Fake Love. | Kim Taehyung

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Hey Hoes I'm back ;)

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Okay don't call me stupid but...I am stupid.

I don't know what took over my mind when I forgave him so damn easily; it's like witnessing a robbery in front of you multiple times but then your reaction would be "it's okay he won't ever do it again anyways".

Although I've made tons of foolish decisions like an imbecile, I think this may be the stupidest one yet! In a good way.

Taehyung, my dumb as hell V, is like a horrible experience that we all don't want to happen but need to because from those bad experiences, we learn.

He was honest and told me what happened THAT night; from the threat all the way to the drugged drink from that peasant Eunji. It was hard to believe at first but screenshots never lie...and CCTV footage don't play either.  I'm really thankful he told me everything and well for holding me back since I was ready to snatch that bitch's wig off her plastic head and slap a hoe.

So, V... made a promise that night to be COMPLETELY honest and loyal to me at all costs and I really hope that he keeps his promise from that night because I swear if he doesn't then...my machete is ready to slice.

So far...I never thought that my happiness can reach to this extent. It was better than the first time we dated back in high school. It was way better than the summer before college (cheating days). It just feels like I found eternal bliss in him and I want to just protect him and give him all the love he needs, even when it's actually supposed to be the other way around (No stereotypes).

"Hey what are you thinking 'bout?" A pair of big ol hands wrapped around my lumpy waist.

"Appreciation"

"Wow. Of?" he smiled.

"Food" a frown was formed in his face "and you of course." Suddenly that bright smile I long to see everyday came back and I was soon showered with pecks on my cheeks.

One of the reasons why he's very much appreciated; the amount of love he's spoiling me with.

I took a good look at his beautiful god-sculpted like face and did my daily routine...squish his cheeks.

"WHY ARE YOU SO DANG CUTE? Like damn I don't know if I should be you or be WITH you" I squeal inside as I continue to touch his face (nakakagigil in filipino).

He chuckled and soon we were both just touching each others cheeks. "I rather be WITH you because YOURE SO DAMN CUTE AS WELL THE FU-"

"Hey no cussing bitch"

"You literally just said bitch"

"Touché"

We both laughed our hearts out even when there was really nothing to laugh about in the first place. Are we the definition of crazy? Probably.

As usual,the both of us chilled on the sofa on our phones because we're too lazy to get off our asses. I mean why go out when staying in is the same thing? You're still together so we're being efficient and saving energy.

"Hey y/n?" He placed his phone down and took a glance at me.

"Yup?" Poppin that P sound.