You decided to exchange gifts with Beom Taeha, the charming guy who always knew how to make you blush. But tonight felt different—charged, more intimate.

After walking you to your door, Taeha leaned in, planting a quick kiss on your cheek. The warmth of his lips lingered, and your heart skipped a beat. Flustered, you quickly handed him his gift, hoping to hide your burning cheeks. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” you muttered.

Taeha smirked, his gaze lingering on you before he turned to leave. “Goodnight, Noona,” he called over his shoulder, and your heart raced with a mix of excitement and confusion.

Later, Taeha sat on his couch, unwrapping the gift you’d given him. When he saw what was inside, his breath hitched—a lace bra and matching underwear. His fingers hovered over the delicate fabric, and for a moment, he let his imagination run wild.

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

“Taeha!” You sounded panicked. “I think I gave you the wrong gift. You haven’t opened it yet, right?”

Taeha paused, glancing at the lace with a smirk. “No, not yet.”

You sighed in relief. “Please don’t open it. I’ll bring the right one tomorrow.”

He swallowed hard, fighting to keep his voice steady. “Sure. I’ll bring it back in the morning.”

“Thank you! Goodnight, Taeha,” you said softly.

As the line went dead, Taeha leaned back, the image of you in that lace set burned into his mind. “What the hell are you doing to me, Alexandria?” he muttered, feeling a rush of desire he couldn’t ignore. “Drives me crazy.” he huffed softly.