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Moving into a new house is exciting, especially when it's with the person you love.
Kim Taehyung had entered your life five years ago as you were traipsing down the empty halls of your dorm block after your 19th birthday party which you spent surrounded by people you didn't know and didn't particularly like.
It had been about 2 am and as you were turning the corner into your hallway you were smacked in the face by an incredibly large blank canvas.
The canvas that covered this mystery asshole's entire frame was fine. You, however, were not.
As some choice words were about to be said; he lowered the canvas and gave you a boxy grin you would not soon forget.
Friendship turned into love, love turned into marriage and now; at the ripe age of 23, you were moving in with your startlingly gorgeous husband.
The house he had insisted on buying because of the quote-unquote "character", which basically meant it was really old, had coloured glass panes and creaking floorboards that you loved as much as he did but his optimism for the property did not entirely reach you.
You could see how much work it was going to take to fix this house and were reluctant.
But in the end, Taehyung's boxy smile and bedroom eyes won you over.
So here you were; three days into what Taehyung had deemed "The Renovation Era" and you were making good progress. Sort of.
"Tae your sandwich is ready!" you called out; licking the rest of the mayonnaise off your fingers.
"It looks delicious." A deep voice sounded from just behind you causing you to jump.
"Tae you scared me," you pouted; turning to face him.
He was leaning against the doorframe, his baggy paint covered shirt and track pants hung teasingly on his form.
His dark hair falling slightly onto his forehead covering his eyes.
"I hope you're hungry." You gently brushed the hair off his face while he wrapped his arms around your waist and planted a kiss on your forehead.
Looking properly at his face you saw the look you knew all too well.
"Taehyung, no." Your warning tone made him grin. But it wasn't a cute boxy grin anymore.
He looked like he wanted to devour you. Which you knew he did.
"No, we have work to do! And I made sandwiches," you groaned, trying to pull away from his firm grip. But he wasn't having it.
"You just looked so good. Licking the mayonnaise off your fingers." He licked his lips as he pulled you closer.
"Ew! You're like a horny teenager!" you shoved him again and this time he let you go.
"Only for you my love," he blew a kiss at you which you pointedly hit away.
"Taehyung if you don't stop flirting with me I'm going to tie you up in the other room," you threatened.
Only receiving a smirk in return.
"You and I both know you're the one who likes to be tied up."
"Taehyung!" You threw a piece of carrot at him; ignoring the way your body was heating up like a furnace. He just laughed.
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"I'm thinking purple," he said, gesturing at the blank wall.
"No! You can't paint it purple!" you insisted, shaking your head.
"I don't see why not."
"We are not painting our bathroom bright violet purple Taehyung!" you said exasperated.
He just pouted and scuffed his feet against the floor.
You sighed.
"You can paint the door purple. That is all!"
His grin showed you he knew already you would cave somehow.
"Prick," you muttered walking out of the bathroom.
"What was that Princess?" Taehyung muttered in your ear, his hands coming over to grip your waist tightly.
You gasped a bit, cursing yourself as you felt him smirk against your neck.
He started to wrap his arms around you properly and you felt yourself leaning back as he kissed your neck.
He was gentle at first but you could feel his tongue lazily tracing circles until he found where he wanted to leave his mark.
As Taehyung finished sucking a hickey onto your neck you forced yourself back into reality; jolting up and squirming away.
He looked at you slightly confused and still with a dazed look in his eyes.
"We have work to do! Stop trying to get me into bed!" you huffed, poking him in the stomach.
He just laughed and scooped you up bridal style; carrying you to the next room.
xXx
As the sun was beginning to set; you and Taehyung decided to finish putting the shelves up in your workroom and call it a day.
Which should have been an easy task. But apparently, the sexual tension of the day was catching up on both of you.
"Tae just pound the nail into the wall!" you huffed, watching as he tried to line the nail up again.
He stopped and put the hammer down turning around to you.
"I'll pound you against the wall."
He caught you off guard and the blush crept up on your cheeks without you even realising.
He smirked, knowing he had won.
You were both frozen for a moment, waiting for the other to make a move.
Then you dropped the manual you were holding and darted out of the room with a giggle.
"Hey!" You heard the loud footsteps of him running down the hall behind you. Your laughter filling the house.
Turning into the bedroom you jumped on the bed feeling the soft sherpa blanket break your fall.
The footsteps stopped as he reached the door, slightly out of breath.
"Oh, you're in for it now," he chimed, climbing onto the bed between your legs.
He rested his head on your stomach while he caught his breath properly.
"Aw my baby is tired," you cooed, running your hands through his soft brown hair.
"Not anymore," he grinned, climbing up so he was on top of you.
You could see the glimmer in his eyes as he leant down to kiss you.
"I love you princess."
"I love you too Taehyung."