

“That was different.” Your cheeks were heating up at the memory. You were on your knees, taking his large length into your mouth. It was dangerous because your members were about to come into the room for the weekly meeting. “And we were behind a closed door. This is public!”

“But I miss my baby.” He nuzzled his face into the column of your neck before pecking a few kisses, stuttering you at the sensation. “I was away from you for hours.”

Thankfully, he lets go, and you walked away but still sensed him on your trail. “We’re both working for your team.” You sat down and tried to enjoy your meal and break, but you had a pouty Football Captain sitting next to you.

For the past few days, Taehyung has gotten much bolder with you. He’d ask you out on dates, like formal ones, where there’s a lot of people. He’d hold you by the waist as you walked down the hallway, but you pushed him away before anyone saw. He texted you more, and it wasn’t thirst traps or dick pics, but memes and little messages saying “I miss you” or “saw this and thought about you,” and it would be a picture of a black cat. In the past, it would be anime girls with their tongues out.

The most daring thing he’s done this week was when you were having a joint meeting. Only a few were left in the room, but these were the people who had more parts in the fundraiser. The two groups said their goodbyes, and you were leaving with Yoongi and Hoseok to work on an class assignment. Before Taehyung left with Jimin, the captain went up to you to kiss your forehead and said, “Bye, Princess. Text me when you get home!” He waved off, walking past a confused Jimin. 

Though your cousin called Taehyung out and followed him, you were left dumbfounded and large-eyed. You stood still like a fawn, hoping your friends didn’t point it out. But alas—

“The fuck was that?” Hoseok questioned, waiting for your answer.

You mumbled many sounds and shrugged, trying to express genuine shock. Luckily, he bought it, but there were still questions on how that came about because all they knew was that you just put up with him.

“Taehyung, we talked about this.” You spoke lowly so that no one could hear you. “We promised to not tell anyone. This thing will be over soon, remember?”

“I know, but…” He began. It looked like the gears in his brain were trying to form a statement, but he struggled to speak. You also noticed that he has been doing that, especially when you constantly scold him or question his behavior. “But…”

“Taehyung!” A third-party voice broke your conversation. You both turned your heads and spotted a smiling Bini walking towards you. As she came up, you noticed how her eyes focused on Taehyung, upsetting your guts or maybe because you were starving your ass off.

Over the past weeks, you realized why Bini was so mean to you: it had to do with Taehyung. Maybe it was because you’re always around him now or how affectionate he is towards you. You don’t really know, but you just know Taehyung was part of the reason. She probably wanted him back, but you asked Taehyung about her. All he said was, “it was a long story and that he’ll tell you later,” aka “I don’t wanna talk about it.” You respected him enough to never mention it again, but it didn’t mean you were still curious. 

Since she only called Taehyung, you decided to continue eating your bento and tried your best to ignore her. She irked you even though you had no right to, just because you do things with Taehyung. If anything, she was his past, and that’s it…right?

“Oh…Bini. Hi.” Taehyung greeted while smiling, but the smile didn’t touch his eyes.

“Busy time for the football team. You’re working so hard in everything you do.” She complimented, trying to gas him up, but you glanced at him for a second before reverting back to your octopus sausage. He didn’t seem all that impressed with what she said.

“I mean, thank you? Though it was a team effort.” He said casually, but he gazed at you eating. “But our team couldn’t have done it without our wonderful council.” He spoke with a proud smile that made you stop chewing on the small wiener in your mouth.

His praises were always genuine and meant well, so you couldn’t help but make a shy smile before resuming your meal. Prior to the event, he expressed deep appreciation for the council’s help.

Bini noticed your tiny moment, and a small vein protruded out of her neck. “So, are you going to Jungkook’s pre-pre party?”

Ahh, yes, the pre-pre party was this week because the pre-party was happening the following week from this one. You didn’t understand it, but it was probably an excuse to just party more, and knowing Jungkook, he loved to party and have a good time.

“Uhh, yeah. I gotta support my fellow brother in the team.” Taehyung replied civilly.

“What about you, Goody-Two-Shoes?”

You were shocked that she even acknowledged you. You were in the middle of eating your rice when she called. You finished eating what was left in your mouth before saying, “Oh no, I’m fine.” It’s not a surprise, though, anyone could tell. You weren’t interested in partying, at least with that kind of party. 

However, out of your friend group, Hoseok loves to go, being a social butterfly that he was. You and Yoongi weren’t really down for it, suggesting the other day for another movie night to suffice. Hoseok said screw you and still planned ongoing, so that’s that.

Taehyung looked at you in shock while Bini grinned happily, “Oh, that’s too bad. Wish you could join me and Taehyung. It won’t be as fun without you.” The trash coming out of her mouth was not a good sign, but you don’t mention it. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I need to head out for practice. Enjoy your meal, Goody-Two-Shoes. See you at the party, Tae.” She winked at him before leaving you two alone.

You didn’t notice you were holding your breath until you exhaled deeply. You shook your head, grumbling nonsense before going back to your meal.

“Baby, are you mad?” Taehyung asked softly, staring at you with those shining large eyes you’ve grown to cherish.

“No, I’m just annoyed some of my time was disrupted by your ex.” You responded, stabbing your chicken with a chopstick.

“You jealous, baby?” His player persona switched on, enjoying the assumption that you, his fuck buddy, could be jealous of that small interaction.

“No, I don’t like it when someone interrupts me and my food!” You spat back, and his ego died down once he saw your deadly irritation.

After a while, you stayed quiet and a little bit heated while Taehyung watched you eating. It was slightly awkward after you snapped at him. Usually, he’d give the…”punishment” voice, but he didn’t. Maybe he could tell how Bini bugs you and how indirectly mean she was to you, but either way, you ate with a frown on your face.

“So…” He caught your attention, lifting your head up from your box. “You’re not coming to the party?”

You shook your head, “No, I’m not really in the mood for parties. Too many people, disgusting smells everywhere, unholy sights, the list goes on.”

“But I’d want you to come…with me?”

“With you? W-why?” He wanted you to come with him? 

“It’ll be nice to be out with friends while they see us together.”

“But Taehy—”

“I know we agreed to hide it, but…it’s not what I want.” He was getting finicky while he was playing with his fingers.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…like…I don’t know?”

“You don’t know?”

“I guess? You know what, forget what I said.” He gave up trying to express what he wanted. “I just want you to come and have fun! Isn’t Hobi coming?”

You hummed in agreement, “But I’m not. I told him, and he didn’t give a fuck. He’s still going.”

“Then I’ll miss you if you’re not there.” He grabbed your hand and pulled it towards him to give soft pecks. There it is again. You didn’t understand his words and behavior. This man is really trying to make your heartache once this ends.

You took back your hand, interrupting his smooching session with your fingers. You felt yourself shaking, and your heart rate was increasing. “Uhhh, it’ll be fine. You’ll see me sooner or later. The party is literally tomorrow night. You’ll still see me in between, right?” Your pupils glittered in hopes that you would spend more time with him. Every time you pushed away, your heart wanted to find its way back to him. It was a dangerous move, but you were willing to risk it all.

He saw you asking so innocently. Everything you did and said was so endearing. He was so fluffed inside and was willing to do anything you asked in a heartbeat. He just wanted to kiss everywhere on your face and especially kiss your lip—

“Of course, princess.” He smiled so sweet to the touch.

There were times when Taehyung was so soft that it hurt you. Though he was an animal when having sex, you saw a different side of him. His actions and words were genuine that you finally noticed what Jimin said to you all those years. It was a shame he was a cocky asshole to you because you would have lov—liked every bit of this Taehyung. He was thoughtful and caring and wore his heart on his sleeve. Ugh, you were going downhill from here.

-

“Are you sure you don’t wanna come?” Taehyung said through the phone. He was in front of Jungkook’s family house. The guy had all to himself while his parents were away on a business trip. Though he was dressed and ready and literally at the party, he would not hesitate to come to pick you up or just get away and spend his night with you.

“No, for the fiftieth time, I do not wanna be there.” You replied, your tone showing disgust. You were at home, trying to have a self-care night, but you couldn’t officially do it because Taehyung kept texting and trying to video call you. You had to deny it because though you enjoyed seeing his face, it hurt you every time you saw that beautiful bear-like man. Plus, he was smothering you too much than you expected from him.

Besides sex, was he always like this? Was he like this with Jimin?

“It won’t be fun without you.”

“Please, you had fun without me even before we did our agreement. I’m sure you’ll know how to have fun.” You reassured him. “Hang out with Jimin and the rest of the boys. You’ve been spending it with me, and you didn’t need to.”

“But—”

“Tae, have fun.”

That was the first time you ever called him by his nickname. He loved it when it came out of your mouth.

“O-okay, I’ll try to.” He muttered, holding back the beaming smile he had on. “I’ll miss you, princess.”

“Ugh, stop saying things you don’t mean!”

“But I do mean it.”

Literally, is this man trying to kill you? “Whatever,” you scoffed, trying to play it cool, but the thumping in your chest begged to differ. “Goodbye…Daddy.”

He made a sharp inhale and cleared his throat, “Kitten, don’t say that unless you want me to come over.” His abysmal voice rung through your phone, making your cunt clench around nothing. Okay, maybe not do that next time. 

“I’m teasing, haha. Okay, bye.” You hung up before he could say anything. You feared it might have taken a turn, and your night may not end like how you wanted it to be. Strange Taehyung, strange, strange Taehyung, you thought.

You shook him out of your system to focus on your care. You loosened your braids and put your eyeglasses down on your desk. You wanted to relax and be away from Taehyung and the hectic work you’ve been doing.

It was your time.

-

Meanwhile, Taehyung was not having fun. Usually, he’d be wasted and partying, but he’s only drunk and sulking. The guys seemed to not care about his state because some played beer pong, and others danced with various people. He spotted Hoseok getting down and dirty, which wasn’t a surprise since he’s seen the man at multiple parties. But he mentioned Hoseok because it reminded him of you.

It was just one party, yet he wished you were here or to be with you. You were probably fifteen minutes away, but he missed you so much. He couldn’t explain the fact that he just wanted to be by your side almost all the time. It’s been a while since he felt this way, especially after—well, it was a long story.

He remembered vowing to be picky with his selection while fucking anyone he wanted with no regret. Then you came along, Jimin’s little cousin. You were breathtaking. Your glasses effortlessly fit your gorgeous face with your braids on each side of your head. Your irises gleamed into perfection, and your pearly smile reached your eyes, showing authenticity and an affable demeanor. He has heard so much about you and was blown away by your first impression.

God, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. You didn’t realize it, but he was putty in your hands the second you met.

Though Taehyung was smitten by you, he was still a dumbass who decided to tease you once he opened his big mouth. It only made you flustered, to which Jimin laughed, but Taehyung loved the sight of you, getting all shy because of him. He wanted to see more of it, so he kept doing it. At first, it was harmless, but eventually, you fought back, so he decided to play with you. Yes, he knew how annoying he was, but it was the only way to get your attention since you were too busy with school and council. He knew behind all that anger and hissing was a strong yet shy woman he was dying to be with. You were gentle when you wanted to, but you also could be fearful if you did so. You only attracted Taehyung as time went on. 

Ugh, he missed you so much, and he’ll miss you even more once the championships are over. You constantly reminded him how this thing between you two would be over afterward and that you’ll never really see him again. The thought of not being with you anymore pained him. He didn’t want that; he refused to let that happen, but you had the power to do so.

He went back to the kitchen to down more tequila shots to ease the pain. He wondered what you were doing, wondered how you spent your Friday nights since you refused to party. He wondered everything about you. He couldn’t help it. He was so down right bad for you; it burns.

“Tae, you okay, man?” He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see a slightly buzzed Jimin because the man’s tolerance was insane yet he was concerned for his friend.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Taehyung nodded before taking another shot in his system.

“Easy, Bub.” Jimin stopped him from pouring another one. “You can’t take your alcohol that well. I just saw you drink five shots before I came up to you. What’s up, man?”

“I’m…good. Just not really feeling like partying.”

“Wow, that’s a first.” Jimin scoffed in disbelief, but when he continued to stare at his friend’s face, it clicked that he was being serious. “Oh, my ba—”

“It’s alright, Chim.” Taehyung shrugged it off. “I think…let me just stay outside for a bit. Must be the fumes.” Jimin nodded before letting him be. Taehyung sneakily grabbed the rest of the bottle before walking out of the front door and sitting down on the lawn. No one threw up and had sex around here, so it was safe, in his opinion. The alcohol was getting to him and was fizzing up his mind. Only the thought of you coming into frame. He literally saw you this afternoon. Why can’t he stop thinking about you?

Okay, yeah. He admitted it. He had a crush on you for a while—maybe like almost three years—, but it only recently got to him and turned him into a certified simp. He didn’t want to let go of you. He finally got you. No way in hell was he going to lose this chance with you. It’ll tear him apart once it’s over and what was worse was that he couldn’t tell anyone about it, not even Jimin. His crush was over before it started, so he downed the rest of the bottle. He had wayyyy too much alcohol in his system.

“You okay?” A soft voice broke him from his thoughts. His drunk state searched for the sound before his eyes found his ex, Bini.

Though he was drunk, he could tell that she was high in the clouds. Her eyes were red, she was straight cheesing, and her body waved like seaweed. She wore a white body con that made her stand out from the darkened environment. Her hair was straightened and flowed down effortlessly. Taehyung couldn’t lie, but she was pretty, but he didn’t feel anything towards her anymore. He just looked at her with a confused gaze until she sat down next to him on the grass.

“What are you doing here?” He slurred, his head getting a little light-headed.

“I needed some fresh airrrrrr. Fuck, the wind feels so good!” She dragged on the last word of each sentence. “And came to see you. You look sad.”

“Okay? It’s none of your business.” He didn’t care if he spoke rudely. Bini wasn’t anyone important to him anymore.

“I still care, you know.”

He snorted in disbelief, “That’s real rich coming from you.”

“Tae, I’m not lying.”

“And I don’t give a fuck!” He spat back, which ended the conversation. He didn’t even bother shooing her away, too drunk and too enthralled at the thought of you clouded his system and comfort. He missed you so much.

“I miss you,” Bini said softly, playing with the grass under her. “To be honest, getting high is not as fun without you there.”

He grumbled, letting her talk. However, the memories as a couple slowly appeared into frame, briefly casting away you in his head. He remembered how she got high while Taehyung got drunk due to sports reasons. Bini was a cheerleader, but her team rarely got tested compared to his. When both were intoxicated…indecent things occurred, and once it popped up, Taehyung wiped it away, shaking his head to help him.

“It’s also been a while since we’ve talked…like normal?”

As bad as they ended things, they were unfortunately in the same friend groups. It’s been like that before and after they were in a relationship. This wasn’t the first time they (or more so she) tried having a light conversation. It wasn’t awkwardness, but rather, frustration and regret only roamed around when the two were near one another.

“There’s really nothing for us to even talk about.” Taehyung slurred as his eyes rose to the clear, darkened night sky. “I don’t see the point of it all.”

“But we were friends before—”

“Yeah, and I can’t go back to seeing you as a friend.” He interrupted her, and his mouth got the better of him as his truths began spewing out.

“What do you me—”

“Nothing that you’re thinking about. I…you hurt me, and yeah, I forgave you, but I can’t forget how much and how long you’ve hurt me.”

“It was a mistake.”

“A mistake is once, twice, hell, three times.” He countered. “A mistake does not happen for almost the entire summer!”

She bit her lips, keeping her from defending herself, which was also pointless. “You’re right, and I’m an idiot, but I still want you to be part of my life. I care about you too.”

For some reason, those words affected him. It made a twist in his drunken heart. He couldn’t explain it any further.

Taehyung, of course, did move on, but he still had a tiny speck of leftover emotions for the girl that destroyed him. Various emotions of anger, sadness, pain, distress, but yet, there were these feelings of…partial, hope, fondness? He didn’t know. He was slightly unsettled every time he engaged with her. It wasn’t longing, but he couldn’t reach the point of indifference.

He still thought about her from time to time, less since he’s been with you. He wondered how she was doing, if she could pass any of the classes she struggled with, or if she got that cat she’s been wanting for so long. It was menial, but Taehyung was curious nevertheless.

It made sense, though. Bini was his first love before he…was like this. He knew what love was because of her, how much happiness and sacrifice you dedicate to another. But he also learned how much pain and misery love can cause him, something he never wants to experience again.

Until you.

But seeing Bini showed him what he once had, a view of his past, a constant reminder of why he couldn’t do what he wanted with you.

Too in his thoughts, Taehyung failed to realize that he now and kept his glaze at his ex. There was a twinkle in his eyes that Bini misinterpreted because it made her insides flutter with butterflies. She remembered that look, a look that Taehyung had for you. But she kept that thought out as it was now focused on her.

“Tae…” She called out when she started leaning into him.

His mind was still elsewhere but continued to picture memories of his times with her. Oh, how young and foolish he was, but he was very much in love regardless. Through his drunk state, he was needy and wanted affection. Usually, it’d be you he’s thinking of, but when his first love was in front of him, it was difficult to haze the said thought away.

Her hand was on his hardened chest with her breath attempting to maintain stability. She repeated his name once more, capturing his attention, and it was all it took before he crashed his lips onto hers.

His lips were as soft as she remembered. The sweetness of his taste mixed with the tequila sets off many unresolved emotions for her. It only made her grab his shirt, pulling him closer to her. He settled his hands on his lips as he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth, which made his stomach churn.

She swiped her tongue on his lips, but something in him told him that he couldn’t. He couldn’t do it. Not with her.

“Tae,” She breathed out, but the sound almost felt foreign. It’s not what he wanted to hear.

His eyes were closed before a pixelated memory slowly came to mind and became vivid. A day he realized something. It was nightfall, and the only light was the full moon through the window. You were naked but sleeping on your side, facing his way. You curled into his bare chest with your palm resting on your cheek while the other lay on his side. You were serene, the epitome of perfection in his eyes while he watched you.

You rustled in your slumber, forming a pout with your bottom lips. You mumbled something incoherently and whined in need. You were cold from the wind coming through the window that brushed through your exposed shoulder. You did this from time to time, enough for him to know what was happening.

So he lifted the comforter until the end reached your neck before wrapping an arm around your waist to bring you towards him. You were unaware of this, but the lighter expression on your face from his actions brought him joy. The yearning in his pupils was evident and shined through the darkness.

There right in front of him, were your lips. Your face was a small movement away until it touched his. He gazed at them, absorbing the softness and their color. Oh, how badly he wanted to feel them on his. He wanted to kiss you so much. He wanted you to himself.

That moment right there was when he realized he fell for you and was only going to fall harder.

Then his eyes shot open, finally aware of what he was doing. The person he was kissing wasn’t who he wanted. He kissed Bini, he kissed his ex, but most importantly—

He didn’t kiss you.

He grabbed her shoulders to pull her away, but it was too late that Seokjin and Yeonjun came out of the party and spotted the two locking lips.

“Oh, shit! Tae...” Yeonjun was flabbergasted, and so what the soundless Seokjin, who stared at the exes. They were well aware of their captain’s rule, so seeing him breaking it was shocking that they needed to tell Jimin. The men’s presence caused the two to turn their heads with shocking wide eyes.

“A-are you back—”

Seokjin couldn’t even finish his sentence because Taehyung stood up from his position in a wobble and tried his best to get away from the scene. Bini didn’t comprehend the loss of him because her stomach growled, indicating her hunger. 

Though the members called for him, Taehyung ignored them, ashamed of what he had done. He cursed and insulted himself in his head, how stupid was he to break his rule. He needed to leave. He should have left before it happened.

He needed comfort. He needed peace. He needed love.

He needed you.

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Hi everyone! I go by Bella in this :3

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