My Lover From The Stars

• TWENTY-ONE •

Taehyung's POV,

I sighed against his mouth as he took full possession of mine. The space between us was finding a way to close when his fingers clutched my nape and forced our bodies linked. My trembling hands travelled up to his back when I pulled him even closer. Heart beat crazy. Heat roared through me when the wetness of his needy tongue pushed my lips apart to collide with mine. My eyes fluttered shut. This was so wild and unyielding, he tested so weird but his lips were softer than I'd thought, warm and caring and I wanted this to never end, until the sun crawled its way into the sky, until I got sick of it.

It felt different a few moments later. His saliva in my mouth caused a chemical reaction, my cells rioting, my body overheated and my head was getting dizzy with each passing second.

Reluctantly I pulled away. The palpable disappointment in his face made me regret but I had no other choice.

"Not feeling good." I murmured, trying to control my breath.

"Oh." Jungkook said self-consciously, moving back in a safe distance, I immediately felt lost without his touch. He folded his knees to his chest, avoiding eye contact, "Sorry. I shouldn't."

"It's not because of you." I had to reassure him to let him know I had liked it as much as he did, but, "Don't know why but I'm feeling like.. vomiting...."

I couldn't finish because I had to get up and run. My body was no longer in my control, biological anxiety pushed me forward to find a secure place to reload the growing tension within my body. Ignoring the scorching cold outside I ran all the way to the narrow steam and threw up everything that I had in my stomach. Jungkook followed me and took care of me as he did on Jennie's birthday.

Is there any of my vulnerable sides left he hasn't seen me with? -This was embarrassing.

"You alright?" The first thing he said after returning to the tent. His hand was stroking my back in a gentle manner, trying to relax the stiffness of my muscles.

"I think it's because of the alcohol," I closed my eyes to calm my tremors. Coughing.

His hand halted on my back, "Oh! Shit. I forgot. I'm sorry Taehyung."

"No, please." It was me who wanted to kiss him and because of me it was wested. "I should have thought that before saying yes. I'm feeling dumb."

"Me too. I should have controlled myself." He sighed, "Actually I wanted to keep it friendly but," His eyes focused on my lips when he licked his own, "You tasted so good, so fresh I wanted to eat you more."

"This is how you kiss?" Eating mouths!

"Never done with anyone before. You are my first." He stretched his hand, stroking my cheek with his fingers. There was something in his eyes that made my mouth dry and I couldn't seem to find my voice to remind him he was my first in everything. "This is so frustrating. I want to kiss you again right now. But I can't."

"Sorry." I breathed out looking down at my feckless hands that lightly kept over my lap. I wasn't brave enough to hold him again and replay that kissing scene.

"Hey," He mumbled, "Don't do this. No more sorrys please. I was heartbroken a moment ago. Now cannot sleep being guilty for making you sick."

"I'm completely fine, as you can see I can dance or jump if you want me to. But the tent is short and it's past midnight so it'll be better if we sleep for now." I nodded to assure him.

He giggled, pinched my cheeks with both of his hands and shook, "You are so adorable."

Should I tell him I was a three year old, grown up sonta?