Taehyung

May 3, 2021

I woke up feeling like my body was being crushed by boulders on both sides. After a small internal battle between my brain and my eyelids, I finally opened my eyes, and the sharp and harsh rays of morning sunlight made me squint and crinkle my eyes. Instantly, I felt two pairs of legs and arms wrapped tightly around my body from both sides.

Did I sleep like this all night?

To my left, Amanda was sleeping snuggled tight up to me with her face buried deep in the crook of my neck. To my right, Jimin was lying in the exact same position as her. I didn't mind though because I loved them both. However, we had to wake up and get our asses moving for yet another Monday at work.

With one huff, I pushed out all the limbs hugging me and sat up. I hated waking up first, but I had no choice today.

Mandy sat up first with her curly hair messed up and adamantly sticking out in all directions.

"Taehyungieeee," she stretched out her arms for a hug with a big smile while still struggling to open her eyes.

I hugged her tight, gently kissing her cheek.

"I'm still here," said Jimin from behind me in his sleepy morning voice.

I pulled away from the hug, rolling my eyes at him, "Who asked you to be?"

"I wanted to sleep in the middle," my wife pouted.

"Yeah..." Jimin agreed with a pout; his face looking all puffy.

"You guys!" I smacked my forehead. "A threesome is never happening. Forget it and get ready now," I announced sternly, and got up on my feet. Mandy and Jimin giggled and high-fived as they followed me.

We got dressed, had breakfast and headed to the hospital where Jimin worked, with him driving my car. Amanda sat at the front passenger seat while I sat at the back.

My phone buzzed with the reminder about today's surgery on a ten-month old baby girl that was scheduled for this morning, and I quickly sent out a few texts in the group chat with my assistants to ensure that everything would be in place by when the surgery began.

Pediatric surgery had always been my field of interest ever since childhood. When I had my appendix removed at the age of six, the surgeon who operated on me left such an impression on me that I had always wanted to grow up and be someone like her. I am realizing my dreams little by little and striving hard to really get there.

I glanced at Amanda laughing out loud with Jimin, probably over something silly and dumb. But that's one of the million reasons this woman has my heart tethered to hers—her bubbly attitude and ability to make anyone feel at ease with her. She makes me proud by the way she gets along so well with everyone at work as well as with our friends, effortlessly balancing every aspect of life and still managing to look hot as hell and always making me thank myself for finding her and choosing her over everything else, everyone else.

Even though we're a happily married couple now, it's still sad that my wife and I don't work in the same department. I'm just so used to being around her all the time ever since day one of med school that every time I'm away from her, I literally perform mental countdowns for when I'd meet her again. Her voice is the last I hear every night and also the first that I wake up to each morning. I would never want to change a thing about it. I absolutely love her to bits—everything about her.

It was just a lusty and purely physical attraction combined with a very desperate and unspoken need to lose virginity when we first met. But with her, I've been able to explore so much about my own self. She has tastefully unlocked so many of my hidden desires and traits that I have never known existed within me. Mandy can make me go crazy with just a wink of her sexy eyes.

My love for her is so strong that very often she invades my mind even when I'm busy, and many times I just have to propel my way into her office to steal a kiss or sometimes even more than that to feel assured that I can always feel her love whenever I want to, whenever I need to.

We soon arrived at the hospital that Jimin worked at, and he got off with a small peck to Amanda's cheek and a wave to me before I got myself seated in the driver's seat and buckled in. The drive to our workplace was filled with lots of music, and with us trying to talk louder over the sound of the already loud music, only to end up yelling and laughing.

Amanda

As Taehyung drove into the colossal hospital campus, I glanced at the mountainous structure of the main block slowly rising into our view. The sight always made my heart thud with pride while giving off the same vibes that the university buildings gave away on my first day at med school. Which was also the first day I met Kim Taehyung.

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Standing in front of the sprawling seven-storey building that stretched out upto at least half a mile from end to end, I breathed out my nervousness and walked with slow, steady steps in the direction of the university's main building.

With each step that I took, my nervousness increased, and the gusts of moderately cold wind grazing through my crop top and hitting against my waist made my skin bristle. My soft and tight curly ringlets fluttered with the breeze, and, before it could get messed up beyond the point of repair, I quickly made my way to the building. My heart was pounding wildly in anticipation of my first day at college.

I had watched the campus walk-through videos so many times on Youtube, that every classroom I passed by on my way to the first-year freshers classroom seemed totally familiar to me. The long corridors were noisy, crowded, chaotic and filled with curious and eager new students like me who were looking for their classrooms.

All along the way, I kept earning the usual curious glances and double takes from other students, mainly because I looked totally different from them all. My curly hair, honey skin and big eyes stood out among the other students here who were mostly Korean or Japanese. However, I was totally used to these kinds of gazes since I had grown up in Korea, and all along I had always been that different girl in the crowd.

I ascended the stairs to the first floor and walked straight up to the third classroom there. A bunch of students were checking out the name list pinned on the display board outside that classroom, frantically trying to locate their names in it. I waited till the students dispersed and then stepped up to check for my name although I knew already that it would be here as it was mentioned in the email received from the university yesterday.

Tracing my finger down the list of names, I spotted my name there at number 25.

Kimberly Amanda.

Out of natural curiosity, I also checked the names before and after mine.

24. Kim Taehyung

26. Lee Aera

I wondered who I would be seated next to for the rest of the college year since I already heard from my seniors here that first-year students would have to be seated according to the alphabetical order of their names only. Aera or Taehyung, I would be okay with anyone as long as they aren't the pain-in-the-ass kind.

As I stepped in to the classroom, I studied the familiar interior that I had seen many times in the campus walk-through videos. It was a huge gallery-type classroom that could comfortably accommodate about one hundred students. The podium in the front of the class was slightly elevated, and there were facilities for the professors to speak into a mic since the class strength would be high.

Most of the students were already there in their respective seats, and I scanned the tables, performing a mental assessment. I concluded that Kim Taehyung would be my desk-mate for the rest of this college year. Climbing up to the third row, I made my way to my desk. It was unoccupied, and I sat down, placing my hands on the desk. As I checked out the other students nearby, I fixed my curls a bit and tucked some behind my ears.

In about five minutes, a tall and slim guy dressed in a pair of slim-fit denims and an improperly tucked-in button-up shirt stepped into the classroom. Everyone, literally everyone, inside the classroom was looking at him, and I bet the way my jaw dropped, a few mosquitoes must have entered my mouth without my knowledge. I was drooling visibly; I knew that.

Because this guy that just stepped in was the most handsome, hottest and super charming hunk that I had ever seen. He ruffled his chestnut brown hair and scanned the classroom. A few girls were ooh-ing and aah-ing shamelessly. Well, I was, too, but internally.

His magnetic eyes scanned through the rows as if he were counting the seat numbers, until it landed on me, and my spine stiffened immediately. He smirked and began advancing in my direction with his unwavering gaze fixated on me. For a moment, my breath hitched in my throat, and I had to check if I actually had any clothes on because his powerful gaze and that smug smirk on his face made me feel naked and exposed.

He took long strides and almost jogged up the two long gallery steps and stood right beside my desk, towering over me. My eyes slowly trailed up from his slim waist that was directly in line with my vision and moved to his heaving chest and neck... correction—his damn sexy neck. I had to control my inner devil when I saw his Adam's apple bob up and down when he swallowed.

'I'm thirsty!! Heck! I shouldn't have looked.'

As my eyes moved up, I noticed he stood with his head tilted slightly to one side and his eyebrows raised, as if asking me what the hell I was doing. I felt a bit nervous for I didn't know why!

'He can't make me feel this way. Can he?'

I raised my eyebrows right back, asking him what he wanted and, dang! His eyes were so attractive that I just couldn't look away.

He extended his hand and my thirsty eyes landed on his hands. Oh my! They were God's work of art. My gaze remained fixed on his hand until I heard his voice.

"Kim Taehyung" he said, and I felt like I actually needed some assistance with my heartbeat because his voice was smoky, masculine, and so sexy, and I had a terribly weak spot for deep voices.

'He's Kim Taehyung!!!??? I thought his name is perfection. I really must have saved the nation in my previous birth.'

After a few seconds, I gathered myself together and shook his hand and, boy, oh boy, never before had I felt such a rush of butterflies by just giving a handshake to a stranger.

"Amanda." I said and finally mustered up the courage to look at his perfect face and flash a smile. He smiled back, and I needed some emergency medical assistance, for real. My heart thumped wildly seeing his stunning lips shaped into the most unique and amazing square smile that I had never before seen on anyone.

My eyes refused to move from his face, so I stopped trying at all and just moved aside and made space for him to sit down next to me. I knew I was totally whipped for him in less than five minutes, and I was checking him out shamelessly and gawking at him like a fucking creep. But I felt possessed, and I just couldn't stop looking at him.

He tapped the pen in his hand on the table, and I watched with heart eyes at how his slender fingers held the pen; the random taps almost feeling like music to my ears.

'Should I talk to him?'

My eyes widened when he manspread his legs and leaned back on the seat—hands still resting on the desk and tapping the pen on it. His thigh collided with mine, but did I try to move? No way!! The contact, even through layers of clothing, sent shivers down my spine.

'His thighs look so damn hot and fine!'

The jeans hugged his muscular thighs tight, and my knees literally began trembling at the sight of his thighs—fully clothed thighs, mind it!

'I have to stop myself now!'

I slowly moved my gaze back to his face and felt severely attacked by his sharp jawline and that side profile.

'He is here to end me with his looks. I know it. Man! He is so perfect! I wonder what he's doing in a med school? Shouldn't he actually be ending all supermodels' careers?'

I decided to give myself an eargasm by talking to him. The usually extroverted me felt like a shy, naked worm in his presence. However, I shrugged it off and decided to talk to him.

"Taeh-" I began, and just when his sexy hazel orbs landed on me, we heard another loud voice.

"Good morning, dear students! I'm delighted to welcome you all on your first day here today!" Said the professor in the mic.

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"Ramen, I'll see you around." Taehyung's smooth voice interrupted my thoughts, and I nodded with a smile while he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine for a slow and soft kiss that would help me survive the day at work, that is, if he doesn't show up randomly in my room, or if I don't end up locking us up inside the changing room.

Parting ways with my husband, I watched him as he waved to me and walked a few steps in reverse with a sweet smile on his attractive lips. He then turned around to disappear into his consulting room at the end of the corridor while the elevator doors opened in front of me.

Pride was the only feeling that wrapped around my entire form as I clacked my heels and stepped into the elevator, where there were a couple of lady doctors from other departments—both of whom had tried to make a move on Taehyung, only to end up getting rejected. And the fact that they know now that I was the reason behind him rejecting them made my chin lift and my shoulders soar high.

Alighting the elevator at the sixth level, I walked over to my consulting room at the far end while greeting my colleagues who passed by me on the way. Placing a hand on the doorknob to my room and before twisting it open, I lifted my gaze to the glistening name plaque on the door that read, 

Dr. Amanda Kim
Dermatologist and Cosmetologist

My heart swelled with pride as I let out a long breath and pushed open the door to my neat little consulting room with its inviting eye-pleasing color palette, and the soft aroma of floral oils that always made me feel like this was where I belonged.

The past storyline will be little detailed until all the characters meet, until their lives are revealed a bit, and until some important events occur. After that we will have snippets of significant episodes from the past.

Published on : 09/24/2021