“Tae, I want my thighs to maintain some social distance.”

She laughed a heartful smile and continued to pour the water on the flour. Similarly, Taehyung's concern ignited.

The anxious and bothered emotion enveloped his features. A muscle ticked in his jaw. His once exhilarated features soon morphed into a very composite and strict hallmark, which was for sure noticed by Erin.

The atmosphere between them thickened by the passing moment. They were introduced to a voiceless surrounding, emphasizing the spiteful situation between the two of them.

The air between them crackled with romantic tension last night, sparking an undeniable surge of love and admiration inside him. But, he forget about the insecurities that cuffed her happiness and her contentment to the point, where she has to skip every other meal.

What if, he was not enough to stand for her securities to inflate?
What if, he never made her feel those admirations to love her features?

On the other side of the coin, Erin gasped as she observed the changes in his highlights and cheekbones. How they were once occupied with unlimited joy, only to be filled with some annoyance.

“Love?”

His gentle voice felt as soothing as honey to her.

“I—I am apologetic, extremely apologetic if I ever make you feel you are not enough—”

She interjected, and spoke,

“Taehyung, please don't blame yourself, it's just my past has never made me feel secure with my flaws. And, to be honest, I can't help it. It was never your fault, please don't apologize.”

Her speech was imperative and halting.

He brushed his hand across his face and gave a bittersweet smile. Meanwhile, Erin reciprocated a genuine and warm grin. There, he made a promise to himself, that he would surely make her proud of herself, and emphasize her beauty very much. To a point, where she would be no insecure of her own body.

Though, somewhere he wanted to ask her about the past where she had been so disturbed, but proceeded to not encounter much of her past.

“Well, Tae?”

Her sudden voice brought a halt to his thoughts.

“Yeah?”
He licked his lips.

“I told you about my personal life, how about your relationships?”
She kept rotating the spatula on the utensil.

He was quite shocked and didn't have anything to respond. Thought of various self-doubt and diffidence enveloped him.
His forehead glistened with sweat as she hit him with a sudden barrage of questions. After, all those love moments, should he elaborate on his past relationship?

Oh, but Erin is mature, she would understand him dearly and allow him to explain. That's what he thought.
Nevertheless, after a long debate, he responded, not sharing any glances with her. He turned around and faced the counter of the kitchen. His side profile was on the side of hers.

“Uh, yeah, I had an ex.”

He thought the motion would be somehow finished from her side, but she kept going with her work. Not a single reaction, as if she doesn't care. Her sculptures were as stiffened as that. No significant changes.

“Oh, then what happened after?”

He gazed at her as if he couldn't believe himself. Yet, stepped ahead to answer,

“Uh, we broke up on good terms, we were not compatible with each other, I guess.”

She simply nodded in response.

“Are you not surprised?”

Soon, she put an end to her work and wiped her hands. The next moment, she laid her hand on his shoulders and observed his face for an entire minute. She grinned, and spoke,

“Why would I Tae? She was your past. And I am your PRESENT.”

She emphasized the last word.

The maturity she attained is appreciable. The eloquence in her gestures and her words are for sure meant to be truthful and understandable. Despite their awful past, they both had been such great partners to acknowledge the situation. Especially, Erin. Taehyung was no less than her, yeah, maybe somewhere he was not self-assured, but thus far, he had been a great friend in handling the situation mannerly and suggestively.

He engulfed her whole self and shoved his head on her shoulder. They both embrace each other in their adjoining warmth and tenderness. Their sneaking suspicion was all inhabited with an enormous elated moment and gratification for one another.

In that apprehension moment, she initiated to approach him with a tender kiss and brushed her lips on his. Meanwhile, Taehyung reciprocated with equal intensity. They both felt deep affection in that moment, a wonderful term to define their passion for one another.

•••

“Taehyung! Go, your college is here—ah!”

Erin ordered the boy, but he was so reluctant to hear her. Currently, they both were in her car, and Taehyung was giving her some smooches, specifically, on her neck. There, she was holding his shoulders as a support. Both of them barely had any intention to stop this ecstatic moment, but Erin knew it wouldn't bring any good as his college was just right in front of them. Thankfully, no one was there to acknowledge their shameless juncture. As their car, was behind the bushes.

Erin inclined her neck, to give him more access to that particularly 'horny' boy. To be honest, she was also enjoying every motion of his. Taehyung proceeded and gave a quick peck on her luscious lips, which were already so red. They both breathed heavily, especially Taehyung.

His panting became more aggressive when the lady, brought her hands closer and more proximal towards his thick-clothed shaft. In a short time, he grabbed her wrist, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his lips. He knew, how wet she would be now. Oh, only if it was not meant for revenge, he would have thrust himself inside of her, so hard, and so deep.

Whereas, Erin knitted her brows in utter confusion. She gasped and breathed a puff of air. Her chest elevated up and down with several heavy breaths.

“Taehyung? What happened?”
His smirk got wilder as he decreased the distance between them.

“Sweetheart, you made me so hard this morning, and even didn't let me touch you. I had to masturbate by myself. This is revenge, love.”

She widened her eyes and watched him with pure revelation. Now, she was reminiscing about her deeds and was regretting. Only if she would have let him ride her, she won't be so horny right now. Hereafter, with a last quick peck, he bid his farewell and made his way out of the car. She watched every movement of his in exasperation to teach him a good lesson. He relaxed his hands on the window panel and perceived his woman. He smiled.

“Bye, sweetheart. Take care of yourself.”

He was being sarcastic and he knew that.

After walking some distance, he noticed a familiar figure, right in front of his college main door. The same raven-headed man, with a muscular body and some tattoos displayed on his fingers. A similar smile plastered on his face as he viewed Taehyung in his sight.

That particular man advanced towards the boy. As he neared, a potent and confidential fragrance engulfed Taehyung's senses. As soon as the male got near to him, he engaged both of them in a conversation.

“Hey Taehyung! I am Jungkook. How have you been?”

Oh fuck—
(Taehyung said to himself.)

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