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Amanda

My heart raced wildly, and I felt completely speechless seeing his texts.

'What does he even mean? I've been trying to avoid him since morning because it feels so awkward. Our friendship seems to be at stake. What kind of friends have sex while drunk?'

Taehyung:
I can make it memorable for you

Me:
Explain

Taehyung:
We can take our time and do it while fully alert.

Me:
WHAT???

Taehyung:
I am just saying

Me:
You mean as a one time thing?

Taehyung:
One time is already done

Taehyung:
I meant our second time.

Me:
And after that?

Taehyung:
We can talk about that afterwards.

Me:
What the-? Are you asking me for sex?

Taehyung:
Might as well

Taehyung:
We did it in an inebriated state.

Taehyung:
Why not try it while sober?

Me:
I'm speechless

Taehyung:
Take your time

Taehyung:
I'm not forcing you into anything.

Taehyung:
We'll do it if you give your consent. You already have mine.

I fumbled so badly that I almost dropped my phone to the floor. Sooya was in the shower, and we hadn't yet talked about last night.

'What do I tell him now? How do I tell this to Sooya?'

Me:
I'll think it over

Taehyung:
Sure. But I don't want things to be awkward between us.

Me:
I'm trying not to make it awkward too

Taehyung:
You've been avoiding me since morning

Me:
I felt so awkward to face you

Taehyung:
That's what I meant

Taehyung:
Just be cool, okay?

Me:
I'll try my best.

Taehyung:
That's my girl...

I sighed and put my phone aside. What a day it had been. Waking up bottom naked in the same bed as Taehyung, realizing that I slept with him while drunk to the brim, receiving a proposal to have sex with him while sober—never had my life been so adventurous over a period of 24 hours.

My head began to hurt, and I decided to put aside everything for later. He wasn't forcing me into it; Taehyung gave me a choice. So I would think and decide.

We had to leave the resort the next morning and get back to our routine college lives where I would have to sit next to Taehyung, the boy who I gave myself to. And he would have to spend his year sitting next to me.

'How will we go about this?'

Without bothering to shower, I slept with all the confusing thoughts and emotions clouding my mind.

Back at home, I unpacked my bags, put away my dirty clothes in the laundry and let my weight sink down into my mattress while my mind kept going back to Taehyung and his proposal for sex.

'Would it be wrong to do it with him while we both are sober? Well, we did it when we were intoxicated and didn't realize or remember anything. He was my first, and he said that I was his first, too. I always fantasized for my first time sex to be something magical. But everything happened when I wasn't even in my senses. And to top it all, I slept with my friend...okay, my hot, handsome and irresistible friend about whom I have occasionally had some dirty thoughts.'

'He is my first, so it wouldn't be too bad to experience it with him and make it a proper first time, right? He said he's already in for it, which means he wants to experience it fully, too.'

'I'm pretty sure he didn't wear a condom the first time. But my period is due tomorrow, so he most probably didn't get me pregnant. Next time we can plan it out well and use protection, too. But God! How do I tell him that I'm ready for it?'

I decided to wait it out until my period ended and then let him know about it. However, I dreaded facing him at college. He seemed cool about it on the outside, but I had absolutely no idea how he felt inside.

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"What happened, Taehyung? Is something on your mind?" I asked him as I noticed he was too distracted and zoning out while we had dinner.

"Nothing," he smiled awkwardly, shrugging while shoving a forkful of pasta into his mouth.

"You don't want to talk? That's okay... but if it's something about the food, then tell me," I said and scraped off the last bit of sauce from my plate.

"The food is amazing as always..." he replied so dryly.

I knew for a fact that something was troubling him. Internally, I was also troubled by the news that Yoongi delivered to me this morning, and I thought that being with my husband would take my mind off things, yet it seemed to be the opposite.

Should I tell him about it already?

"Uhm… Taehyung, Dr. Moon met me today and invited me to Dr. Hana's engagement party on the 14th," I decided to bring things up subtly.

"Oh, yeah. He invited me, too. Good that the old witch is finally getting engaged. But I doubt it will last until their wedding," he nodded to himself, lowering his head thereafter to focus on the food on his plate.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What do you mean? I heard there's some management level contracts involved as well. So it is highly unlikely that she would crash the wedding or something."

"But you never know about her. I'm just saying," he shrugged again, and from the tone of his meek voice, I sensed that something was definitely off, and it was most probably centered on Dr. Hana.

Yet, I didn't want to probe him. I wanted him to be comfortable enough to tell me about it.

"Yoongi met me today," I said softly.

Taehyung's eyes lifted to meet my gaze as he slowly chewed his food and nodded.

"He met you yesterday, too. What's he doing in Seoul?" He stuck the fork into the small heap of pasta on his plate and casually leaned back in his chair.

"He was there to meet Chairman Lee. So we just quickly caught up over coffee," I stopped at that, still torn whether to bring up Namjoon in the discussion.

"Oh... till when is he here? We'll meet him some time or maybe have him over for dinner tomorrow?" He proposed a plan, and I nodded.

"Sounds good. I will let him know," I smiled, taking a sip of water.

"Jimin called today. He has reserved rooms for us at the resort for this weekend," he fixed his gaze on me as he spoke, and, instantly, a blush crept up onto my cheeks.

The very resort where we both had drunk first time sex many years ago.

Noticing my shift in demeanor, he stood up from his seat and walked up to me. My eyes moved to his perfect face that seemed ethereal under the warm and soft center lights at the dining table.

Taehyung cupped his hands around my cheeks.

"I have a small surprise for you," he said in a gentle voice, planting a delicate and soft kiss on my forehead with a little sound.

I quickly cleared the dishes at the table and pushed aside the washing to later, and we both headed to the bedroom where Taehyung had laid out the shopping bags on the bed.

"Try these out," he handed the bags to me.

I opened them and saw that there were two dresses inside. One among them was the dress that I had wanted to buy last time, yet, Taehyung convinced me against buying it since I already had too many black ones.

"Wowwwiee! You bought this one? Awww...." I hugged the dress and fake cried.

"This one is for the engagement party," he said and laid down on the bed, turned to one side, resting his temple on his palm.

"Oh my God!" I pulled out the other dress and exclaimed. Although I wasn't a fan of red, this particular one was amazing.

"This looks so hot!!"

"Correction. You look hot. This dress is just to reduce your hotness a little," he winked, and I laughed at his corniness.

"Try them out, right now," he commanded in his dangerously deep voice.

I stripped off my pyjamas and slipped on the red dress first, and Taehyung zipped it up for me. I checked myself in my reflection in the mirror from all possible angles, and it did suit me perfectly.

"I love it," I blew a kiss to his reflection in the mirror.

Sitting on the bed behind me, he returned the kiss to my reflection in the mirror.

Stepping out of the dress and tossing it to my husband, I tried on the black one. It was overly revealing, yet skin show was one of Taehyung's kinks, and I already began plotting dirty ideas inside my perverted mind for when I'd be wearing this dress.

Taehyung

"Can you wear that hoodie and lie down with me?" I asked her when I spotted the same hoodie that I saw her wearing for the first time many years ago.

Although I had other plans for tonight, I suddenly felt like cuddling with her, and the memories of her in that particular hoodie on that particular day are always so precious to me.

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I reached college earlier than usual and waited for Amanda to show up, desperately wanting to break the ice between the two of us.

'No, I don't have romantic feelings for her. Yet, I will not deny that I've felt a strong sexual attraction towards her right from day one, almost like an animalistic instinct to mate, and I might have just let my inner devil take over under the influence of alcohol. Did I ask for her consent? Shit! I just hope it wasn't anything without her consent that night.'

I tried to recall the scene from when I woke up half naked on the bed and when I saw her in the same state. There seemed to be no signs of struggle, no nail marks or anything of that sort absolutely.

'So I most probably just banged her and fell asleep.'

My skin tingled thinking about how it would have felt, and just then Mandy walked into the classroom. She hugged a few books close to her chest and walked with her eyes on the floor. Her hair was up in a messy bun with a few loose curls decorating and framing the sides of her beautiful face.

Her eyes lifted to meet mine that were already fixated on her. She wore an oversized hoodie and a pair of leggings which was so unlike her since she always wore only fitted clothes that highlighted her perfect body proportions. Today she was dressed up like a saint.

Chewing my lips, I fixed my gaze on her as she slowly made her way to her seat and settled down. I scanned her face for any traces of uneasiness, and, trust me, that was the only emotion plastered across her whole face and body.

Sighing deeply, I inched closer to her.

"Hey... Mandy are you okay?" I asked her in a low and deep whisper.

She nodded,

"Yeah. I'm okay. And you?" She asked without making eye contact.

"I'm okay, too," I nodded. "What's with this fashion?" I pulled at the sleeve of her hoodie that was covering her hands resting on the top of the desk. Although the hoodie was hideously large, she looked all cuddly and warm.

"Just felt like it today," she shrugged, smiling lightly.

"Let's go out for lunch, okay? Please try to be casual," I almost pleaded.

She hesitantly nodded a few times, but when I showed her my fist, she bumped it softly, after which she seemed to relax a little. Leaning back in my seat, I made up my mind to have an open discussion about everything with her later that day.

A few lectures passed, and Amanda seemed so focused on taking down notes. Well, yeah, the lectures were pretty interesting. And given that we were having only various chapters about human anatomy, things did seem very interesting.

At lunchtime, I whisked her away to a small eatery outside the campus before Jimin or Sooya or Jungkook or those senior guys that always swarmed her could steal her away from me. She accompanied me without protesting, and we both settled down at a corner booth inside the small diner.

Amanda ordered a seafood stew for us, and, for the first time in a few days, her eyes met mine. She didn't speak a word, and although I was bold enough to ask her for sex through text, I found my tongue tied terribly when I had to bring up the topic in person. Yet, I felt like I had to do it, and so I began.

"So... about what I told you the other day. Did you think it over?" I asked her as I spun around my cellphone held between my fingers—the action being another one of my nervous tics.

"Yeah, I did," she nodded, resting her hands on the table.

"Mhm?" I raised my eyebrows; my heart thumping violently.

"I- umm... Yeah, I guess I'm okay with what you asked," she mumbled, once again struggling to maintain eye contact.

'WOWWWWW!'

"REALLY?" I hooted excitedly.

She immediately shushed me and gestured for me to reduce my volume by flicking her hand up and down in the air.

"Sorry… sorry. I mean, are you serious?" I asked more calmly, yet nervously combing my hair with my fingers.

"Yeah. We did it while we weren't fully conscious. So might as well do it in a calmer state and have a memorable first time," she said exactly what was on my mind.

I failed to suppress my excited smile, and she broke into a giggle, too. The awkwardness between us was erased to an extent, and I was relieved about that. We were both blushing hard, and inside my head, I was already planning out where to do it. The food arrived, and we ate well but spoke very little. Jimin kept calling, and I ended his calls without sending him any texts.

'I can always talk to him later.'

Ending his sixth consecutive call, I powered off my cell phone and asked her as we settled down in our seats in the classroom, "So when is it?"

'Desperate? Umm... kind of.'

Her face turned almost red.

"I'm on my period now. Friday would be good," she smiled, failing to hide the blush on her face and the shyness in her voice.

"Okay," I chuckled, returning my gaze to the podium where the professor had arrived.

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Published on : 10/02/2021