For Everything I Am | KTH 18+ ✔

Chapter Twenty-Six

"What do I even wear?" I ask myself out loud as I stare into the abyss that is my walk-in closet.

Normally for dates, I just grab the first dress or outfit that catches my attention and think good enough or this will do as I toss it on without much thought at all. Even on dates that I was somewhat looking forward to, I never felt as nervous as I do now. Why do I feel nervous? Or is it just excited? I'm not entirely sure, but my stomach is in a knot as I think about what it is we may be doing.

Taehyung has heard all about my dating life ever since I went on my very first one. From the good dates to the bad dates to all of my relationship ups and downs, he knows it all and being so well versed in all that is Kim Taehyung, I highly doubt he will be doing the bare minimum knowing how unimpressed I ever was with that.

Sure, dinner and drinks were nice with those other guys, but it got so old. So... predictable. It was just indifferent, to say the least. But Taehyung? Even from the dates I know he's taken his past relationships or other random women on, he hardly ever did anything basic. Now that I think about it, it's possible he was like that because he's always heard about dating from a woman's point of view. From my point of view.

Staring at my wardrobe again as I make myself focus my attention, I put my hands on my still towel-covered hips and tilt my head; making my wet waves fall over my shoulder, "What do I even wear?"

It's not like he even gave me a clue as to what we were doing. How does he expect me to dress appropriately without a hint as to where we'll be going. How stupid would I look walking into a cinema wearing pumps and a sequin dress or wearing jeans and a casual top walking into a five-star restaurant? I would look idiotic wearing something relaxed while he's in a suit or if I dress to impress while he's in a baseball cap and ripped jeans.

Groaning, I pull out my phone and decide to give him a call. I will be standing here all night as my hair dripped on my light gray carpet if I can't figure this out and seeing that it's already almost six-fifteen, time is ticking.

"Miss me already?"

I smile as I hear his adorable chuckle on the other end, "Tae, I have no clue what I'm dressing for and I get you don't want to ruin the surprise or whatever, but what should I wear? Do I dress up or down or somewhere in between? If it's down, how casual? Like jeans and a sweatshirt casual or like jeans and some heels and a nice top casual? If I should dress up, should I dress up super fancy or just like a simple black dress?"

"Ria, breathe." He laughs at my expense, "Why are you so nervous?"

My eyes widen. I really didn't want him to know. Why am I even nervous? It's Taehyung for heaven's sake and it's not like we haven't had sex a few times already. What is there to be nervous about?

"I'm not nervous." I pout, trying to cover up the fact that I was, indeed, nervous, but his little giggle let me know that he didn't believe me.

"Wear something comfortable, but cute." He states followed by a low hum as if he was deep in thought, "And no heels. I don't want your feet hurting."

"Inside or outside?" I probe for more information, starting to feel less on edge and more excited.

"Both."

Okay, that didn't give me any clue as to what we'll be doing, but I guess layers it is, "Okay, I'm going to go so I can finish getting ready."

"See you soon baby."

My heart skips a beat at the way he says that with such affection in his husky voice. It honestly makes me feel like a teenager again.

"See you soon... daddy." I try to hold back my laugh, but the goofy side of me just can't hold it in.