Taehyung

Yesterday, Monday, was hectic to say the least, with Areum falling sick again and throwing up many times through Sunday night, and I had to take the day off to take her to the hospital where she was injected in the veins with strong medicines to arrest her throwing up and loose stools. Fortunately, the injections worked and she is a lot better today.

Needless to say that Jang-Mi was super upset about everything because I revealed the fact that Areum ate hotteok on Sunday evening only when we met with the emergency doctor. The doctor was extremely upset too over my careless parenting, and I felt so ashamed and guilty seeing my daughter suffer because of my utter ignorance.

There have been too many things going on in my life and inside my mind, and I really can't afford to use them as excuses for my reckless behavior. I know that it's high time to pull myself together and behave like a responsible adult.

So, as a first step, after giving it a lot of thought, today, I have finally decided to revoke my resignation and submit a letter of apology to the higher management, and then start hunting for other jobs.

Yes, it's embarrassing, but I have no other choices now, and finding a new job within ten more days seems quite stressful.

As I power up my computer and scroll through my emails, my phone buzzes with an incoming call from Maya.

The moment I see her name, my heart begins beating faster, and my hands tremble a little, but I somehow manage to pick up the phone without dropping it, and I also answer the call in a surprisingly calm tone.

"Hi, Maya"

"Hi, Taehyung. How have you been?" She sounds bright and energetic.

"I've been good...okay.." my voice trails off a bit. "How have you been?"

"I'm good, and I was thinking if you could join me at home for dinner tonight," Maya sounds a little nervous, and there's a pause after she finishes speaking.

"Dinner at your home?" I repeat slowly, even though I heard her clearly.

My heart is already fluttering in delight, and my hands begin fidgeting with random things on my desk out of sheer excitement.

"Yeah, do you have other plans? If so, it's okay...we can meet some other time"

Other plans? What are those?

"I don't have any other plans, and I will join you for dinner tonight. I also have to return Richard's clothes," I quickly confirm with a big smile as I lean back in my seat, pushing my hair back with my hand and grinning like a fool.

My reply makes her happy as heard from the little 'yay' she let out.

"That's amazing. Do you have any specific food in mind? I can make that for us," she checks with me.

"Anything would be good, Maya. Don't stress out"

I'm excited, and it shows in my voice, and I bet she sensed it too. And honestly, I wouldn't mind it even if there is no food to eat tonight. I only want to see her and be by her side.

"Alright, I'll see you at 6 then?"

"Yeah, I'll be there at 6...sharp," I chuckle softly when she does the same.

"Are you at work now?" She realizes it's an irrelevant question and quickly covers up. "Of course, you would be. Are you busy?"

"I was just about to revoke my resignation and send out an apology email," I answer her quietly, running a hand through my hair and resting an elbow on the desk.

"Come on, don't do it, Taehyung. Don't lose hope. You should try for other jobs, and this resignation and the short notice period will only motivate you to try harder. Don't you think so?" She spills the truth, and I cannot help but agree, even though it still sounds a little stressful to me.

"That's true though," I hum in agreement and power off the monitor, instantly giving up the idea of revoking my resignation.

"Yeah, so don't do it. Look out for other job openings. You will surely find one that suits you best, okay?"

"Okay," I laugh softly. "Six pm seems so far away," I whine and complain sadly, making her laugh.

"Come on. It's really not so far. I'm eager to spend time with you...." her voice goes down, sounding softer this time.

"I'll be there, and be with you as long as you want me," my words tumble out before I realize it.

At this point, my hand that's holding the phone has grown sweaty and frigid. The effect that she has on me is phenomenal, almost unbelievable.

In a few more seconds we end the call, and the rest of my day goes by with me frantically checking the time once in every ten minutes, and I almost curse at the way the hands of the clock keep crawling in slow-motion, wrecking my nerves out.

At the stroke of five, I flee my seat and take a taxi home, which would take me only fifteen minutes to reach as opposed to the subway which would be way cheaper in terms of money, but it would cost me almost thirty-five expensive minutes.

Can't afford that today!

The taxi, luckily, doesn't test my patience, and I reach home on time. The way I jog inside my home, take a shower at the speed of lightning and get dressed in a flash—everything seems as if in a fast-forward sequence.

Areum's piano class is today, and so Jang-Mi isn't at home as well. This saves me a few more minutes of answering questions that I don't want to hear or answer right now. I send her a text message with a lie that I would be eating out with some of my colleagues.

Packing Richard's washed and neatly pressed clothes and his belt into a paper bag, I take another taxi and keep chewing my lips in anticipation of the dinner tonight. The first two dinners were unplanned, but this being a planned one is suddenly making me feel unusually excited.

And given that my thoughts have been revolving around the borders of dangerous territory, I really hope that I don't lose control and cross the lines to do something that she might not like. At this point, I don't think I would regret doing anything at all, at least not after the menial, cold treatment that Jang-Mi has been giving me.

Jang-Mi has lost me.

With five minutes to six, I arrive at Maya's door, puffing out a few deep breaths to calm down my pounding heart. I press the doorbell and wait for her to open the door, and she does so, beaming brightly, also making my mouth hang open.

"Hey!" Maya waves to me, asking me to enter her home.

Do you know these movie scenes where everything around someone blurs out to nothing? It feels exactly like that to me. Maya in her jewel green, noodle strap dress is all that I can see right now.

Nothing else exists.

"Yeah," I enter, still in a state of trance as I take off my shoes with my eyes still on her, and I turn my head to look at her as she locks the door behind her.

The house smells of a mix of vanilla and cream, and if a smell could make me drool, it is definitely this one. I also notice that the lighting is dimmer than the last time I was here, and it makes me more excited than I already am.

"Let's eat?" Maya places her soft hand at the small of my back and slightly tilts her head to one side.

"Yeah, sure," I smile, unable to divert my eyes from her.

She takes the bag with Richard's clothes from my hand when I extend it to her, and then she places it on the couch before we both head to the kitchen.

The dress she's wearing tonight is seductive, with thin straps and a wide neck that shows off her attractive collarbones and a generous amount of skin, plunging a little deeper down, but there's not any bit of her cleavage that is exposed. It ends a little above her knees, blessing my eyes with the splendid view of her slender, polished legs.

Tonight, I'm definitely not as well-dressed as her, but I don't mind it at all because she's an absolute feast to my eyes, and this is also the first time ever that I'm seeing her in a dress.

I feel like I might fall in love with this woman.

We sit down at the table where she has already set out a few cute candles, two plates with steak and sides and two large glasses of wine for us. I watch with intent eyes how her dark hair cascades down the delectable honey skin of her smooth shoulders and arms when she lifts her glass up and clinks it with mine.

"To happier days," her sweet voice echoes in the silence of the house.

"To happier days," I repeat, and then we take a sip of the wine.

I'm unable to stop staring at her, and I know she's speaking something to which I'm carelessly humming along. But I have no idea what she's talking about. My eyes are only watching the way her lips are moving, the red of her lipstick tempting me beyond imagination and threatening to kill my self-control which is already waiting to jump off the cliff.

She's also wearing a pair of sparkling diamond earrings, and a little bit of make-up tonight as seen from the shimmery stuff over her eyelids. It suits her so well, and I feel the compelling urge to pour my admiration in the form of kisses over every inch of her whole body.

Soon after dinner, Maya clears the dishes while I sit by and watch her every move with my eyes that are dead set on the perfect curves of her body that are concealed and marked by her dress, the fabric of which is clinging to her skin and making my mind go crazy.

"Taehyung," she smiles at me as she comes closer, the silky satin of her dress teasing my hand, the soft smell of exotic roses filling up my nostrils. "I- uhm, I've been missing you," her fingertips dance over my hand, and I wrap my fingers around them, slipping my fingers through the gaps in between her fingers.

"I've been missing you too," my tone deepens as I make the first move and slowly glide the back of my hand up her arm, making her skin sprout goosebumps. My eyes uncontrollably get drawn to her chest where her nipples pebble under the slim fabric of her dress, making me wonder if she isn't wearing a bra.

"You look so beautiful, Maya," my hand has now reached her shoulder, my index finger sliding under the jewel-green noodle strap while our eyes stay locked with each others.

Maya moves closer to me, her hips now nestled between my thighs while both her hands slip into the hair at the back of my head as she peers down at my eyes with a naughty smirk on her lips; our foreheads connected.

"I want to kiss you," her voice is flirtatious, her eyes dripping with desire.

My heart beats faster and faster as her face comes so close to me that I could now smell the sweet fragrance of the wine she was drinking. When she pushes herself closer, our lips part, and then they embrace each other in tender, soft kisses, and all the other sounds of the world go silent—the sounds of our breathing, the rustling of our clothes, the hum of the refrigerator, the ticking of the clock, and the faint noises of cars moving outside—all silent, until I begin hearing the thumping of my heart in my ears.

My hands circle her waist and pull her to me, wanting our bodies to be closer, and then her tongue is in my mouth, and mine in hers as our breaths become heavier. Maya's hands now hold my face on both sides as she sucks on my lips, making me grow harder with the taste of her tongue, and the sounds of her soft moans are not helping my situation one bit.

I break the kiss first, wanting to definitely take this further tonight and not just stop at kissing her. From the look in her eyes, I get it that she's ready to take it further too.

My hands have no trouble in pulling down both the shoulder straps of her dress, my eyes drinking in the beauty of her body that's being exposed with every inch the dress lowers before it fully falls to the floor beneath. A smirk makes its way up my lips when my suspicion from earlier is confirmed—there's no bra in tonight's game.

Letting my eyes wander over her gorgeous body, I allow them to stay on her firm breasts that tempt me, making me want to touch them, taste them, mark them.

Maya's fingers unbutton my shirt while I take this time to land my hands on her smooth, round ass and caress them, pulling her forward, squeezing the soft flesh in both my hands.

My shirt joins her dress on the kitchen floor when she glides her hands inside and smooths them down my shoulders. I rise from the bar stool and hold her close to me, her tight nipples brushing against my body.

"I want to give you company tonight. Want to go to my room?" She asks in a breathy whisper with a sexy smirk on her lips, but I don't answer her question with words. Instead, I pick her up in my arms and quickly stroll towards her bedroom, fully ready to worship her for the Goddess that she is.

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Published on : 05/04/2022