LET ME - taehyun x oc

CHAPTER 2 🔞

VIOLET
Saturday, August 28, 2021
Two weeks later

My phone buzzes next to my head, waking me from my sleep. I ignore it and pull the sheets up to cover my shoulder, but it keeps buzzing. Taehyun stirs next to me, turning around to face me.

His eyes are still closed but he feels my body next to his and wraps me in his arms, pressing his chest against my back.

The mid-morning sunlight spills into my apartment, bathing the small space in a warm glow. We must've overslept. I check my phone to see who called.

Shit.

My heart sinks seeing his name on the screen.

"Who's calling you on a Saturday morning?" Taehyun's croaky voice echoes in my ear. He inhales, planting soft kisses on my shoulder while his hands slide over my belly. I want to turn around but I'm panicking.

Why is Jaesung calling me?

We broke up two months ago before I moved to Korea.

What the hell does he want?

I don't know what to tell Taehyun. We're not boyfriend and girlfriend and I'm not really sure what we are. We've had sex a few times, and last wekeend he stayed over. But we haven't had that conversation yet. I'm not even sure if I want to be in a relationship now and maybe he's not sure either.

"It's my ex-" I mutter, unsure if this is the right thing to do. But I don't want to lie to him. I put my phone back on the nightstand, feeling his body tense up behind me.

I turn around to look at him, pulling the sheets up to my naked chest.

"We broke up before I moved here- but he lives in Busan..." I sigh, gazing up at him hesitantly. His expression is blank, but I can tell he's processing.

"Why is he calling you?" he asks after a few moments.

"I don't know- I, um-" I stammer, fidgeting with the sheets. "The last time I talked to him was over a month ago..."

This is true. I called him after I moved to Seoul to let him know I was here and to thank him for helping me figure out the moving logistics. He's one of the main reasons I'm in Korea.

"Who broke up with who?" Taehyun asks, looking me in the eye. He must sense that I'm uncomfortable talking about this. But he's uncomfortable too.

"I broke up with him..." I mutter, looking him in the eye. I want him to know I'm telling the truth. I don't know what we are, but I don't want to lie to him.

"So why is he calling you?" he asks again. Clearly he doesn't understand.

"I don't know, Tae..." I sigh, reaching a hand up to caress the hair away from his forehead. "Does it bother you?"

I ask sweetly, noticing the concerned look on his face. But just then my phone starts buzzing again. It's Jaesung.

"Talk to him-" he says finally. He's trying to be calm about it, but I can tell it bothers him. "It must be important..."

He sighs, turning over on his back to face the ceiling.

"I don't wanna talk to him, Tae-" I whisper, snuggling up to his chest. "We broke up for a reason..."

I gaze up at him, sliding my hands up his torso. I feel the contours of his muscles beneath my fingers. I reach his chiseled jawline, sharp but soft at the same time.

"I'm here with you now..." I smile, planting soft kisses on his neck. I feel his body relax under my touch. He takes a deep breath in and meets my gaze.