Taehyung ↬ Bag Pt.2

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I suggest you guys read the fluff part to understand this
(if u haven't)

[]Y/N POV[]

I plop in my bed still not tired. Its already 12 am

Taehyung and I watched 5 movies. He said it would help me worry less about my bag.

Tae is cleaning downstairs
As I lay in my soft, comfy bed.

Staring at the ceiling, I drift off to sleep.

-fast forward-

-ding dong-

I jolt awake at the sound. Who would be wicked enough to disturb my sleep?
I look at the clock beside me

1:53 am

I roll my eyes and got off my bed

"Babe~"
"Oh.. Noona.."

Noona? Babe? WHAT?

I scurry to the stairs and his behind them

"TaeTae babe~ I know you wouldn't give me such a cheap, old bag.. This bag is so cheap and I'm pretty sure it belongs to your so-called wife. You're so rich babe, but you have to stay in this trashy 2 story house because of that girl! Why dont you just tell her already!"

"Thats right.. I'm so tired here ugh.... I had to clean that living room instead of sleeping! I wish I could just go with you--"

I reveal myself from my hiding place.

"THEN GO WITH THAT SLUT!"
I screamed and threw the Gucci bag to the woman.

Once it touched her she let out a disgusting yelp.

[]Tae POV[]

"Its beautiful Tae" I watched as
y/n looked at the bag which was meant for Eunji. Since it was dark last night and she was drunk, she mistaked Y/N bag for the brand new one I gave her.

"You know since you're so worries about the bag, let's watch movies!"

She nodded and smiled as I went to the kitchen to find popcorn.

Fast forward

"Tae... Can you please clean.. I'm really tired...."

I mentally groan... Why cant she do it herself!

I "smile"
"Dont worry I'll do it"

[]Y/N pov[]

Tears were now falling down my cheeks...

"Look Y/N .... I'm engaged to Eunji... And I love her.... More than you. With her, I can party all night and be myself. You're so boring! you dont even let me drink or party! Eunji let's me do anything... I'm hella tired of you"
He said not hesitating

I wiped my salty tears

"go... GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING HOUSE! I'm hella sick of you people!" I screamed as I fell on my knees ans they left, not caring about me.

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Part 3?

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