love me, love me not (m)
muses: taehyung x reader
type: soulmate au
word count: 1.4k
“Hey, love?” Taehyung stops, all movements and sounds coming to a halt.
There’s no helping the whine that falls out of your lips, hips rolling to get a move on if he verily insists on stopping dead in the middle of a good deed. To your dismay, however, a steel hand presses flat on your stomach, rendering you immobile as he whispers in your ears what he deems relevant enough to take five minutes of your time that could have taken you to reach an orgasm.
“If you met your soulmate on the street somewhere someday, could you do me a favor? Tell him sorry that I popped your cherry and fucked you a couple times after… for like a year.”