VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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"Taehyung-", I whisper but he covered my panting mouth with his hand. "Quiet baby", he breathed into my ear. My hands fisting his shirt as he had me pinned against the wall , leg hooked over his waist and cock buried deep inside of me.

"We - someone could hear ", I bite down on my lip as he moaned ,fucking me harder. "If you control your moans then no one will-", he whispered. Sure it was dark out - but we were literally in the side of the house. Anyone could walk around and see us. "Fuck-", he gripped my waist, forcing himself deeper. "That hurts-", I lean my head against the wall , allowing him access to my neck ,which he kissed and gently sucked. "No marks-", I warn and he chuckled lowly. "I thought we weren't doing this -", I cling to his shoulders as he trailed kisses along my jaw.

"How? How can I fucking stay away from you baby?", he held my face in his hands as we made eye contact. "It's simple-", I moan softly and he shook his head , pressing his forehead to mine. "It's not. Don't ask me to stay away -", it sounded like a plead. "I can't-", he repeat, connecting our lips. I wrap my arms around his neck, snaking my tongue into his mouth.

He was becoming an addiction.

Addictions are never good.

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20 : 43 pm

"Looks great mother!", jungkook chimed ,clapping his hands as he admired the table. "Smells delicious-", I add. "Thank you ", she giggled. "Master chef" , their father teased. Taehyung was silent,  ofcourse he wouldn't want to add a compliment.

"Well , shall we dig in?", she asked and we all say yes. "Try the roast potatoes-", jungkook placed a few on my plate. "I made those " , he winked. "Ofcourse you did", I smile and he leaned in and kissed my cheek. In that moment, my eyes met taehyungs hooded gaze. Did he feel awkward watching jungkook show me affection? Not as if he hadn't just fucked me an hour ago outside. I thought we'd eat in silence but his parents just kept bringing up past memories. Sharing a few of jungkooks childhood stories which made me laugh.

The 3 of them were so content and happy. Then you get taehyung. The outcast. They had not shared a memory about him yet but I don't pry. His father had mentioned they had none.

"Jungkook was a naughty kid- no one will ever change my mind on that opinion ", his father snort. "Do you remember when he met Samantha-", I was suddenly paying attention. Jungkook laughed loudly , begging them not to tell me. "Don't embarrass me-", he chuckled. "Samantha was a little Chinese girl who had come camping with her parents. Kookie was only 10. He had saved her from drowning and became a hero-", his mother sounded proud. "Wow , how is that embarrassing-", I swat his arm. "Because he declared his undying love for her and she smacked him -", they all laugh and I joined. "It was cute", his father shook his head.

Taehyung just ate in complete silence. He was such a bore. "What about you taehyung?", I decided to ask and all laughter died down. His eyes find mine and I smile. "Do you have any memories?", I ask ,hoping he'd actually share one.

"Apart from killing our dog - nope".

My jaw dropped alittle. He went back to eating. His mother cleared her throat , "it was an accident. He had dropped an iron rod on the puppy we got joon for his 12th birthday-". I swallowed hard , giving her a nod. Maybe I should have never asked because the silence that followed was awkward. No one spoke a word or shared a funny tale. We just ate. The sound of cutlery bounced off the walls.

My eyes lift to taehyung who was now playing with his phone. How could he be so fucking shallow?

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22 : 06 pm