Hate You To The Moon And Back || KTH FF ||

꧁ℂ𝕦𝕞 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕣꧂

Y/n's pov

We went to a couple of oh-so-classy clothing brand showrooms. Don't even ask about the pricing range.
A simple belt's price was probably more than BTS's official merch. (Lmfao broke humour and army).

But since, my husband was going to pay- I couldn't care less about the price. But you know I felt a little guilty? Should I say. Like I know even if I buy the whole showroom down it won't affect his bank account by 0.000001%. but, ahhh how do I explain this huh? I've lived my entire life as an emotionally and financially independent woman. So it kinda hurts my ego but he's officially my husband, and moreover- HE'S THE ONE WHO THREW MY CLOTHES AWAY!!!!!! nevermind I'm not guilty anymore hehe.

I kept dumping my Pinterest inspo type outfits in my shopping bag. And he kept tapping his debit card on the cash counters without even a single wrinkle on his forehead.

In a nutshell- I mostly bought, suits, sweat pant and hoodies. And not being satisfied with it, Taehyung picked out some party outfits incase we've to attend his boring 'richy asses showing off their life' type of parties.

Currently I'm in a changing capsule, struggling with my belt. Yes, a fucking belt. Not the one which is around our waist. I absolutely have no freaking idea why the designer of this shitty crappy outfit had to clip a belt over the chest. It's not even a regular belt. It's more complicated than any geometry sum (algebra is still the toughest).

"You slept in or what?"  His voice followed by a few light knocks on the door separating us.

"You would've heard snoring if I did so, nevermind. Can you bring any lady worker please? I'm struggling with this fucking belt" I hissed, still trying to fix it. Even I don't know why-

"Well- they've a lady worker here, wait I'll ask her to help you" I heard his footsteps fading.

After awhile he knocked again. I peeped out through the little creak opening of the door.
" Where is she?"

" She won't help you, lemme come in" he tried to get in but stopped his movements when-

" I can help her sir, let me go in please"
The lady worker said in a pleading tone. I couldn't see her, because I was still inside.

" No need, I'll handle myself. " Tae demanded.

"But what's the problem taeh-" before I could complete my sentence he barged in and closed the door with a slam locking it hurriedly.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!" My chest was almost exposed, just my nipples were hidden somehow. "Why didn't you let her in?" I questioned trying to hide my chest as much as possible with my palms.

"Because I didn't wanted her to help you" he came closer to me,
"That wasn't a valid reason, do you want to rape- OMG YOU PERV-"

"STFU- it's not like that- I just umm-"

"You just what"

" She isn't straight, I got a glimpse of her making out with another female while looking for more outfits on the shelf." He said with a pout lmfao- cute taetae.

I just made an 'O' face but god knows why I felt butterflies in my tummy watching him being protective over me.

Now he was removing my hands gently and trying to examine the belt wrapped loosely around my boobs.

A red rush crept upto my cheeks watching him being focused on my chest area. He made a satisfied look after a good minute of staring and then pulled the two ends of the belt which I didn't knew existed-

Due to the sudden pull, my boobs smashed on each other tightly making a perfect deep valley of my cleavage. And I got embarrassed more than ever looking in the mirror staring at our figures. Not to mention- a low moans escaped my lips. Like not an actual moan but somewhat like a 'hmph' sound because I was biting my lips.