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35| "His resistance is in ruins."

The ceaseless knocks on the door tore Nina away from the sweet slumber that had fallen over her like a warm blanket. She sniffled, finding her limbs weaved with Talia and Leena, cuddling each other at a suffocating point. Ersa grunted out a low hum, waking up by the same noise as she quickly checked her phone with one eye open.

"I got a text from Jer, they are here." Ersa rubbed her face with her palms and sat up, trying to defy the sleep threatening to take over.

Memories of a few hours ago pummelled in Nina's head— her crying over Taehyung's confession— her confessing the love she held for Taehyung — she and her friends were super drunk, their feet could hardly carry the weight of their bodies so they remained splayed in their places, and ended up sleeping.

"Coming, coming, I can hear you!" Luckily, Nina managed to reach the front door without stumbling and falling on her way. As soon as she unlocked the door, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Her boss, Jungkook, his younger brother Jerry and Namjoon were standing in her door frame.

"Seems like you guys were having fun." Namjoon commented and those heartbreakingly sexy dimples chiselled his cheeks. That all-night sob-and-drink sesh and hearing her girls' naughty late-night bedroom adventures were indeed fun.

"By the way, Nina, you look like a raccoon." Namjoon pointed his index finger at Nina's face. The black mascara was now dry on her cheeks, thanks to those tears.

"Having mascara on your cheeks is in fashion these days, it's also good for skin. You don't know anything, sir." Nina shrugged, knowing that she was being nonsense in front of her seniors though it seemed like the alcohol influence was still lingering in her senses, she blamed it all on it.

"Are you sober?" Jungkook raised a question, calmly checking his Rolex.

"Yes, I am fully sober." Nina nodded, her bangs moving across her forehead as she blew them away. She was sober enough to recognize their faces, walk properly and feel the dry mascara on her cheeks.

"I like your style." Jerry fist-pumped Nina. "Anyways, we are here to collect our girls, hope you don't mind inviting us inside." Jerry chirped in his usual unbothered tone, reminding Nina that she should open the door wider for them.

"Oh yes." She held the door and looked down at their expensive shoes as they one by one walked in. But when another pair of loafers entered, for a second confusion churned in her head as she slowly lifted her head. Her rounded eyes cut through the golden ones. The ones filled with magic that she still pathetically believed.

The man that had been dwelling on her dreams was standing in front of her.

Leather jacket with a white t-shirt, fitting charcoal trousers that bring out taut linings of his thighs which happened to make her improperly breathless with obscene images spinning around her head. The silver hoops and tassel earrings embellishing his ears were gleaming in glamour. Like usual, he was at his polished, fashionable self, with an appealing energy that she couldn't simply neglect.

More importantly, he was here, in the flesh. He was here, breathing. He was there and it was enough. Yippee ki-yay.

"You… are you real?" As soon as those words broke out between her lips, she bit her tongue and flickered her eyes away from him. There was something close-knit in that eye contact, something dangerously intimate as though he could just heist her soul through her skin. And Taehyung might do it, he might claim her soul and hide it in secrecy where no one could find it, where only he could hold her.

"Yes, I'm real, not a figment of your imagination." All this time she was missing him with profound agony and when he was actually there, the first thing she enunciated was something so emphatically lame. Nina rolled and flowed toward her misery and proceeded to mentally die in cringe.

"Is my girl okay?" No, she wasn't okay because she missed him dearly— Nina had desperately pressed the words down her throat before they could evade.

"I'm okay." Nina mumbled, peeking at him through her thick lashes, praying the eagerness of her wasn't written all over her face. Her skin tinged with energy when a smile curled his lips, that damn smile was earth-shattering gorgeous. "And I'm not your girl." She sheared out, trying not to blush while spewing the statement that possibly was a raging lie.

"Wow, denial, that's fucking original." Taehyung's eyes drooped on her lips, the playful expression was turning into steel-like determination, challenging her to resist him.

She perceived the touch of his fingers ghosting her waist. It was a blameless brush through her clothes, then his fingers were nowhere near her and her breaths crawled back into her suffocating lungs. This stubbornly gorgeous man and his presence and his blazing touches, that damn brush of fingers created wild outbreaks under her skin. It strum the nerves of her pussy and tingled her toes.

"Are you done lying?" Taehyung mumbled, as softly as the breeze. The inevitable ache woke like a puff of smoke around her ribs, sliding through the disrepair cracks of her heart when he tucked the bunch of hair strands behind her hair.

Taehyung always did that, touching her hair, playing with the red strands, or just tucking the pieces away as she always finds this habit of his an underrated, endearing form of intimacy.

After overpowering the urge to kiss him, Nina tugged away before Taehyung could do something to break her control. It took lots of grace and power not to swoop in his arms. The closeness with him was like standing on an edge of a cliff, one slip and it could lead you to your doom.

"Whatever." Tipping her chin up, squinting her eyes at him, she swayed inside. Nina ought to keep her emotions in check, especially the heart that swells and ripples for him until it just hurts so good. It was the fierce reaction to his simple voice.

"My fiesty, red." Taehyung chuckled, following behind her like a love-sick puppy that was desperate for her attention and maybe a pat on his head— or kiss, he wasn't choosy when matters came to her.

The men were drinking in the club where they usually meet and when Taehyung found out that they were picking up their ladies, he tagged along to meet Nina. He personally believed he didn't need to be hesitant though at some points, he was exceptionally hesitant. Would she be happy seeing him? Or she would shut the door in his face? Taehyung had promised Nina that he would give her time to think about his proposal but he wasn't a very patient guy, nevertheless, he was trying his hardest not to just run back to her place whenever the poundage on his chest got tighter and heftier. 

If Nina wanted time and his patience then Taehyung would grant her that without ruffling their relationship— easy to say, only he knew how many times he died inside his body.

Two weeks felt like hell. Staying away from her felt unfair. It was truly fine if he couldn't touch her or hold her, one glimpse would be enough to slake his long-filled heart and fade away the burst of nothingness. 

Jungkook had called him pussywhipped. Taehyung called it acting like he finally had the woman who meant absolutely everything to him and it wasn't like, Jungkook wasn't a whipped fucker himself, if he could kiss the ground Talia walked in, he would have done it in a heartbeat.

"My Talia, I'm here darling." Jungkook carefully pulled Talia onto her wobbly feet, wiping the drool staining the side of her mouth from his handkerchief and playfully scrunching his nose at her when she kissed his chin.

"I missed you. Oh my lord, you are so beautiful. Are we dating for real?" Talia flutters in his arms like a fairy, leaving a stardust of giggles in her wake. She was sleep talking and the way Jungkook looked at her made the romance-reader side of Nina swoon. Jungkook always had this look in his eyes as if he would kill to do anything for his woman.

"We are engaged, my soon-to-be wifey." Jungkook corrected her, lifting her in his arms in a bridal style as they both looked at the diamond ring in Talia's hand.

"A perfect fairytale for us." Talia grinned.

"My life is a fairytale because you exist in it." Jungkook was sincere and he didn't care if his friends were flashing his surprising glances— he didn't open up to anyone and this side was only booked for Talia.

"Will you carry me?" Ersa asked, not minding the way Jerry attacked her face with cutesy kisses. He whispered 'of course' against her forehead. "Will you leave me if I puke all over your clothes like last time?" Ersa blinked at him, on the verge of crying.

"No, I'll be a little whiny but I'll never leave you." Jerry kissed the back of her hand as Ersa nodded, silently asking him to hold her in his arms. Nina found it hard to believe that Jerry was literally wrapped around Ersa's finger; she had heard stories about little Jeon being a former playboy of the town. Now seeing him and Ersa lovey-dovey, Nina couldn't quit her romantic self rooting for them.

"I know you can't live without me." Leena mumbled, nestling her face against Namjoon's chest.

"Yes, I can't, not even a second." Namjoon mumbled with his signature dimpled smile while helping her to wear her stilettos.

"Aw, my boys are such cornballs. I'm trying my absolute hardest to swallow this cheesy side of y'all. People in love are just outstandingly insufferable." Taehyung's syrupy sweet statement was soaked in sarcasm, his friends flared stung eyes at him. "You guys give me something in my stomach."

"Butterflies?!" Leena's eyes twinkled.

"Sickness." Taehyung winked at Leena as she poked her tongue out at him. "And warmth. Goodness gracious, I just hate feeling things." Taehyung wrinkled his nose as if he had bitten a lemon.

Liar, Nina knew he was lying to appear a cheeky jerk to his friends. Sometimes he was moody and arrogant and just between kind and unkind but he felt things so deeply that it made him wish to rip his heart out of his chest and tear it into pieces. But he particularly doesn't hate them. Feeling things means he still had some humanity digging under his skin.

"You love us. We are your favorite!" Talia flung her index finger in his direction.

"Ah-ha. You are my favorite, Queen." Taehyung looked back at Jungkook's eyes whose glare was sharper than the shred of glasses.

"One of these days I'm going to hit you with my car, be careful." Jungkook hissed, his stares softened when Talia cupped his cheek.

"No fighting." Talia shook her head.

"Oh my, did I offend you, my friend? Come here, lemme smooch that frowns away." Taehyung spread his arms, only to receive Jungkook's middle finger.

"Yeah do it and I'll break every bone of your body." Jungkook gritted between his teeth.

"Always ruthless, you don't care about me. Talia, your fiancé is scary." Taehyung teased Jungkook, earning another glare from his friend.

"And you are rabid." Nina grumbled beside him.

"Did you say something, princess?" Taehyung turned to her, biting back a smile.

"Uh, nothing." Nina shook her head, nonchalantly checking her nails.

"Are you gonna stay?" Namjoon interrupted Taehyung's staring session and questioned in his devil-may-care tone. He buried his face in the side of Leena's neck, pulling out the string of shy chuckles from her.

Taehyung nodded. Nina dumbly looked at both of them exchanging secretive glances.

"So you guys are a thing?" Jungkook's whole focus was on Talia who was peeking back at him with hearty eyes.

Taehyung hummed out a tangible yes. This time with a full-fledged smirk as if he had just won the world. Nina scrutinized him with narrow eyes, wondering why he was pretending as if she wasn't standing beside him.

"What?! You guys are banging each other and you guys didn't tell us?!" Jerry shouted out, pulling an offended look at Taehyung and then all of them who were deadly silent. Nina cleared her throat and looked away with heated cheeks, too mortified to answer.

"So you guys all knew and I was the one who had no fucking clue? Greaaaat." When the silence got louder, his mouth fell open.

"Ersa, even you know that? You hide all the juicy gossip from me baby." Jerry tightly hugged his girlfriend's waist, pouting like a little kid whose candy got lost.

"I don't like gossiping." Ersa patted his cheek, her face twisting. "Gosh, I'm gonna puke."

"I know we are in a relationship but we were besties once upon a time, besties gossip all the time, you don't break the rules!" Jerry whines while getting dragged by Ersa out of the door.

"We should go now." Namjoon spoke, as they all nodded. Nina walked with them to the door while engaging in a convo with Namjoon and Leena. Talia silently approached Taehyung who was staring at Nina as if she was the only source of his breathing.

"Tae, I know we are old friends." Talia patted Taehyung's arm, her face shining with one of those smiles that left people in wonderment.

"But Nina is also important to me, very important and if you dare to hurt her again, if I see her crying because of you, I won't hesitate to kill you in your sleep." Taehyung was somewhat stunned and amused by the threat. A few minutes ago she was stopping Jungkook from being rude to Taehyung and now she was threatening him, more importantly, it didn't come off like Talia was joking.

"You are right, she is serious about the killing part." Jungkook wrapped one arm around Talia's waist, appearing so unapologetically proud of his girl.

"Understood, Ma'am." Taehyung raised both his arms, declaring he wanted a truce between them.

Nina shut the door when her friends left, and the clicking sound resounded around them, not only that, Nina felt the sound buzzing in her veins.

"Why didn't you go with them? I don't see any reason for you to stay." Nina pulled her lower lip between her teeth, her cheekbones smoothed out in an attempt to fight the smile.

"I've countless reasons to stay." Taehyung gruffed out while peeling his jacket off. His rugged biceps were jutting through the t-shirt, flexing deliciously. Nina watched him tossing his jacket on the couch and casually walking around the living area as if he owned everything there, especially her.

The place wasn't huge but it was comfortable with minimal furnishings and fur carpet which she bought from an online shop. The corners were decorated with green plants, the walls were filled with all kinds of artistic paintings. They weren't expensive, not from well-known artists but everything, small or huge. Cheap or costly. They all belonged to Nina. She created this empty house into a home on her own and that was enough to cram her chest with pride.

Taehyung smiled seeing the two white and pink cups on the table. One cup quote says meow meow motherfucker with a cat face wearing glasses and another one says best cat mom ever, a grumpy cat showing its middle finger. He touched everything as if he wanted to leave his prints on them, as if he wanted to be familiar with her belongings. He loved every aspect of Nina and he was certain he would love even the aspects that he didn't know yet.

Taehyung stood in front of a bookshelf, tilted his head, lifted his hand and caressed his fingertip against a hardcover. Then he pulled out a book and flipped some pages. Then put the book back in its place and then pull out another book, not knowing what he was digging through. But he was enjoying learning about her interests.

Taehyung wasn't surprised to see the shelf all dedicated to romance books. Taehyung ensured that he would build a room filled with all kinds of romance books for Nina— and then he would make sure to fuck her against those shelves.

"Leote, baby don't sulk." Taehyung's ears perked as he swung his curious eyes at Nina. She was coddling her cat in her arms, stroking his head with her fingers. 

"She is seducing me. With all this smudged mascara, messy hair and honeyed voice. If she thinks I can't see how she is drawing me in then she is insulting my intelligence." Taehyung scoffed, poking the tip of his tongue into the corner of his mouth.

Nina's breath was imprisoned in her throat when two buff arms tangled her waist, squeezing her closer. Now they both were breathing in sync. When she was inhaling, he was exhaling and the sound thawed around them. Taehyung's blood was cinder around her presence. His body was tightly wounded like a feral animal, but now when she was near him, so soft against his hard muscles, he was finding it difficult to believe that he was still standing so calmly and didn't erupt into flames.

"I may sound aggressively silly, but hearing another man's name from your mouth makes me pathetically jealous, even if it's your cat." Taehyung smiled when Nina tried to cover her laugh but ended up chuckling. Taehyung pressed his lips against her shoulder blade. Ease filled him when she relaxed against him and didn't flinch or pull away.

When Taehyung caressed Leote's head, the little buddy hissed in response, probably not appreciating Taehyung's presence. He was still a stranger and Leote wasn't particularly friendly with them.

"Shut up little boy, she is mine before she is yours." Nina rolled her eyes, she couldn't believe Taehyung was having a beef with a cat.

"Seriously Taehyung?"

"I like his fierce attitude so I'll forgive my son."

"Son?" Nina flashed him a funny look.

"You are his mommy, so it makes me his daddy." Taehyung's face dissolved into an affectionate one when the white cat Pearl and orange cat jelly bean circled his legs, purring to gain his attention.

"See they approved me for you, what else do we need? We are a big happy family. We will be the coolest parents." Taehyung declared, sure as the morning sun. He gently took them in his arms and pecked their heads in such care, leaving Nina stupefaction.

"We? Mr Kim we ain't a couple, so being the parents is the farthest thing in my mind." Nina put Leote on the ground and jabbed a finger on his chest, a knowing look in his eyes that screams many things, things that Taehyung had already unwrapped that night.

"So what's in your mind exactly? Care to share?" Taehyung put the cats on the floor, watching them scurrying away. She gave him that breathy laugh that melted a fraction of whatever ice had permanently embedded itself around his heart.

"What?" Taehyung's smile widened, his hands cupping the groove of her waist. Nina let out a carefree laugh when he nuzzled his face in the side of her neck.

"What's so funny?" Nina shook her head. She wanted to tell him that the 'giant softie side' that he believed didn't exist was showing and he had no idea about it.

"Nothing, I just didn't expect you here." On seeing him in front of her, a sense of relief rips through her rib cage, wiping off the gloominess that she had been sensing these days. She hadn't felt anything like it in weeks. It was too late to even conceal the contentment that was emitting through her being.

"Me neither. . . I was dying to see you." The smile that he was wearing was replaced with a frisky smirk. A gasp resonated in the air when he turned her around, smashing her back against something hard, the wall.

"Dying?" Nina's face warmed at his exaggeration but it shouldn't sound so sincere, it shouldn't build a riot in the places inside her body which he had no business with. Nonsense, he had already reached all the places within her and wrenched out her emotions.

"What should I do with this information? Should I consider this important?" She didn't mean to sound so sultry and tempting to strike the beats of Taehyung's heart. Her fingers were reaching his chest on their own accord as if they had their own senses, their own wishes and were starving to touch him.

"Knowledge is power." He looked at her with a weird sort of madness, the raw intensity in those golden pools was like black smoke choking her— she didn't mind if it was toxic for her health. The more he pressed his body against her, the more his solid chest rubbed against her nipples, and the more her unyielding senses crushed into dust.

Taehyung slammed his left palm on the other side of her head and leaned in closer, so downright desperate and hungry for something. Sparks flared behind her eyes when his lips smashed against her, pressing tightly. One wet lick on the top of her lip as she parted her mouth to allow him to glide his tongue against her teeth. One nip in the corner of her mouth. Once and twice, then he wrenched away quickly as if he was merely teasing her but the pained growl from him tells another tale.

"Fuck, you make me so insane." Taehyung pressed his thumb on her lower lip, opened her mouth and pressed his tongue against hers. Nina was breathless, even boneless against him when he retreated, flicking his eyes up and down at her body like a hungry wolf, analyzing his meal before devouring.

His shrewd gaze onslaught her face, then sank to her shuddering breasts that were suddenly heavy and taut under his attention. Although being completely dressed, in red plaid pants with a silk camisole and those fuzzy slippers, she felt completely naked under his appraisal. Despite her dress-up wasn't actually seductive, his disloyal dick was shamelessly getting hard. If he would combust in his pants untouched he wouldn't be surprised.

"This mouth." Taehyung was in a haze. "I want to fuck this mouth of yours so deep, you'll feel my cock down to your throat." The golden of his eyes was like a dark abyss, swallowing her in.

"Your mouth is completely foul." And she liked his dirty talk…so wasn't she foul too? The darkness in his eyes, the fingers tightly clutching her waist, and the improper words had fueled her arousal. It evoked certain appetites which seem hard to escape now.

"You destroy the bare semblance of any control I possess but I've promised that I'll give you time. I can wait, no matter how much it's killing me. I'll wait, no matter how much it hurts or obliterates my sanity." Taehyung's tone was rough and dipped in dismay. He just had to pull away, turn and leave but he had no energy to move, no desire to walk away from her softness.

The way she breathes, the way she talks, the way she moans or simply glances at him was eradicating his resistance. Something sharp was slashing him open, tearing him into pieces at the thought of not spending another minute with her. 

"I think I should leave." Shutting his eyes, Taehyung grunted as if she was physically distressing him. Nina could say he was struggling to control himself, at the time she felt pity for both of them because as much as they wanted each other, both were terrified to cross the line for different reasons.

"Then why did you come?" The words flooded out before she could slam them back and wait for them to die against her tongue.

Taehyung arched his eyebrows when Nina grabbed his biceps, her eyes were sweeping and there was a vast glimmer of disappointment screaming at him, even silently accusing him.

"Just answer me and I'll do whatever the fuck you want." He enunciated with such gravity, Nina found a little explosion of excitement crawling down her spine.  

"How badly do you want me to stay?" The question had only one answer, so with quivering lips, she leaned forward— to her dismay, Taehyung pulled away, stopping their mouths from fully pressing together.

"If you kiss me now, I'm taking you, I'm fucking you good the next minute and you won't stop me. You sure you wanna do that, red?" Taehyung's eyes were so dark and cold yet the coldness set fire in her body.

As soon as she breathed out a yes, Taehyung's mouth was on hers, and her mind emptied. Blanked. Secluded. Nothing else existed except this. The heat, the pleasure, the firm pressure of his lips, and the wet curl of his tongue against hers. Nina's fingers slid into his hair while she tipped her head back further, opening her mouth wider to pleasantly offer him as much access as possible. Taehyung tasted like whiskey and mint and, on the other hand, she tasted like all wickedly delectable things in this world and his, only his.

"Stay, stay with me." Nina moaned against his mouth and nipped his chin, licking the fine lining of his jaw as she rubbed her tits against his chest, sensing the tip of her aching nipple hardening like tiny pebbles.

"Thank you for making it easy for me, I might go crazy if I don't have you now." His fingers cupped her ass, the mounds filling his palms perfectly as he squeezed them. The wetness unspool between her legs, it worsened when he pressed his hardening cock against her throbbing pussy, teasing the nerves. Their eyes met, and he swallowed the gasp escaping her lips while rolling his hips against hers, knowing utterly well that he was sliding perfectly against her dripping fold.

"Bedroom, I don't want my babies to watch me like this." They both looked at the cats who were looking at them with their… judgy eyes. Nina was damn sure, Leote was utterly disgusted and sick on a different level, but he loved her enough to slide this topic.

"I also don't want your cats to see how their dirty momma enjoyed getting her tight little pussy sore." Taehyung slid his hands behind her thighs and effortlessly lifted her so her legs could be wrapped around his waist.

"Taehyung, you are obscene!" He chuckled, carrying her inside the bedroom and then shutting the door by his feet.

"No, you are obscene." Nina inhaled sharply when he licked under her throat.

"Me?"

"Yes, because you are gonna tell me how much you missed my finger inside that tight cunt of yours."

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Heh! you guys say you love me but you don't follow or interact with me, I'm sad 🌚 and yes next chapter will be spicy.