✔ Midnight Rendezvous I kth

i. she was first

I was always considered the second option.

I was no one special that stood out to them nor did they think that I would be the person they'd wanna live the rest of their lives with, but they would want to hang on to me- and I'd let them.

Kim Taehyung. A guy who would treat me so special despite having a girlfriend. He gives her roses, he'd give me hickeys. He gives her his sweater, he'd give me touches. He gives her love, he...just wants me for pleasure.

But I let him.

So now here we are. I was in the bar the I usually work at and he was just across from where I was, his girl seated on his lap as they converse with the people he was with.

I felt jealous- not going to lie. There was never any label between us other than having sex often. But, hey- maybe I'm at least something to him, right?

I keep hanging on this strand of hope, hoping that he'd come to me and stay with me- and not go back to his girlfriend. I want to wake up and see him in the mornings, I would want him to cook for me like he does with his girlfriend, I would want him to be with me.

Sometime passes by and his girlfriend have decided to go to the bathroom. My time to shine.

"Hey, can you take my place for a while? I'll be back real quick." I said to my co-worker who thankfully agreed.

I then make my way closer to the table where Taehyung was. God, he looks delicious this evening.

They often come to this bar and everytime, Taehyung impresses me with his choice of clothing. His friends would wear something casual while he goes all out. And tonight- that red, silky suit makes him extra fuckable.

I was now in front of his view, his friends was facing the other direction, and Taehyung's eyes was on me.

I wink and went to the men's bathroom, thankfully no one was there. Taehyung smirks before excusing himself and following behind.

I wait in front of the mirror as I fix my lipstick until the door opens from behind me, revealing Taehyung who already unbuttoned his dress shirt.

"Fuck, you're hot." he says before leaving kisses on my neck chest as I leaned against the sink, trying to keep my balance.

"Turn around." he whispered deeply and I obeyed, letting him control me- and it starts.

I felt no guilt fucking him knowing he was in a relationship. I didn't care because she had her share, it was time for mine.

The way he touches me, treats me, and kisses me with passion- I could care less for the fact that my best friend was dating him.

[ A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! ]