Over the last couple of weeks, Taehyung and I agreed to stop counting the days and enjoy our time together instead. Although, it was much easier said than done.

During the days, we would hang out, watch movies, play games, go places, just talk and goof around. Every night we would give ourselves to one another physically, taking our time to be in the moment.

And as amazing as it was, it became suffocating when things would become quiet and he wasn't in my presence . I no longer had the distraction of his handsome face or his contagious laughter or his warm touch. I no longer could overload my senses with good things to overshadow the inevitable.

Late at night when he was sleeping soundly, I would quietly cry myself to sleep and when he thought I wasn't paying attention, I would see him wipe away his own tears throughout the day.

It was slowly killing us and we both were trying to be strong for one another.

"Taehyungie and Ava, I need to talk to you both for a moment." Uncle Kim says as he knocks on the bedroom door.

We both look at each other and then put down the playing cards we had in our hands.

We walk into the kitchen where Uncle Kim was seated at the table. He waves us over and gestures for us to have a seat.

"I haven't been wanting to bring this up, but Taehyungie, I have your plane ticket. You'll be leaving in nine days. Ava, you start school in eight, right?." Uncle Kim looks at me with his eyes full of sympathy.

I nod, unable to speak through the knot forming in my throat. Especially when Taehyung grabs onto my hand underneath the table as if he's hanging on for dear life.

"I will have to be out of town this week, but I'll be back to take you to school, okay? We'll both be sure that you're settled in." He gestures between him and Taehyung.

I nod again as tears begin to form.

He sees my solemn expression and grabs my other hand that was resting on the table. "You're not alone, Ava. I promise."

I try to swallow my emotion as I shut my eyes but the tears stream down my cheek.

Taehyung pulls me into his arms and I feel his wet tears touch my forehead.

"I'm sorry you two. But look at the bright side, you two get a whole week to yourselves." Uncle Kim smiles and we fake one in return.

He sighs out as his failed attempt, "I'll be leaving here in about an hour. I love you both."

"We love you too." We answer almost in unison.

Uncle Kim excuses himself and heads back upstairs, leaving us in the quiet room, only the sound of the air conditioner and refrigerator as noise. We look at each other, unsure of what to say.

Taehyung looks down and grabs my hand bringing my ring to his lips as he kisses it tenderly and looks into my eyes.

Forever Yours

I grab his and return the sentiment. We may not be able to say what we feel right now, but sometimes words aren't needed.

This is one of those times.

We stay there in complete silence until Uncle Kim calls out to let us know he's leaving. After wishing him safe travels and promising to keep the house well taken care of, we shut and lock the front door and look at each other.

Without even thinking, I jump onto Taehyung's waist and crash my lips onto his. We move together at an eager, yet passionate pace. Our hands travel over each others bodies as if we needed to touch every part all at once.

I can't hold out right now. I need him. It's beyond sexual or even hormonal. It's intimately heart wrenching. I need to have him as close to me as possible while I still can.

He meets me kiss for kiss. He holds on to the back of my thighs for stability as he turns us around and pushes my back onto the closed front door.

He vulnerably hums his approval at me almost begging for more of him. When he breaks away from my lips to move down to worship my neck, I press my head back onto the door to grant him access.

"I love you, Ava. I love you so fucking much." He kisses my neck and chest eagerly. "Don't you ever doubt that, okay?" He says as he stops and looks at me in my eyes with his clouded with tears.

"I could never, Taehyung. I love you more than you'll ever know." I kiss his lips again, needing to feel the soft pliant flesh on my own, deepening it as much as humanly possible while I cupped his face in both of my hands.

Turning our bodies back around as I hold onto his shoulders and keep my ankles locked around him for support, he places me down gently on the stairs. Leaning me back a bit with his body, he continues to kiss me passionately while his hand moves up my shirt.

We break the kiss momentarily, panting heavily while he whips off my shirt and reaches around to undo my bra and pull it off in one swift motion. He sits back and shimmies my skinny jeans off of my legs, pulling my satin black thong down with it. I'm completely bare and on full display directly in front of the front door but I could care less.

He dips down and pushes my legs up one step so that they're spread wide and bent as he quickly covers my waiting mound with his mouth. His tongue working hungrily to coax me to the edge of my release.

I throw my head back in a loud moan at the sudden sensation and grab a handful of his hair as his tongue flicks my swollen bud in a rhythmic pace. Inserting two of his long fingers into my tight entrance, he curls them once they're fully in to the knuckle. The full sensation along with a magnetic current shooting through my body as he claims me as his once again.

"Oh my god, Tae! Yes..." I moan out, the echo of my ecstasy ringing through the halls.

He pulls away and sits down on the stairs next to me. Grabbing me, he has me straddle his face as he pushes his fingers back inside.

I rock my hips in tune with his tongue and motion of his fingers as I grip on to the railing. The angle of the stairs providing the perfect position.

My walls clench and my body tenses as I come for him, dripping down his fingers as he continues to lick up as much as he can.

I dismount and place myself back down on the stairs, propping myself up on my elbows to try to catch my breath but Taehyung wastes no time in standing up and grabbing my hand to pull me back into him as he walks us back down the stairs.

Once my feet are firmly placed, he crashes his lips back onto mine. With his tongue deep and intertwined with my own, he has me taste my own flavor as he slams me into the wall in the hallway, knocking some books off of the small table along the way.

I tug at his shirt and he pulls back just long enough for me to get it over his head before we continue the passionate embrace. He grasps my bare breasts as the weight of his body pushes back into me.

I place my palms onto his muscular chest, pushing into him and forcing him against the adjacent wall as I quickly pull down his sweatpants and boxer briefs to free his aching erection.

Without hesitation, I squat down before him and take him into my mouth. We're going at such a vigorous pace that I skip going slow and immediately suck him as deep as my mouth would allow. With my hand pumping him at the base, I suck him faster and harder while increasing my grip. I reach underneath him to massage his heavy sack while applying pressure to the sensitive area underneath causing such a beautiful man to tremble by my doing. The sense of power making me that much more aroused.

"Fucking shit, Ava! Oh fuck!" He yells out with a deep growl that makes my soul quiver.

I grab his hips, drawing him deeper into me as he fucks my mouth until I have no choice but to pull back, gag and quickly catch my breath before I suck him greedily again. The wetness of my mouth dripping down the veins of his thick shaft and the sound of me choking seeming to only increase his satisfaction.

His cock stiffens as I gag once again. He rapidly grabs me by my arms and pulls me back up to him, hoisting me back onto his waist as he turns and pushes us up against the closed bedroom door.

Blindly reaching down without breaking our salacious kiss, he twists the door knob and we stumble into the room. The door and my back both slamming into the wall at the same time. Causing me to cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

He thrusts himself into me and I scream out his name at the sudden intrusion. I reach out for something - anything to grab onto as he pulls me down on him, fucking me as deep as he possibly can.

I'm a squirming mess on top of him as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, his tongue darting out in motion with his pounding thrusts.

Holding me close to him, he pulls me off of the wall and walks us over to the bed with his swollen dick still deep inside of me. I grind my hips onto him, unwilling to stop the eroticism. The movement making him sing my praises.

Once we reach the bed, he sets me down and forcefully flips me over so that I'm on my hands and knees and yanks my ass back towards him.

He aligns himself up with my entrance and slams back into me with a deep groan. My head collapses into the bed as my arch deepens and swear he could feel my heart beating in my chest as he pounds as deep as our bodies will allow.

I know he's feeling what I'm feeling right now. To an outsider, this would seem like just raunchy sex. Purely fucking with no emotional attachment, but in reality we both just can't feel like we can be close enough. No matter how deep he goes, we both know that eventually it will be the last time he can do so. The last time our bodies and souls will be this connected.

His groans turn into growls as he bares his teeth and pushes my upper back deeper into the mattress. His hand snakes around to massage my sensitive bud as he continues to thrust into me.

Fuck he feels so good! And he's ruining me. How could I ever move on? How could I ever think about letting another man ever touch me? How could anyone else compare not only sexually but in my heart?

I am his.

Totally, completely, undeniably his.

My body shakes as an intense orgasm suddenly crashes through me without much warning and he grabs a handful of my hair and slaps my ass as he feels me pulsate around him.

"Ava...I...oh shit!" He spills into my womb, pushing in every drop as deep as it could go until my legs give out and I flatten out on the bed. Utterly spent.

He lays on top of me as we both try to catch our breath. His lips finding mine as we sloppily kiss through the intensity.

He begins to laugh and I force my eyes open to give him a bewildered stare.

"What in the world is so funny?" I ask still confused.

"If you weren't on birth control, I think I would have knocked you up." He continues to chuckle. "Baby Kim would be arriving in about nine months."

I can't help but begin to laugh along to the infectious sound. That's when I get a devilish idea and decide to mess with him all in the name of fun.

I dramatically gasp.

"What day is it again?" My expression suddenly serious and my voice laced with fear.

"Saturday, why?" His smile suddenly fading.

"I missed my appointment for another birth control shot!" I say with a surprised tone.

I know I shouldn't mess with him like this but I'm just doing an innocent little prank.

He lifts up and pulls out of me. His face is serious as he sits down next to me and rolls me over to my side.

"Ava..." he swipes the hair back from my face.

"I know, I didn't mean to be so careless. I just didn't..."

"I might be a dad? You might be the mother of my child?" He quickly cuts me off from my sentence. His tone of voice was loving and a bit excited. It surprised me to say the least and my eyebrow furrows.

"You're not mad? But we're both so young." I sit up and look at him, both still naked and yet neither of us care.

"Of course not. And we are young but we'll figure it out together. Just like everything else we've been through so far. I told you, I'd like for you to have my babies one day. You're it for me."

Oh no. This prank backfired on me completely.

"Um...Tae. Baby, I was just joking. I'm not due for another shot for a few weeks. I'm still on birth control. I was just playing a prank on you. I thought you'd be worried or something and then later laugh about it. I'm sorry." I reach up to touch his face but he moves back.

"Why would you do that to me?"

The look in his eyes devastates me. I've seen him hurt but I've never been the one to actually cause him the pain. This, this was different.

"Tae, I'm sorry. I didn't realize..."

"That I love you and want the rest of my life with you? That a baby would be a blessing and not some sort of burden to me?" He stands up and grabs the sheet, wrapping it around his waist.

Suddenly I feel more naked than I ever have.

"Taehyung, I - I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me. We don't have much longer together." I reach out for him but he turns and leaves out of the room, slamming the door on his way out.

I emerge out of the bedroom a few minutes later after putting on his T-shirt and find him sitting on the couch just staring blankly.

"Tae?" I cautiously approach him.

"I'm sorry." His eyes tightly close and then reopen as he casts his gaze downward. "I shouldn't have reacted that way. You were just trying to make a joke and I took it seriously. God! What's wrong with me? I wasn't like this before...before you. I wasn't emotional and I didn't think with my heart before my head. Before you I didn't think about love or needing to feel this kind of intensity. Before you, I had a set plan and a clear path. But now? Now I'm willing to risk it all if you just say the word."

He turns to look at me with hopeful eyes. "Please say the word."

My heart breaks for him and as much as I want to just run off into the sunset with him right now, I know that our futures are important. I know that what's meant to be will be. And I know that if I did say the word, eventually he would resent me for it.

"Baby." I straddle his lap so he can really look at me. "You know I can't do that. Not because I don't want to but because I know we both need to be responsible and set our futures up nicely. You want to be able to provide for your wife and kids one day right? Have this kind of life for yourself?"

He nods.

"Then do what you need to do to make that happen. Like I told you before, if you still want me in four years, you'll know where to find me."

"How?"

I grab his hand and look down at our matching rings. "You'll know."

He kisses me deep and slow.

For the rest of the evening we made love to one another. Only taking short breaks before we need to feel each other again.

Each time thankful that it wasn't our last.