WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

forty.

taehyung's pov

after i said those words, jungkook looked at me with an unreadable expression before he smiled softly.

"baby... no, i don't think you're ready for that." he rubbed my arms up and down in a comforting manner.

"b-but i am. i want you. don't you want me?" i spoke, my voice sounding so small.

"of course i want you gorgeous. you have no idea how much i do. but i don't want to hurt you." he pecked my lips lightly.

"y-you won't- i trust you. please."

"taehyung.... are you absolutely sure? i don't want you-" i cut him off by crashing my lips onto his.

"take me, please. i'm yours."

that was all i had to say for him to carry me up to his room.