VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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A/n - because yall been patient with me. Thank you my angels ❤️.

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00 : 32 am

The sound of fireworks bursting continued to resound in the distance. The massive trees surrounding the lake house blocking the entire ruckus of the nearby town who were celebrating the new year.

To be honest, I was not the only one surprised by tae showing up. Joon was almost scarlet and their mother was overjoyed. Christmas had not ended well for them but taehyung being here made her feel a whole lot better. I didn't know he was here but I do plan on staying out of his way. He made it pretty clear that I was just some mere slut. So that I'll remain in his eyes.  The sky lights up again , filling my eyes with wonder and color. It was beautiful. Being out here on the balcony , alone , was nice.

Lowering my gaze , I skim my fingertips across the bracelet. Why was I still wearing this?

"Hey baby".

I glance over my shoulder at kookie, holding two mugs. "Coco", he flashed his bunny smile and I reach out , taking one. "Thank you", I giggle as he leaned in, kissing my cheek. "You're most welcome", he inhales the crisp morning weather. With the lake being so close, the air was actually chilly. "Dad wants to go to the town ", he sipped the coco. "Do you want to come for a drive ? The town is beautiful ", he whispered, draping an arm around me. "No. I'll be fine here ", I lean into his chest. "I'll get you a souvenir", he teased. "How thoughtful ", I snicker.

Mama will be home. I don't mind sitting with her.

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01 : 08 am

"As you should know, jungkook is daddy's boy", joon rolled his eyes while helping me clean the kitchen. Mama had gone to bed. "What about you?", I ask , handing him another casserole. "I'd like to believe I'm both ", he snort. "What about taehyung?", I choose to intrude. He hummed,  trying to think. "Taehyung and dad never truly bonded over anything. He was a weird, closed off child. I'd say he's a mama's boy", he finally smiled down at me. "she has immense love for him", I whisper the truth. The woman's eyes held wander whenever she gazed upon taehyung.

"What about you? Which one of your parents loves you more?".

His question made my insides cringe. The casserole almost slipping out of my wet hands. "Careful doll", he was quick to grab it . Parents? My father's whereabouts where unknown, my mother was sick but prideful. I was unloved. "You look like a daddy's girl", he joked. I was fighting my emotions. Pleading,  begging myself not to weep.

"She is".

We both turn to taehyung who casually strolled in, taking a seat on the stool , propping his elbows on the counter. "How would you know?", joon raised a brow. Taehyungs eyes shift to me and I furrow my brows,  recalling how poorly he treated me the last time we were alone. "Wild guess", he whispered, keeping his eyes on me. I could feel namjoon staring into my soul. "Dishes are done", I say to joon. "I'm off to bed, goodnight ", he only smiled as I walked out. I didn't bother shooting a glance at taehyung. He was annoying.

Immature and heartless.

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