Chapter-24
The Eiffel Tower

"Why did you bring me here after your confession? You know many people confess their feelings here. It is the tower of love.", you heave out a chuckle at Taehyung who rolled his eyes at you. "Come on, you want me to be basic? That will be a bare minimum. Do you think I will give a bare minimum to my sexy lady?", he puffed up his chest with pride.

While he was busy puffing up his chest and darting his eyes at the Eiffel Tower, you were overwhelmed by his words. After a very long time, you have started to feel loved again. Your eyes were brimming with love, adoration, sadness and happiness at the same time. "I brought you here to get to know you.", he turns his head to you. You were smiling at him with those unreadable eyes. The cheeky smile from his lips fades away as he twinkles his eyes at you.

"You don't want me to?", he slightly tilted his head to the side with a questioning gaze. "N.. No, it's not that. I just felt happy to hear that." Taehyung spotted the unusual behaviour, signalling that you are overwhelmed. He shakes off his own concern, wrapping his arms securely around you. "Okay.... So.... What do I need to know about you?" The hold on your body was enough for you to brush off your emotions.

You smiled at him, "Don't you know a lot about me? It has been almost two months since we are together." "Let me correct you. It has only been month. I was abroad the other month. And no, I need to know a lot about you.", he patted your head as if you are a child. "Right.", you slap off his hand.

"Tell me, what kind of man do you like?" You snap your shy gaze to him, smiling timidly at the question. "What kind of question is it?", you titter at the question. "I know it is flustering, but I want to be the man of your dreams."

'You don't have to be, you already are.'

"Hmm...... A man who knows how to cook, a man who appreciates my efforts, a man who never fails to make me feel better, a man who is bold enough to tell a woman that I own him, a man who can do anything to be loved by me, one who can..... especially- lit up something fierce inside me, someone who can have me feel butterflies inside myself..", you dart your teasing gaze at him. His gaze didn't flutter even a bit, his chest was puffed up with pride and his arms were crossed against his buff chest.

"Just this much?", his eyes roams to you, not even blinking for a second. You were taken aback by his way of reacting. His warm gaze lasered past your soul, and you started to grumble under his gaze. "W... What do you mean?", you were busy blinking timidly.

His hands rapidly grabbed your waist and pushed you against the balustrade. A gasp escaped your mouth when you see his gaze piercing your soul, and his arms holding your waist and back. "What are you doing?!" "What the man of your dreams can do.", he tilts his head to the side, cocking his eyebrows up with his superior eyes.

"Not this way. It embarrasses me.", you look away, biting your tongue hard. "Your mouth might not, but your cheeks definitely.", he heaves out a dark chuckle. "What?" "They scream shyness.", his arms slide away from you. Looking around, you find people staring at you both. You smiled at them, turning to him. You touch your cheeks with a frown, and they were hot to touch.

"You cannot do that", you opposed him with an angry gaze. "Why? I just touched you. We even kissed.", he shrugs. "You reflect what you read. It is true.", you frank. He chuckles, "Just for my lady..... Sexy lady-" "That irritating name-" He snickers at your words.

"And..... What kind of woman do you like?" Blush creeps to his cheeks at your question. It was unexpected of you to ask him that. "You... A woman like you.", he didn't even hesitate. "C-Come on..... Something accurate. I am not here to hear you flirt with me.", you flap your hand at him, shrugging your shoulders with a blush crept on your own cheeks.

"Someone who cares about me, someone who can listen to me, someone who understands me, someone who scolds me when I make a mistake, someone who can cook for me, someone who don't hate my hugs, someone who tells she loves me every minute, through words or actions.", he sighs with a warm grin splitting on his lips.

"Are you mocking me?", you grown at him. He shakes his head in instance, "Of course not. I am just telling you-" "You just said you like women similar to me and then proceeded to tell my most opposite woman you could find in the whole universe.", your hands land on your hips. Your head tilts to the side with two jaundiced eyes. He gulps, "I mean, I told you in detail. You told me not to say 'you' so I said what kind of woman I like-"

"Nevermind. You aren't any similar to my taste either." He scoffs at you, bursting out in laughter, "I-" He continues to laugh like a maniac while you stare at him with bombastic side eyes. "Okay, stop. That was just to oppose you.", you punch his chest, looking around to find strangers looking at you two.

"Shut up now. Everybody is looking at us.", you mumble at him, nudging his ribs. He grabs your hand, dragging you with himself out of the blue. "What happened?", you asked. His hand gently held onto yours, while your legs moved in sync. "I have a surprise.", he looks at you with a warm smile, turning his head back to the front. You smile, moving along until you reach an empty slot.

"What?", you look around to find nothing. He points at the bike standing slanted on the path. You look at him with your sparkling eyes. "Let's ride it.", he wears his leather jacket. He situated down on the bike, tapping the empty space behind him.

Your baby steps take you to his bike, "Where did you get it from?" "Who cares? Jump in.", he holds you hand, rubbing your wrist slowly. "But....." "But?" "I can't sit on it with my tight skirt.", you look at it with pitiful eyes. He looks down at your legs, his lips parting with uneasy.

"You can...... Sit before me.... While facing me.", he looks up at your face with his genuine expressed ones. "Hey- come on.... I can't do it-" He gets off the bike, walking to you. "Have this jacket and cover your legs." He pulls out his jacket, wrapping it around. He ties its sleeves around you.

"Thank you.", you grin widely at him as he proceeds to settle down on the superbike again. The shine of the bike despite it being black was so fascinating to you. He unbuttons the first two buttons of his red silky shirt. He picks up the leather gloves, wearing them tight on his hands.

"Do you like superbikes?", you ask him, noticing his skilled way of holding the bike. "Yeah, I used to ride them during my university time.", he chuckles.

'Must had girls drooling over him.', you wondered.

"Aren't you sitting?", he holds your hand. You break the chain of your thoughts, bobbing your head at him vigorously.

"Where are you sitting?" You stop sitting at the back when you hear him. Your eyebrows furrowed, "What?" "Sit here.", he points before him. You sighed, "I am NOT sitting there." "You are.", he pulls your hands. "Taehyung that is too cheeky-"

"I don't care.", he gets you settled in front of him. Your eyes meet and you don't know why, you were just too flustered to hold the eye contact. You quickly looked down, fluttering your eyes. A thug smile spread on his lips in secret. "At least, you could have let me face the other side. How will you see now-" "Hug me then.", he cocks his eyebrows at you, teasingly.

"No- thanks-" He curves your hands around his neck, pressing you against his body. "Do as I say just this one night. I promise you won't regret it.", he whispers against your ears. Shivers pass through your spine. You quickly hold his jaw, tilting it to the front.

"Ride.", you huffed at him. He snickers unsounded at you. The roar of the bike startles you, as he continues twisting the handle. Your nose digs in the nape of his neck. The strong scent of his hits your nostril, and you were already addicted to it. Your nostril flares again at the musky scent. The roaring of the bile silenced down while his scent started to fill your mind.

Finally, the bike starts moving as you clutch tight on his shirt. "Calm down. I will protect you even if we fall.", he mumbles softly against your earlobe. Reassuring words of his, and you started to calm down. Your skin starts to feel that sense of the cool night air. You pass through the breeze as your skin flares up with cold. You pull your face out of his nape, looking at the sky that tried to shine bright. The moon followed you along. Even though the bike was very fast, you could still see yourself moving in slow motion.

"Weather's good, right?" "Yes.", you smile at every bright star you see. He nudges his chin comfortably in your shoulder. "Stop inhaling me. I am not oxygen.", he snaps. You blink your eyes timidly, "You are not oxygen. But I cannot live without you." You hear his small soft gasp escaping his mouth, "W-What?" "Are you flustered?", you sneer.

"N-No.", he exclaims in fright. "It's enough now. Let me play now." "What?", he frowns. "Your flirts. You have had played enough with me. Now, it's my time. Let me show you how I can do it better.", you looked at him. He looked back at you with an amused face, "Sure, let's see who plays it better." You sealed a bet with your eyes.

You notice Taehyung look away in an instance. "Flustered, huh?" "Never.", his red ears makes you giggle as you dig in his skin. The red sliky shirt added better to it. You were resting on a human couch at the point.

"Ice cream?", you chuckle when he stops by the ice-cream parlour. "It's our honeymoon. You deserve a small date anyways.", he shrugs. "You didn't even ask me out?", you rolled your eyes. "It's okay. It was a surprise.", he curls his arm around your figure, pulling you close to him.

"If you are upset, then I will ask you in now.", his lips split into a sneer. "In?", you frowned. "Yes, in. In the hotel, in the room, in the bed, in the sheets.", his whispers kinkles in your ear. You look at him, "Sure. Maybe, under you too.", the blush did creep to your face, but you managed to hide it. He was amused once again, sneering at you widely. He picks the ice-creams from the parlour, making his way to you. You statted lick off the chocolate as he watches you delightfully.

Your pink tongue stuck out to him,as he laughs at your cheeky behaviour. Your eyes shortly landed on him, and suddenly you were smirking at him.

"Ice-cream. It's on your cheek.", you mumbled. "Cheeks? How come-", before he could wipe his cheeks, you already smooched the 'ice cream' away. "W-What-" He titters with a tint of blush painted on his face. Touching his cheeks, he looks in your eyes with his own unreadable ones.

He steps closer to you, "You also have it." He smashes his soft scarlet lips on yours, smooching hard on the corner of your lips. As he leaves your lips with a loud smooch, you gasp at actions. "W-What- that was a joke." "So was mine.", he cages the thin strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I love your jokes....I hope to experience them often.", he mutters against your lips.

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It was a big chapter but i know it could not pull up for no updates for a week. Only so, i hope you can understand me. I had been busy with studies and all so i couldn't catch up. Also, i will try to update again this sunday so i know you all won't be angry with me. Sorry guys, i won't do it again.

Anyways, bye for now. I am trying to spice up the book but of course I am bad at it💜