Body Talk

20. Confused Heart

"Yikes." I trembled slightly at the cold water that came rushing down the faucet. 

Something about an unfamiliar bathroom with Taehyung's shampoo scent catches me off guard— I'm left feeling on the edge of my tippy toes, heart thundering at the fact that I was spending the night with a man. 

Somehow, I feel like Jungkook would be mad at me the next day. Gulp. 

Let's see...his cold, glaring eyes as he stares at me, the way he bites his bottom lip out of frustration...I could imagine his expression. But…

Will he be jealous? That I stayed at Taehyung's house? 

I couldn't fathom an answer. I do think we have something going on, a certain tension between us, enough to call us more than 'friends'. But whether he likes me the way I like him….It was a different answer. I don't know. I'm hesitant, that I'm just a pass-by crush and rebound for Haneul. 

Speaking of Haneul.

I look at my arm, slightly cringing at the water that ran down my taser wound. That girl wasn't a sweetheart like I imagined, despite her demeanour. She was a monster. It doesn't matter to me that she hurt my physical body , but that she hurt Jungkook emotionally. 

As I was thinking about it, my fingers clenched together. I really dislike her.

With a head full of irritability, it didn't cross my mind that Taehyung would be waiting for me outside. I unlock the door, only to widen my eyes at the sight. 

He's leaning on the wall, hands crossed with a raised brow. His half opened mouth seemed to hesitate as he stares at me, the rounds of his cheeks turning up in a slight reddish tone. 

"Uh...yeah. I forgot to tell you how to turn on the heater, but it seems like you've figured it out yourself." He stutters a little.

Before I could say anything, he took another look at his hoodie that I'm wearing, and turned his head abruptly to the side.  What? The sides of his ear was beginning to flush up as well. 

"Oh...It's a bit big on me." I looked down at loosely clad clothes.

"Figured." He pretends to sound nonchalant and walks away with hands in his pockets. "You're a girl afterall." 

I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean? I may be biologically a girl but i-

"But you're strong. I know." He turns back with a smirk, and I felt my heart skip a beat. 

Wait , what? 

I hide my expression by turning away from him, afraid he'll notice. "B-bed." I say. "I'm going to bed."

Taehyung stares at me as I make a beeline towards his bed, wrapping my entire body in his blanket. I felt his strong stare for a minute or two before I hear the shower running. Then around 15 minutes later, the sounds of the sofa creaked as he lays down. 

But at that moment, I realised something. 

He doesn't have a blanket….and it's cold. 

After hesitating for an entire hour, I finally stood up and took the blanket. Taehyung's fast asleep on the sofa— God. Even his sleeping expression seemed like it's sculpted from angels themselves. His glistening lips as he licked them in his sleep...I was entranced. 

I hesitated again. Ugh, since I'm here already…I gently place the blanket over his body. 

And as I walked away, a hand pulls me down and I stumbled onto his body— our face inches apart. 

"What do you think you're doing?" 

I felt his warm breath on my lips. He stares directly into my eyes, and I could feel my heart pumping at the speed of a treadmill. His heartbeat, as our bodies pressed together, was in sync with mine. 

"I...I just wanted to give you my blanket." I stated, as his eyes fluttered shut. 

"It's cold, Soa. Just have the blanket."

"No."

"Then…" he opens his eyes again, before pressing my head to his neck.

"We'll just share."

And just like that, he gently places the blanket over me, slightly more to my side. I listened as he shuffles comfortably back to sleep, in contrast to his thundering heartbeat. 

At that point- I, as well, felt my heart beat in sync with him. 

But.

Jungkook. He crosses my mind, and my heart seems to ache at the thought of him. The relationship between us was still like a hurricane, tense and strong. I've admired him for years, and now that he's in front of me, I couldn't help but admit my feelings for him. 

But in Taehyung's arms, with his gentle touch, I felt myself in a battle in a midst of myself. 

I was confused. 

My heart was. 

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