Thr bad girls boy toy | 19

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Thr bad girls boy toy | 19

*THE MAFIA FAMILY*(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。----{REGRET}♡How?♡

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*THE MAFIA FAMILY*
(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。----{REGRET}
How?

IF YOU SAW ME FIRST INSTEAD OF HIM, WOULD YOU HAVE SAID YES?

IF YOU SAW ME FIRST INSTEAD OF HIM, WOULD YOU HAVE SAID YES?

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The rain pours down heavily, one drop after another as I take one step after another. The rain is gloomy as if it's here to remind us of tragedy. The sky, a shade of grey and black, the clouds, damaged and poofy. The only sound is the sound of footsteps caused by my black sneakers and the sound of rain as if it were tears.

A loud panting noise comes from behind, footsteps running through the puddles as the water splashes. The rain stops pouring against my head as I look up to see an umbrella. A black umbrella and I turn around and face the panting figure as it rests its head against my shoulder.

"You're g-gonna c-catch a c-cold" it says through a cracky voice. I use my finger to left up its head "Jennie.." she looks up at me, the rain hiding her tears and she closes her eyes, sighing of relief. "Dont worry about me," I say pressing our lips into a kiss.

The rain slows down as the clouds began to return, the sunlight shining behind us as I break the kiss and hold Jennie's cheek with my hand. The sunlight showcasing her beautiful features, the warmth in her fierce cat eyes, her skin as gentle as a child's.

I connect her soft, pink lips with mine as we kiss. "I love you" she whispers and I put a hand to my chest. "I don't," she looks up at me in shock. I turn away, letting my flowing tears go unnoticed. It's too late for us Jennie.











"Hyung, I thought you loved her?" Jimin holds my hand, supporting my crying figure on his shoulder. "She loves someone else, I know it" I respond, my vision blurring at the vivid memory of Jennie's beautiful brown hair being touched by the fingers of a blonde boy as she smiles and strokes his hair back.

Thier happiness everyday uses to make my blood boil. It was unfair that she couldn't talk to me when he could talk to any girl he wanted. Jennie deserved someone better.



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