FILTHY INFATUATION [KTH]

49 FILTHY INFATUATION

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49| “Confession and apologies.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Nina’s voice vibrated around the space as she darted her quizzical eyes at Taehyung and then back at Ji-hoon. Awkwardness with the speck of tension burrowed deeper in the silence. 

At first, Ji-hoon had to blink twice to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. Then he understood, Nina was actually there, in blood and flesh, standing beside his mighty enemy. This wasn’t a minor issue. The muscles of Ji-hoon's jaw rigidified as he took the sight of Taehyung's arm wrapped around her waist and his typical, brazen smirk that Ji-hoon perpetually loathed with everything in him. Actually, Ji-hoon hated everything about Taehyung. Especially when Nina was in his company and couldn't take her eyes off Taehyung. Every time he witnessed her attention following Taehyung, Ji-hoon could taste the ashes of his heart.

“You seem to be in a predicament.” Taehyung's raspy, taunting voice was a thunder in Ji-hoon's ears. 

Ji-hoon’s hostility scurried back in a surge, along with the realization that Taehyung brought Nina into the club so he could downgrade him and collapsed his faker than plastic, good boy rep in her eyes. Fucking Aria was all a fun, and they both enjoyed it. Though, he made it clear to her from the very first day that whatever they were doing was something to pass the time and drain his balls, except those moments when she began blubbering about the new fashion trends. Anyway, Aria wasn't an issue because she wasn’t the girl Ji-hoon was pining for so long. 

“Nina, it’s not what you think?” He shoved Aria away and began tucking his flaccid dick in his pants.

“Really?” Taehyung scoffed at his inane audacity as his face creased in disgust when the string of white fluid dripped from Aria’s mouth.

“Don’t look at his dangling dickey, you’ll feel nauseous.” Way too sweetly, Taehyung attempted to cover Nina’s eyes, only to get his wrist swatted away.

“Ouch, I was just being nice.” Taehyung tutted.

“So that’s what you wanted, huh?” There was a weird sort of indifference in Nina’s undertone. 

Taehyung and Ji-hoon shared a baffled look, trying to understand who she was addressing at the moment. Ji-hoon’s shoulders hunched down in relief when Nina tipped her chin and flared Taehyung a vicious look.

“Of course.” Taehyung confirmed, keeping his enthusiasm in check. 

This was the chance to prove to Nina that Ji-hoon wasn't just a two-faced bitch, he was also a dishonest manwhore who didn't deserve her trust.

In fact, Ji-hoon didn’t deserve anything from her, not her smiles that illuminated the darkest corner of Taehyung’s devilish heart. Not her laughs that ringed into Taehyung's bones. Not her ability to share her light with others that made him want to drown into her softness and never let go.  And definitely not her adoration that she showered him with. 

Taehyung's jealousy knew no boundaries. It was already out of the nook of his chest with overwhelming hatred, threatening to set fire in Ji-hoon's crafty facade. 

Taehyung couldn’t wait to see his sweet, sweet Nina wreaking havoc and breaking her friendship with Ji-hoon. Would she accuse her perfect best friend of disloyalty? Would Nina slap her good-boy-best friend for betraying her like this? Would she delete all the playlists Ji-hoon made for her? Taehyung wished these things to happen so the charring jealousy he was nurturing for so long could melt away.