Cold Shoulder [Completed] ✅

Chapter 4

A/N: I just want to reiterate that this ff will contain scenes with strong language and rough sex scenes. The reasons for this will be revealed later as the story progresses. If you are uncomfortable with these themes, I suggest you not read ahead.

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Taehyung's POV

I woke up with a weight on top of me. Mmmmm.....Seokjin..... He was amazing! Everything I would ever want in a lover. After last night, I feel invigorated, renewed, like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. I smile contentedly as I look upon his beautiful features. He truly is gorgeous.

It's strange that we spent so many years together, yet I had never thought about him as being anything but my best friend. I move an errant strand of hair away from his soft cheeks and inhale a deep and satisfying breath. I can't look away from this perfect angel I'm blessed to have in my arms.

He stirs in his slumber and I close my eyes quickly, feigning sleep. I can feel him turning, moving off me but I continue to pretend. I hear a sharp intake of breath and then I can feel him leaning against the pillow. He traces a soft finger along my jawline, tenderly stroking my face and placing soft kisses on my nose, my cheeks, my forehead. When his petal soft lips make contact with my lips, I pull him close over me and he squeals as I deepen the kiss, invading his mouth with my tongue.

He pulls away roughly. I open my eyes in confusion.

"What's the matter baby?"

"I'm not your baby Mr Kim. Leave. Leave now!" He turns away from me and stalks to the en-suite bathroom. Before he enters, he turns around and looks at me with a death glare.

"I expect you to be gone when I return. Goodbye."

And without a backward glance, he enters the bathroom and locks himself in there. I'm shocked. Stunned actually. We just had the most amazing night of my life and now he's behaving like a cold, heartless bitch. As if, he didn't scream my name out countless times last night, begging me to fuck him harder.

I have more self respect than this. I gather my things and change as fast as I can. I don't want to be here a minute longer than necessary. He just treated me like some cheap prostitute off the street.

I took out a bundle of notes and placed them on his nightstand under the bottle of lube. Hope he'll get the message.

I stalk downstairs and locate my drawings and samples on the couch. A maid is wiping down surfaces. She greets me and I ask her politely to let me out. She obliges and I thank her.

When I'm outside I inhale deeply. The crisp morning air hits my senses and I make my way to my car and drive away quickly. I don't want to dwell on his actions. He's made it quite clear that I was just a fuck toy and nothing else.

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Seokjin's POV

I peep through my upstairs bathroom window, watching as Taehyung drives off. My heart pains at what I just did. The tears flow without me even realising it. I wish I could tell him. But that would just destroy him. I'd rather be the bad guy and let him hate me.

It's easier this way, I convince myself. Last night was a mistake. I should never have slipped up this badly. But I wanted him. Oh, how I've wanted him for so long!

Kim Taehyung, my handsome, sexy best friend forever. I've loved him ever since I realised what love means. But I've never had the courage to act on it. Countless times, when I would daydream about him and jealously watch as girls and guys fawn all over him, I realised just what he meant to me. I love him. He is the love of my life. But he can never know that. Never!

As I ready myself for my day ahead, my heart falls. I want to be near Taehyung but he hates me. I have to keep up with this charade though, that I don't remember him. It's for the best.

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Later on the sets

"Jungkook! Let's get some lunch. I'm starving," Taehyung sighs dramatically.

Jungkook shakes his head. "You're a terrible actor Tae." He giggles softly. "I don't know how you graduated, really."

Taehyung pretends that a dagger went through his heart and pretends to fall dramatically.

Jungkook chuckles some more.

"Come on! Let's go before I really stab you for your poor acting skills."

The two friends make their way to the coffee shop that has become a favourite between them. They order some lunch and sit outside again, enjoying the day.

A black SUV pulls up alongside and Seokjin watches the two of them jealously again. He knows he shouldn't interfere, neither should he be stalking Taehyung like this. Taehyung is free to do as he pleases. Jin doesn't own him. But how do you control your aching heart? How do you squash your true feelings and pretend like it's nothing to watch him with another. He thinks on the wad of cash Taehyung left at his bedside. He supposes he deserved that after what he did.

Seokjin wipes his eyes and indicates for the driver to head back to the set. He has no business being here anyway. He has no reason to hope. He's just a loser.

Meanwhile, the two friends conclude their lunch and make their way back to the sets. They have a full day ahead. Taehyung has approved his designs by the set department manager. He can now go to work on getting them ready for a preliminary fitting for Seokjin.

His eyes narrow when he thinks about Seokjin. His heart clenches at the treatment he received at the hands of his beloved. But he brushes it aside and begins his work. He is a professional after all. He will not let his feelings for Seokjin hurt the reputation he has built over the years. He will ignore his existence just as Seokjin has ignored his.

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