Taehyung was instantly petrified.
Although he had not experienced many things, he still understood this aspect.
However …
Is it now?
Taehyung wasn't ready yet. He didn't think it was going to happen on the first day.
While Taehyung was thinking, Jungkook had already gone to the bathroom.
Taehyung stood in his original position for a while. When he regained his senses, Jungkook was already in the bathroom, with the splashing sound of the water in his ears.
Taehyung sat down gently on the edge of the bed, his hands unconsciously buried in the sheets because of his nervousness.
Jungkook walked out of the bathroom, wearing a black velvet bathrobe. Taehyung was already standing at the door with the white robe in his arms.
Jungkook looked at Taehyung but did not say anything. Just as he was about to walk into the bathroom, he, who was standing in front of the sofa and was about to make a call, asked him softly, "First time?"
Taehyung once again experienced the feeling of being petrified, his body was so stiff that he could not move at all. Fortunately, his back was facing him, only his delicate and refined face was flushed red.
Taehyung didn't know how much time had passed before he heard his own voice slowly reply with a single word, "Yes."
Jungkook did not speak further, he picked up his phone and continued to discuss business.
Taehyung did not dare to look back at Jungkook, so he quickly went to the bathroom.
As he allowed the icy cold water to irradiate his indescribably hot body, after taking a bath, Taehyung was still hesitating on whether he should spray the perfume that was placed on the cabinet.
This bottle of perfume was gifted to him by his good friend and soulmate Jimin. It was said that after spraying it, it would make people's nerves relax, and its effects were similar to that of some sort of fragrance that would help them relax.
However, he hadn't sprayed perfume before, and now he was wearing perfume again, would this make Jungkook misunderstand?
After thinking about it, Taehyung still gave up on his perfume bottle. He took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom.
When Taehyung came out from the bathroom, he saw Jungkook sitting on the sofa in his room and making a call.
Jungkook had looked steady and strict in his suit. He was now wearing a nightgown. His hair was still wet, slightly disheveled, and exuded an unruly charm.
Taehyung sat in front of the dresser and blew his long hair dry, then he lifted up the blanket and laid on the clean and white bed.
Tae had thought that he could relax after taking a bath, but it turned out that his heart was still beating so fast.
It was inevitable that he would be too nervous to let it go later, so Taehyung could only reach out to the bedside table to turn off the lamp, making the side of his bed dark, this would help him clear his mind of his thoughts.
One of the lessons of recent yoga is meditation. Taehyung closed his eyes and started to use the method of listening to breath to clear out the distracting thoughts in his head.
Unknowingly, his body slowly relaxed as his heartbeat returned to its original rhythm.
After a long while, Taehyung's quilt was lifted, and his warm body swiftly covered a heavy, ice-cold body.
Taehyung immediately opened his eyes, and for a split-second, his eyes met Jungkook's as deep as ocean in the night.
Taehyung gasped, instinctively trying to cover his pressed chest with his hands. But his hands were pressed down on either side of his head.
His hand was so strong that Taehyung could not move it.
Looking at each other, Taehyung was so nervous that he stared blankly at Jungkook's cold face, which was growing more handsome in the dim light, and suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
If he remembered correctly, Jungkook was wearing a nightgown, so … He wasn't wearing any clothes on his lower body.
Realizing this, Taehyung shyly tilted his head to the side as his entire body tensed up. Even under the dim light, it could be seen that his entire body had turned crimson.
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