Siren ♡ Kim Taehyung/Reader FF ♡ Completed ♡

31.

The first thing Y/N noticed the following morning was the absence of a certain inked Adonis as her arms stretched out only to be met with cold sheets.

"Tae?" Her voice was heavy with sleep, eyes adjusting to the sunlight which now filled the room.

No reply.

Surely he wouldn't have left right?

Y/N refused to believe Taehyung would do something like that especially with what happened between them the day before and so she told herself to calm down and just breathe.

Controlling her anxiety wasn't going to be easy but nothing worth it ever was.

Her heart races as she notices her clothes neatly folded and placed on Taehyung's dresser, she can't remember doing that last night so most likely Taehyung did it when he woke up this morning.

Her heart is so fucking fond.

She blushes recalling the events from yesterday, giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush as she stretches her aching limbs.

She slept with Kim Taehyung.

"Holy fuck....I really slept with Kim Taehyung." She breathes out, eyes wide with disbelief.

It was perfect, he was perfect and she still couldn't believe he felt bad for not lasting long.

It didn't matter to her how long he lasted, what mattered was the connection they shared and damn what a connection that was.

Taehyung was the perfect gentleman, took things slow but knew exactly when to change things up.

It's always difficult with new partners, especially when having sex for the first time because you have to learn what the other likes and dislikes....just how far you can take the other but she didn't need to worry about that with Taehyung as he seemed to know exactly what she liked just from watching her reactions and responses.

It was once her stomach rumbled loudly that she decided to leave the warmth and comfort of Taehyung's bed, helping herself to one of his shirts and laughing at how 'romantic drama' this whole moment was.

Waking up the morning after

Feeling so ridiculously in love

Wearing the guys shirt

She chuckles and heads for the stairs, teeth capturing her bottom lip as she hears a jazz record play from the kitchen.

The sight that greets her once she reaches the bottom causes heat to rush to the tips of her ears and apples of her cheeks.

Taehyung is cooking what appears to be breakfast wearing nothing but his boxers, she isn't sure what makes her salivate more....the smell of french toast or Taehyung's bare back, tiny waist and long toned legs.

"You going to continue staring at me babygirl or come over here and give me a kiss?" His deep voice, husky from sleep is the sexiest damn thing she's ever heard.

"I don't know, the view from here is pretty incredible." Y/N smirks.

The moment Taehyung turns around she swears her heart actually stops because he's wearing the most adorable black rimmed glasses, cereulan hair falling haphazardly over hooded eyes.

"Holy shit Tink, you really shouldn't come downstairs looking like a bonafide wet dream." The way his voice drops makes her entire body surge with arousal, it seems her appetite for Kim Taehyung will never truly be sated.