It's almost a week since me and Taehyung got married.

Almost a week since I lived together with him as well.

And almost a week I tried so hard to refrain myself from jumping onto him and do the thing with him.

[3 days ago]

"Mhmm, you're so good at this, Somin", Taehyung moaned against our kisses, "How did you get this skillful?", he chuckled. I was in trance, unable to think straight until Taehyung pulled me underneath him on the sofa.

Our lips stayed molding against one another, we were too carried away. Almost, too carried away. Just a split second, Taehyung took off his shirt.

Until I saw his half closed eyes hide those familiar light blue eyes, I quickly pushed him away as if I got myself a brain slap. I heard him grunting, before I realized that he fell on the floor because of me.

"Oh my God, Somin-ah, w- what- why did you push me? God, my back", Taehyung groaned in pain, wriggling around his space, trying to endure the seeping pain.

I quickly ran to the kitchen, getting the first aid kit before going back at Taehyung. "I- I'm so sorry, T- Taehyung".

"Honey, if you keep doing this, I'll die even before our honeymoon", I blushed at his words, though his innocence was as clear as a day. I helped him to sit on the sofa, carefully letting him lie on his tummy.

I silently put the ointment on his lower back, gently applying a little pressure while massaging him. I felt so sorry for behaving like this against Taehyung.

Taehyung grabbed my hand, he swiftly turned around and pulled me against his chest, "What do you feel sorry about, Somin?". His eyes reflected the sincerity and pure worrisome. Seeing that I was unable to maintain a decent eye contact with him, he angled my face to look at him. "Baby? What is it?".

I bite my lips out of nervousness, praying so hard that Taehyung wouldn't read my mind even if he could. I'm hoping for dear life, the last thing I've ever wanted was to let him down and lost his trust.

"I won't do that, if you don't want to. Don't worry, Somin. But I'm just worry about you, are you gonna talk about it?", he asked softly, tucking the falling hair behind my ear. I shook my head no. I heard him trying to contain his heavy sigh. He closed his eyes firmly, flashing a smile afterwards.

"It's okay, I'll go take a bath first", he kissed my lips delicately before carefully putting me on my feet. Taehyung took his shirt from the floor and walked away, but of course, as usual, he took double goodbyes before actually leaving me. He came closer and kissed my forehead, whispering "Love you". Then he went upstairs.

[Present]

"What did you say? You mean you haven't have sex with him?", I jumped, flapping around, embarrassed of my bestie, not to mention we were outside in public, she just casually mentioned that.

"God f.ucking d.amnit, Somin", she inhaled while pushing her fringes off her face, "What's wrong with you, girl?", still, she managed to tone down her voice a little.

"Come on, can you turn down your voice a bit and drop the profanities, please? We're outside and there's kids around", I sipped my iced mocha sheepishly. Looking around, making sure not much people heard what she said just now.

"What, is the marriage turned you into some kind of a goody two shoes now? We used to f.uck it all, you know, screw them all", Yunmi giggled, enjoying herself to the fullest teasing me, "Okay, okay, but seriously, I can't accept this. You mean, you and your sexy as f.uck husband, haven't even touched one another?".

"Yunmi!", I hissed, looking around again, I can feel the heat up to my ears and cheeks, "It's not like we never touched, we did, just um, not that intimate".

"Oh my God, why? Does he smell?".

"No!".

"He's a messy guy?".

"Wh- no!".

"He snores in his sleep?".

"No, he's not. In fact, he's such a quiet sleeper, his soft breaths are like lullaby, with his warm skin against mine, it feels strangely intoxicating and soothing", I explained unknowingly, flashbacks of our days as newlyweds alone made me smile like a teenage girl.

"Wow", Yunmi clicked her tongue, "Okay, okay, I got that, but then, what's stopping you from doing it with him?", she leaned closer against me, whispering "Does he have a small d.ick?". I pushed her back to her chair.

"Do we have to talk about that, Yunmi? Seriously?", I groaned.

"Well, I'm just guessing. But for someone with his figure, I'm guessing, it wasn't, right?", she lifted one of her eyebrows. Seeing I was all shut and shy, she cackled hard. "I'll take it as a yes then".

"It's not because of all that, you know. It's kinda hard for me to explain it".

"Try me, aren't I your best friend?", Yunmi urged.

I gestured her to come closer for me to whisper it, "Taehyung is actually a handsome, romantic guy".

Wait what? That's not what I'm trying to say!

"That's it? I think everyone knows about that, Somin. He even came to see you graduate months before you got married, bought you exactly a 100-roses bouquet. Duh, he is romantic but how does that related to your problem here?", Yunmi sighed.

"N- no, I mean, he is a dem- dramatic, cute and loveable". Wait, what the f.uck did I just say? That's not what I wanna say!

"Somin-ah, are you okay? Hello~", Yunmi snapped a finger in front of my face, instantly waking me up from self-monologuing, and daydreaming. "Your phone's ringing". I fished for my phone inside my handbag and looked at the ID.

Taehyung ♡.

I answered it quick, "H- hello?".

"Did you finish your work, sweetheart?", he asked.

"Oh, um, yeah, I did, like a few minutes ago. I'm with a friend right now, just having a drink", I replied.

"Great, so where are you now? My mom called me, she invited us to come over for dinner. I said yes, you wouldn't mind right?", Taehyung said.

"Yeah sure, I don't mind. I'm at the Starbucks nearest to my workplace. You know my workplace, right?".

"Of course I do, see you in 5 then. I love you", he chirped before ending the call.

"So, Mr. Romantic Husband is coming to fetch his wife?", Yunmi teased.

"Yeah, he said his mom wants us to join them for dinner", I said.

"Oh speak of the devil, there he is", Yunmi looked behind me, urging me to do the same. Only to be served with mouth-watering, handsomely neat yet casually clothed Taehyung. His hair was pushed backwards, his white shirt appeared as he took off his coat. Revealing a slight trace of his mild toned muscles. Spotting me, he smiled and approached us.

"Damn, I don't understand why would you not jump on him and f.uck the s.hit out of him? I mean look at him, he's overflowing with sex appeal and masculinity. If I were you, I'd be like take me, right here, right now".

"Watch it, he's still my husband", I sneered, glaring at Yunmi before she apologized though she never really meant it. I turned to Taehyung, examining him, like of course, the other girls had their eyes on him too makes me a little enraged. He then planted a chaste kiss on my forehead before joining us on the table.

"Hi, Taehyung, you're quick", I said while sipping the last bits of my drink.

"I was actually around the corner, wanting to pick you up. The traffic's surprisingly good today", he said, putting his arm around my shoulders. But then he started to pull me even closer and whisper sweet nothings, meanwhile I can't even catch a single phrase he said. Though it was actually really sweet.

"Ehem", Yunmi cleared her throat, "Anyway, I'm Yunmi. I've been to the wedding as well last week, am her bestie", she referred to me, lending out her right hand for a handshake. Taehyung took it and shake it smoothly.

"Yes, I remember you. And I will always remember you for being a part of my wife's life. Thank you for looking after her when she's not under my supervision", Taehyung was so good with words, melting every single hearts that vowed their ears to listen to him.

Meanwhile, there's me.

Taehyung tightened his hold on my shoulder, making me look at him a little surprise.

"Well, actually we were just having some girl talk", Yunmi glanced at me.

"Oh, I hope you guys aren't talking bad about me?", more like a statement, Taehyung laughed. While I'm beside him, froze and occasionally gave out a heartless laugh.

"In fact, we were actually talking about you, you know, Somin here is already like a sister to me", I immediately reached for her hands, practically begging for her not to go further.

"If it concerns my wife, then it concerns me as well".

"Okay, I'll be straight to the point. Why you guys haven't had sex yet?", I was jaw-dropped, my eyes getting dry from not blinking at all. I felt super uncomfortable with Yunmi's bold move, even if she's my bestfriend.

I stood up, glaring Yunmi, "I can't believe you", I grabbed my bag and left them both. When I'm outside, someone grabbed on my hand, and I instinctively shook it away. It was Taehyung's.

"It's okay, baby, I've explained everything to her", he said.

"What? You told her?", I asked, surprised.

"No, I mean, in a better way, without the dark side stuffs", Taehyung grabbed my hand, twiddling with my fingers while walking side to side.

"Oh".

When we inside his car, Taehyung looked at the mirror before looking at me. "I forgot to tell you something. Please, I hope you won't tell anyone about me, about the real me because, you know, you do remember how you reacted on that, right? Luckily, I was nearby to stop it from happened".

I just shake my head yes, silently wearing the seatbelt. Then it hits me, "Wait, so it was you who made me changed my words?" He nodded guiltily, "God, I should've known that. So, what did you tell her?".

"I just said that we both agree to give you some time to prepare for that, letting you appreciate the last days before we do it for real. Don't worry, I've got it undercover. Just that, remember", his voice turned deeper, "If you ever told anyone about us, you'll have to face the consequences".

I looked on my side mirror, and saw his eyes was light blue, he was smirking as he started the car engine.

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it took me awhile, and this chap was absolutely a filter. It was too hot here I can't even concentrate writing! anyway tomorrow i will start practical again so I'll be busy again ugh. I promise I'll write a better chap after this, ily♡