"Tell me." He demanded as he closes our bedroom door and I jump.
"Tell you what?" I ask as I finish putting my hair into a ponytail.
"You we're with that doctor." He says.
"I was." I say looking him into his eyes and he only approaches me as lifts up my neck.
He smirks.
"Kilinia...you're my wife." He whispers.
"Yes I know that." I whisper back.
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"Which means you belong to me." He says lifting my neck up and pushed me against the wall."I see the way he looks at you." He says against my ear as his hand explores my thighs.
"You're crazy." I tell him, and he chuckles.
"I'm crazy?" He laughs, as he lets go of my neck, but he keeps his hold on me to the wall.
"Nothing happened Taehyung." I lie, as he only looks at me with his darkened brown orbs.
"If I find out, I'll kill him and you." He says, lowly. I keep my eyes onto his, trying to show no sign of guilt. I eventually lower my head as he backs away waiting to hit me.
But he doesn't.
"I'm going to go tuck Kiden in." I say, and he grabs my hand and pulls me back.
"He's asleep don't bother." He says, and I turn to look at him.
"It's early." I say.
"He has a project presentation tomorrow did you forget that?" Taehyung asks, and my eyes widen.
"Oh right..." I whisper.
"Where is your head? You're usually on top of these things." Taehyung says.
"Maybe if I didn't get a concussion I would be perfectly fine." I say, covering my mouth afterwards.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to." I plead, backing away.
"You did." He only says, and I shake my head.
"Relax." He says, and I furrow my eyebrows.
"I'll be out, don't wait for me." He then says, walking past me.
Something was truly off, he was being incredibly nice to me. Taehyung hadn't laid a finger onto me since, and not that I cared. I just wondered what had changed? Was it that he was starting to love me again or he was trying to be a better man to the mother of his children?
I sat on the edge of my bed, I would usually sneak some drugs by then... but I didn't. I just sat there in awe.
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𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟓𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗
"And where are you supposed to be going?" I ask, and Taehyung ignores me and puts on his jacket.
"I asked you a damn question!" I snap.
"You don't get to question me!" He yells, slapping me across the face. I cry, as I placed my hand where he slapped me and I back away.
"You're unbelievable!" I cry.
"Kiden is almost five now and he's becoming harder to discipline. I need the help... I need you to be my backbone." I plead
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The Toxicity | Taehyung x Jungkook
RomanceToxic is when they can't let you go, but they can't treat you right either. MATURE THEMES!