Save Me

Chapter Sixty

Y/N's POV

I woke up gradually, eyelids fluttering closed a few times before I finally managed to keep them open. Confusion swept over me as I looked up at the bedroom ceiling.

Huh? I thought we'd been on the couch?

My head felt fuzzy and soft. It almost felt as if I were . . . a little drunk?

"Tae?" I said, swallowing around the hoarseness of my voice.

"Mhm? I'm here, baby." His deep voice rumbled comfortingly and I looked down with a smile to see that his chin was leaning against my tummy, arms caged underneath my body in his usual sleepy embrace. I reached out to brush my fingers through his unruly mess of dark hair, cooing as he hummed happily, leaning his head into my hand.

After making me giggle with playful kisses pressed into my tummy, he crawled up, flopping beside me and tugging me to his chest. "How do you feel, my princess? Do you feel confused or woozy at all?" He looked concerned, his brows slanting together.

"Hmmm . . . Yeah actually. A little bit. You didn't put vodka in my orange juice did you?" I tittered, pinching one of his fluffy bread cheeks as he vehemently shook his head in denial.

"No, but it is my fault you feel funny." His dark eyes were wide and glittering. He shuffled back from me a tiny bit, making me pout and reach out for him.

"This is why you feel a little drunk, baby." He said, boxy smile on full display as he captured my wrists with his long fingers, tilting his neck to show the slightly swollen scent gland we had discovered earlier.

"Huh?" I cocked my head to one side. I was still confused and I wanted Tae to come closer and snuggle me again.

He chuckled at my expression. "You're scent drunk, baby girl."

I sighed, not understanding at all and feeling needy to be curled back in my boyfriend's arms.

"Um . . . TaeTae?" I worked to infuse my pleading voice with sugary sweetness, batting my eyelashes at him, being a cute as I could.
It seemed to be working as I watched Taehyung's dark fluffy ears twitch in interest.

"Yeah my baby girl?" He murmured softly, cupping one of my cheeks and rubbing his thumb soothingly across my cheekbone.

"Can you explain what you mean about all the scent stuff? 'Cuz I feel so dumb, I just don't get it." I pouted hard, my head swirling slightly.

He let out a deep giggle, stretching to touch the tip of his nose to mine. "You're not dumb. You're so cute. Of course I'll explain, baby."

"Taeeee?" I whined, throwing sad eyes.

"Mhm?"

"Can you snuggle me at the same time. Pleeeease?" I begged, feeling so much more needy and desperate to be cuddled than usual.
Grinning hugely, he gathered me back into his arms, rolling onto his back and bringing me close to lay flush with his chest.

Content at last, I sighed happily.

"Can I have a tiny kiss too?" I pleaded, my yearning eyes having caught on his plush pink lips just centimetres from my reach.

"You're too much, princess!" He laughed. "Keep this up and I'm gonna want to get you scent drunk all the time."

I giggled breathily, not quite sure what he meant but not caring right now as he granted my wish and touched his soft lips to mine.

"Mm . . ." I couldn't help but sigh out a groan, opening my mouth to try and taste more of him. He let me lick greedily at his tongue for a minute before deftly pulling back with a smile.