House Of Cards 카드로 만든 집 || kth

January 6th, 2018 Part 1

12:00 am:

"You know very well that's not the only place your spit has touched".

With that statement, I hurled all over Taehyung's sparkly, furry Gucci slippers.

"AWWE GROSS! NOT MY LIMITED EDITION GUCCI SHOES!", shrieked Taehyung.

I'm squatting now and all the crab cakes I stuffed into my mouth were a bright-red on Taehyung's Gucci shoes.

Standing up, I wipe the leftover barf off my mouth. I barely croak,"I fucking thought you were supposed to be studying abroad in America with Namjoon, V". I emphasize his fake name.

"Ugh shut up, I can't believe you ruined my Gucci shoes!" He begins trying to wipe off the vomit onto the sidewalk.

It takes me a full minute before stuttering,"I just.... I don't.. I... Just what in the fuckery???"

He smirks, "What is it, G?"

I cringe. "G" was his nickname for me. Well, that was V's nickname for me, not Taehyung's. They're not the same person.

"I don't know.... You look completely different. You used to have ashy-blonde hair and wear bright clothes.... Now everything about you is... Is dark..."

His sly grin turns bigger,"Please do elaborate".

I grit my teeth,"I don't need to elaborate because you know damn well! What the hell happened to V? My best friend? Where is he?"

"He was never real, G".

"Please tell me that this is some sort of sick joke. Just... Just tell me that there is no mafia, no heist, no anything..."

"The only real thing about this is the money", he puts his hands in his coat pocket.

"What about Bogumie? H-how did you get him to be my boyfriend??"

"About that.... Bogum was a hired actor. You see, we needed some sort of leverage on you. Someone who could watch you up-close".

I muttered,"You're a fucked up piece of shit...."

I take a deep, long sigh. I could see my breath in the air because it was so cold. We stand in utter silence.

I breathe,"Tell me the truth. Tell me everything".

He smirks,"What's the fun in that?"

"Kim. Fucking. Taehyung. Answer. My. Damn. Questions".

"Fine fine fine! Ask me anything".

"Why did you want me to remember you so badly?"

Taehyung responds,"I just wanted to have some fu-" Fun.

"Don't", I interrupt him before he could finish that sentence. "Second question, why me?"

He raises an eyebrow,"You have a wild past. Based on that, we've got quite a lot of blackmail on you". The sextape.....

"Speaking of blackmail, who was in that sextape?"

He laughs,"That video.... It's fake. It's not even you. Yoongi edited her face to make it look like you".

I furrow my eyebrows,"What????! So I agreed to this heist for no reason? The main reason was for that blackmail!"

"No no no, like I said, we have some blackmail on you. Just not something as big as a sextape. That sextape was made to convince you to join the heist".

I shake my head,"So everything was built up on lies.... I think this contract has to end... For the sake of my sanity. You... You made me go crazy this past month. And it's only been a month".

He shakes his head, clicking his tongue,"No no no, Grace Lee. A contract is a contract and you must go through with the heist".

I smile, a fake smile. "Hmm, I don't think so. You see, I put two and two together and contacted my good ol' friend Eunbi".

His eyes go dark.

I smirk,"I know how Eunbi got away from your little mafia. You guys are a group of scammers. Eunbi never owed any of you guys debt. So, she took the next flight to Japan and escaped".

Taehyung maintains his composure,"No. You got it all wrong. The only reason why Eunbi escaped was because she gave Jin an offer he couldn't refuse". He snickers. It was sex....

Scowling, I reply,"Just know that I would never do something like that. Especially with a philandering murderer like you. Eunbi... Her reasons were different. She loved Jin. She needed closure from him".

"So screwing Jin was closure? No, I don't think so. What an idealistic mind you have". He ruffles my hair.

I grimace,"You brought this all upon yourself Boss Kim. While you were busy playing games with me, I had a hidden agenda".

He raises an eyebrow.

I knowingly smile. "You think you're smart by putting a tracker on me? Well think again and look at the bottom of your Gucci shoes".

He silently lifts up the bottom of his shoes and gasps. There it was. A small, black chip that was nailed onto the bottom of his slippers. He tried picking at it but it wouldn't budge.

My smile grows even wider. "That's right. I've been tracking you too! I've put them all on your shoes! I know you're not gonna throw your shoes away because they're limited edition Gucci shoes".

He looks up at me and smiles sarcastically,"Wow, Grace Lee. Playing games with you really is the best. Don't you think that's why you fell for V?"

I blush,"V is gone. That was all fake. I fell for his personality".

"Hmm you really think so? From what I remember, you were so willing to give your body to m-"

"ALRIGHT, STOP IT!", I shriek. My blush has gone tomato-red.

Taehyung starts laughing sinisterly. "You can't deny that you're attracted to me".

"Y-you're ugly", I lie. God damn it, I wish he really was ugly.

He suddenly lifts his hand to caress my cheek.

I slap his hand away. "Don't touch me. You... You monster".

Taehyung ignores me,"What if I told you that I really am V, inside and out?" He brings his hand up to stroke my neck.

I whip his hand away. "No. I just need to be as far away from you as possible right now. I won't do anything, just.... Just leave me alone!"

He sighs,"Fine".

I walk away from the river and into the city. Taehyung doesn't follow me.

I call a taxi.

"Where to?", the taxi driver asks.

"Take me to Gangnam-gu, Octagon club".

Right now, more than anything, I needed my next form of comfort: getting drunk in the club.

Hey, is the plot too weird? Is this story hard to follow? Pls let me know so I can improve this story!