"Yeah, well, I wouldn't have drowned if she didn't push me in!" You point at the girl. What was her name? Dahyun.
"Boo-hoo," Taehyung growls. "This is strike two, muffin. One last strike and you're out of the game!"
"Oh really?" You snap back. "What was strike one?"
"That damn cat," he points at Onyx, "was never meant to be here! I said no pets!"
"You know what?" You murmur. "Fuck you! Fuck you and your ugly face! You Monday!" Instead of reacting the way you thought, the man laughs like crazy. Jin, Hoseok, and Jimin just stand there in awe. The girl- Dahyun is tanning herself, paying no attention to you.
"Monday?" Taehyung booms in between laughs.
"Yes." You cross your arms. "Because everyone hates Mondays."
"Okay. I don't give two flying fucks," Taehyung shrugs. "I would slow down, muffin, you're almost at strike three."
"Suck my nonexistent dick," you shout before you flash him the middle finger and storm off to your room.
I gave you two choices, Kim Taehyung. And you chose the hard way.
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The time is 6:54.
"Miss Y/N! Come down, please!" You hear a maid yell down to you. In response, you begin to walk downstairs. One by one, you make your way down the stairs.
"What's for dinner?" You ask the maid. She doesn't say anything but just leads you to the dining room. Taehyung is sitting here, waiting for his meal as well. Your eyes meet for a second before he looks away. "Hello? What's for dinner?" No answer.
"Y/N," Taehyung mumbles before pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What?" You sneer.
"I would watch that tone if I were you," Taehyung raises his voice. "You're this close," he holds his thumb and his pointer finger together, "to reaching strike three. And you do not want to reach strike three."
"Mhm." You roll your eyes. "Don't get too cocky with me either."
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The dinner is chicken and some sort of rice. You and Taehyung are eating in silence.
The silence stayed in the room until it was almost unbearable for you.
"Have you always been such an asshat?" You ask Taehyung as he eats. He lets out a low growl before acting upon what you said. He gets up quickly and makes his way over to you. Leaning into your face, he looks straight into your eyes. You try to push him away but he grabs your wrists and puts them behind him, near his waist. You're still sitting down.
Your heart beats like crazy, as if you had just run a marathon.
"Watch your tone, Lee Y/N," he snarls. You listen as he rambles on. "You do not want to reach strike three and-"
You are done listening to the same conversation over and over again, so you decide to shut Kim Taehyung up.
You lean in and kiss him quickly, but not too quick that it wouldn't stop him.
His lips pressed against yours for a couple seconds before you pull away.
His grip on your wrists loosens and you manage to slip away, leaving Taehyung to comprehend what just happened.
You started a war, Kim Taehyung, a war that I will win.
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A/N: here's this short chapter of muffin lmaooo
I don't know what the writing schedule is going to be but i'm posting a lot 🤪
what do you think will happen next?
this is such a cliche story T^T
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Muffin|| K.T.H (COMPLETED)
Fanfiction"Maybe us getting married wasn't as horrible as I thought it was, muffin," the beautiful man in front of you states. Within a second, you're pinned against the wall with Taehyung's body pressed against you. Your eyes widen as you feel Taehyung's lip...
