Love, Lust, and Friendship ♡ A Kim Taehyung ff/smut/short ft Jungkook. |18+|

Chapter 9

Taehyung POV 

Work was dragging on so ungodly slow.

I had all the time in the world to sit at my desk thinking about Anna and Jungkook fucking.
I felt angry and sick.
She hadn't even responded to my text..or thanked me for breakfast and the flowers. 
I don't blame her.
I basically degraded her and sent her into another mans arms.
This is my fault.
I put my head down and pulled at my hair out of frustration. 

"Bad day?" An all too familiar voice caught my attention as her heels clicked on the floor towards my desk, I looked up and saw Becca standing there in front of my desk. 

A one night stand, it happened months ago, and neither one of us spoke about it after.
It was a mutual agreement. 

"You could say that" I sighed 
"Anna?"
"Yep. I fucked up..and now I'm pretty sure she fucked someone last night" 
"Ouch" she sat across from me and crossed her legs giving me a glance at her underwear. 

I won't lie..she was a good lay. Nowhere near as good as my Anna..but decent enough. 
She got the job done. 

"Well you have my number Tae..if you ever need another release" she winked 
I sighed contemplating it. The thought of Anna and Jungkook was making me sick.
It can't hurt to seek comfort..right? 
My phone buzzed 

Banana: I won't be home tonight xoxo 

Great..she's probably going back to Jungkook

I gritted my teeth
"You know what..let's go to my place" I smiled and locked my phone, she smirked up at me and followed me to my car.

Once we parked in the parking lot of my complex she followed me up to mine and Anna's apartment, we started making out as she groped at my crotch, I fumbled with the keys before I got the door unlocked, we walked in and when the door closed I had her pinned to the door, our tongues were dancing together hungrily as I ripped the buttons on her shirt exposing her breasts to me

"Fuck..Tae" she moaned as I sucked on her nipple.
I wanted to fuck the pain away.
I lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist pushing my bulge up against her as she moaned. We didn't pull away until the sound of a glass shattering grabbed our attention. 

I pulled away from her and turned around to see Anna standing next to a broken wine glass, the deep wine looked like a puddle of blood strewn on the floor, she was wearing a beautiful green sundress..my favorite color of emerald. Her hair was down in waves and her make up was stunning. I noticed another bouquet of flowers on the table as well as lit candles and two plates of food. 

My heart shattered louder than the glass laying broken at her bare feet. 

"I'm sorry" she said hurriedly as she let out a gasp, she was trying to stifle a sob. 
"Anna.." I whispered 
"I'll clean this" she gulped and bent down picking up the glass
"I should go.." Becca said from behind me as she buttoned up her shirt 
"No! No..t-that's okay.. I'm uh..I'm leaving" she stuttered as she threw away the pieces of the glass and grabbed her purse, she went to rush past us but I grabbed her wrist and stopped her, she looked directly into my eyes and I saw it. 

Her love and happiness.
Was gone. 
Her eyes were dull. 
She had lost her sparkle and it was my fault. 

"Wait..please wait.." I begged, but I knew deep down it was too late. 
"I can't" she whispered as I let her go.

The door closed softly behind her.
I watched the door for a few minutes as Becca stood there silently 
"I'm leaving Tae.. I'm so sorry" she kissed my cheek and left.
I just stood there.. I'm not even sure for how long I stood there.
In the middle of our living room, with my heart shattered to pieces knowing I just metaphorically killed the love of my life.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face before I could form a proper thought..the Tae in the mirror made me sick to my stomach.
Becca's lipstick smeared across my mouth, down my neck, and even on the collar of my shirt.
My shirt was no longer fully tucked in, my hair was sticking up from her fingers, and my shirt was half unbuttoned. 
This is what Anna saw.
Not the man that's in love with her.
Not the man that kisses her.
Not the man that holds her when she cries. 
Not the man she had known her entire life.
No.
Instead she saw the man that degraded her. 
The man that hurt her.
The man that she was in love with and was getting ready to fuck another woman out of spite. 

The man that doesn't deserve her. 

I gritted my teeth as I cried and washed my face.