VENOM | TAEHYUNG

17

"I think this looks odd".

Taehyung buttoned up his shirt while sparing me a glance through the large mirror in his bedroom. "What's odd about it?", he mumbled under his breath and I sigh heavily. "You should have just taken me home to get dressed. I look like a guy-",I hold out my arms. He looked at me with a subtle smile. "You look cute", he whispered and I blush. "You're not very helpful ", I pace to where my shoes laid.

I had spent the night with him after he almost broke Jackson's arm.

He had gladly lent me some slacks and his oversized Louis Vuitton jacket which I drowned in. I was sure he looked a million times better in it. "Taehyung- can you tie this for me?", I hold out my wrist and the scarf. "Do you want a new one? I have plenty", he asked while making his way to me. "No thank you", I whisper, watching him wrap the scarf around the bandage. I just needed to keep it on for a few more days.

"Should I drop you at work?", he asked but I shake my head. "Jungkook might see. Can't have that-", I search around for my phone while he put on his coat. "I'll leave you a few blocks away. I'm sure you can walk -", he suggested. "Are you sure ?", I shove my phone into my small purse. "Yeah-", he nod and came to stand before me. I lift my gaze to meet his. "You look fine", he tucked my hair behind my ears. "Thank you for lending me your toothbrush-", I whisper and he leaned in ,kissing me. I curl my arms around his neck as he lift me , setting me down on the black dresser. His hand pushing its way into the slacks.  "We'll be late-", I bite down on my lip as he ran his fingers through my pussy. "No panties-", he whispered into my ear. "I couldn't wear dirty ones -", I furrow my brows and he chuckled lowly.

I felt like we were getting along.

He wasn't as bad as jungkook painted him out.

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07 : 43 am

"Are you working shifts tonight?", he parked outside a candy store. "Uhm no. Maybe tomorrow", I unbuckle the seat belt. "Can I see you tonight?", he asked and I press my lips together, "well , I already have plans with kookie-". He raised a brow before his face went blank. "I'm sorry-", I whisper, feeling obligated because he had paid my debts and I owed him. "It's fine. He's your boyfriend", he deadpanned and started the car. Taking the hint, I get off without saying goodbye. The second the door shut , he drove off - not bothered to check for oncoming traffic. He fucking had a death wish.

I couldn't keep blowing kookie off. Juggling 2 jobs , a broken home and now taehyung. I had to make time for jungkook. At the end of the day - he was my priority. I wanted a future with him. How the fuck did I wind up fucking his brother. Well - I knew how. I had made the deal with the fucking devil. I was guilty and thought many times of breaking my relationship with kookie. I wasn't worthy of him. He deserved better.

You know that corny line - it isn't you , it's me.

Yeah , I was allowed to use that line. It truly was me that was fucked and toxic. I mean - we're dating for almost 3 years now. The man doesn't even know the real me. Taehyung has known me for a few weeks and can read me like a book. He knows my darkest secrets. How was that possible. Why did I let him in.

"Whoa girl. You're looking like a mini boyfriend ", I glance at Heather who worked in finance. "Oh Goodmorning ", I greet , making my way to my desk. I didn't like that compliment. It just meant,  I was looking like a mini taehyung.

That asshole.

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13 : 32 pm

I was drained.

I couldn't manage to read another email. My head on the desk while I shut my eyes , allowing the pounding headache to consume me. I swear it made my entire body feel miserable. I had no painkillers to help.