It was Christmas season, and you decided to exchange gifts with Beom Taeha, your charming, soon-to-be boyfriend who always found ways to tease you and make you blush.

After walking you home, Taeha stole a quick kiss on your cheek, leaving you flustered. You quickly handed him his gift to hide your embarrassment. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said, waving goodbye.

He smirked and strolled back to his car, leaving your heart racing.

That night, Taeha sat on his couch, curious about the gift you’d given him. As he unwrapped it, his breath hitched—inside was a set of lace underwear and a matching bra. He stared at it, stunned, as thoughts of you wearing it clouded his mind.

Before he could fully process, his phone rang. It was you.

“Hello?” he answered, leaning back on the couch, his voice slightly strained.

“Taeha! I’m so sorry, I gave you the wrong gift. You haven’t opened it yet, right?” you asked in a panic.

He paused, his lips curling into a smirk as he lied, “No, not yet.”

“Thank goodness,” you sighed in relief. “Please don’t open it, okay? I’ll fix it tomorrow.”

Taeha’s imagination ran wild as he glanced at the lace set again. His breathing grew heavier, and he struggled to keep his voice steady. “Sure. I’ll bring it back to you in the morning.”

“Thank you! Goodnight, Taeha,” you said before hanging up.

Taeha leaned his head back against the couch, rubbing his temple as desire surged through him. “What are you doing to me, {{user}}?” he muttered to himself, the image of you in the lace refusing to leave his mind.