Days had passed since the concert, but Taehyung couldn't shake the memory of Y/N. He found himself replaying their brief encounter, her words, her smile, the way she had looked at him with those sparkling eyes. It was unlike anything he had experienced before, and it left him feeling unsettled yet intrigued.
One evening, as he scrolled through his social media feed, something caught his eye a familiar face. It was Y/N. Her profile had appeared in his suggested list, as if fate itself was urging him to reconnect. Without overthinking it, he tapped on her profile, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Her posts were a window into her world, filled with snapshots of her life candid moments with friends, late-night thoughts, and glimpses of her passions. Each post was accompanied by captions that revealed a thoughtful, introspective side of her, something Taehyung found himself drawn to. She's so much more than just a fan, he thought, a soft smile tugging at his lips.
The more he scrolled, the more intrigued he became. Her life seemed vibrant and full of depth, contrasting with the fast-paced, often shallow world he was used to. But with that curiosity came confusion. Why am I so interested? he wondered, feeling a mix of excitement and uncertainty. He wasn't used to feeling this way so captivated by someone he barely knew.
Before he knew it, his thumb had hovered over the "Follow" button. He hesitated for a moment, knowing what it could mean both for her and for him. But then, with a decisive tap, he followed her, the act feeling both thrilling and terrifying.
Minutes later, a notification popped up on Y/N's phone, causing her heart to race. Kim Taehyung followed you. It felt surreal, like something out of a dream. But before she could fully process it, another notification appeared Kim Taehyung sent you a direct message.
Taehyung's message was simple, yet it held a playful warmth. "I've been thinking about our conversation. Hope you've been well." His words were carefully chosen, not too forward, but with just enough familiarity to invite a response.
Y/N, her fingers trembling slightly, replied, keeping her tone light and friendly, though her heart pounded with each word she typed. Is this really happening? she thought, a mixture of excitement and disbelief swirling within her.
Their conversation flowed naturally, just as it had during their first meeting. With each message, Taehyung found himself growing more comfortable, the initial confusion giving way to a deepening curiosity. He wanted to know more about her what made her laugh, what kept her up at night, what dreams she chased.
But amidst the excitement, there was a nagging thought at the back of his mind. Why am I doing this? he asked himself. Was it just the thrill of something new, or was there something more? The confusion lingered, but so did the pull toward Y/N, a connection that was becoming harder to ignore.
As their messages continued late into the night, Taehyung realized that he wasn't just curious he was drawn to her, in a way that both excited and terrified him. And as for Y/N, every notification from him felt like a spark, igniting something within her that she hadn't felt in a long time.
Neither of them knew where this connection would lead, but one thing was certain it was only the beginning.
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Fanfiction"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his hot breath fanning her sensitive core. Before Y/n could respond, Taehyung's mouth was on her, his tongue flicking against her clit, lapping at her wetness. She cried out, her head falling back as he sucked her...
