"Goodmorning." Taehyung says, walking into the kitchen as I finished cooking the scrambled eggs.
"I see you decided to come home." I say, fixing him a plate.
"I didn't plan to stay out long." He says.
"I don't care if you cheated, I don't care about this marriage but what I do care about is our son." I whisper, and he frowns.
"Kilinia..." he says, and I shake my head.
"Hes getting older, he's not naive." I add, placing his plate on the counter.
"If he finds out he would hate you.... Do you want that?" I ask, and he shakes his head.
"Kilinia..." he says my name.
"Save it Taehyung, I don't know what's up with you and I'm not complaining... but you'll be back to the bullshit next week." I say, faking a smile as we both hear Kiden's footsteps.
"Morning!" He yells.
"Morning." We say back.
"Eat up, your dad is taking you to school today." I say, and he licks his lips as I place his plate in front of him.
"And what are you doing this morning?"
Taehyung asks."The meeting I told you about." I lie, and Taehyung nodded as we both watched Kiden eat.
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"Don't you think that's too revealing to wear to a doctors counseling meeting?" Taehyung asks, leaning against the door frame. I turn around facing him, shaking my head slowly.
"It's just a blouse." I say, walking towards our full length mirror.
"A blouse that shows too much cleavage." He says, standing behind me. We both look at our reflections in the mirror. Oh how beautiful we looked together, what a power couple we could have been. I turn around to face him, "Do you want me to change?" I ask, trying to avoid any conflict.
"No." He says, lowly.
"Mmm Tae-.." I moan, as he sunk his teeth into my skin, not enough to break my skin but it was definitely going to leave a mark. He turns me back around, my ass pressed against him and we both were now facing the mirror once again. I touch my chest gently where he placed his lips. I could see the hickey forming already.
"I'll pick up Kiden from school." I whisper, trying to stir away from the heated moment.
"We could simply go together?" He suggests, and I raise an eyebrow.
"Why would we do that?" I ask.
"It'll make our son happy, the school hasn't seen us physically together it'll be a good look." He says.
"I guess so." I say, softly.
"So I assume you'll be joining me at the doctors?" I ask.
"Let's go." He says, admiring the bruise on my skin before walking out the room.
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I felt my palms growing sweaty by the minute, and my heart was beating faster and faster. I hope Taehyung didn't have his suspicions, I hope nothing is bound to happen. Or I could be going mad, maybe this nice act was real and genuine. Maybe my husband was trying to be kind? I take a deep breath and rub my sweaty hands onto my jeans as Jungkook opened the door.
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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!