Strawberries. He still loves strawberries. I bought him strawberries every time. I bet he doesn't even acknowledge that. Arrogant bitch.
The fact that I kissed him. That man who snatched my only warmth away. For this stupid fame, he carries. My knuckles turned white on gripping the steering wheel so tight.
I parked my car and walked to the elevator. 30th floor. I saw myself in the corresponding mirror. The blood on the gash had dried already, the bruises were darkening. That bloody bastard. I fought with a guy at the club and got kicked out.
Reaching another club, I met him. The INTERPOL Officer Kim.
I thought my day couldn't be more bad...But after seeing this guy, It got worse. He doesn't even know me.
I unlocked the door of my apartment and turned the lights on. My eyes widened,
Kim Taehyung. WHAT. IN. THE. WORLD. DID. HE. BROKE. IN. MY. HOUSE ?
He smirked at my pale face.
That Motherfucker.
"Jeon Jeongguk...or Jungkook? Not sure enough..." His lips twisted into a cunning smirk. My blood boiled.
"What are you doing here Kim? Did your filthy job paid you millions for this too huh? I mocked him. Oh man this is gonna be fun. My smirk grew wider as his faded.
"Ahh...INTERPOL doesn't sound good from your filthy mouth...you murderer." He plainly stated. How could he?
I wanna break him so bad.
My mind wandered at his statement . Murderer. How the fuck did he know?
He smirked. Oh I hate him.
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Clandestine Threads {THV X JK}
FanfictionKim, the brilliant detective with eyes like shards of ice, and Jeon, the notorious criminal with a smirk that could unravel secrets, share a history of betrayal. Their animosity simmers beneath the surface, fueled by past encounters and whispered th...
