My perverted cousin (Yoongi x Reader)

Regrets?

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Y/n POV

Kim Taehyung, mafia underboss and lying, cheating man whore. He cheated on me with some hoe from the club. I don't even know why he was there. I don't wanna know. My cousin's right hand/gun slinger saw her and him being touchy-feely so of course, he took a picture of Taehyung and her and sent it to me. Taehyung came home two days later. I knew where he was. He was nailing her and getting over his possible hangover. I've known Taehyung for about 3 years before we started dating because of my cousin, Min Yoongi. Yoongi is the Mafia leader for the biggest Mafia in Seoul and Daegu. He's a bit overprotective? No he's not overprotective, he's a pervert. I mean not that I'm gonna complain. If you see him, ohhhh lord may God help your uterus because one glare from him with make you want him to destroy you and use your holes. I guess that makes me a pervert too, huh? Oh well, besides the point, when Taehyung came home I had already packed his clothes and his guns.

Baby, why are my suitcases out by the door and why aren't you wearing my hoodie? You're probably freezing! Here, take this and put it on, please. It's like negative 50 degrees in here.

Because I know where you were for TWO FUCKING DAYS. I'm not freezing actually and it's 70 degrees in here.

Baby, I know you, you're always cold.

Don't call me baby anymore. I'm not cold dammit!

Wait you know where I was?!

*pulls up the picture* OF COURSE I KNOW! AND SERIOUSLY, WITH A GIRL YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW?!

DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!

GET OUT!

NO! THIS IS MY FUCKING HOUSE, I'M STAYING!

Then sleep on the couch or in your office. Actually no, go back to HER house because you seemed to enjoy her company more than your own girlfriend's.

Y/n I-I was drunk. I didn't-

What? You? Drunk? Mr. "I hate alcohol"? Yeah okay.

Y/n, I'm serious. I was drunk I-I didn't know what I was doing.

Drunk or not, that is not an excuse to CHEAT AFTER PROMISING YOU WOULDN'T! WHAT OTHER PROMISES WERE LIES?!

I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek then I'm pushed on to the ground.

I DIDN'T FUCKING LIE TO YOU! I NEVER FUCKING MEANT TO CHEAT! BESIDES HOW WOULD I KNOW IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN FUCKING SOMEONE BEHIND MY BACK?! YOU WERE A FUCKING WHORE IN HIGH SCHOOL.

He kept telling me I was a Slut/whore/hoe and hitting me. He possibly bruised some ribs, gave me a black eye or something. I didn't care. None of the things he was yelling like "WHORE! SLUT!" etc was true. I didn't hoe around in high school. I didn't sleep around. He knows that. He was my first everything. I knew he didn't mean any of what he was saying but it still hurt.

I MEAN EVERY FUCKING WORD I CALLED YOU! YOU WORTHLESS SLUT!

Is he a mind reader? Whatever. After he got up I ran. I ran to Yoongi's since he only lived a few blocks away. My ribs and face hurt like hell. The cars driving by looked blurry. I knew I wasn't crying so it could have been from this punches from Taehyung's fists. I got to his house and knocked on the door. He didn't answer so I went to knock again but I saw what looked like Taehyung's car from the corner of my eye so I ran to the back, knowing Yoongi hardly ever locks the patio door when he's home. It is open! He's home! Wait, if he sees my face he'll blow a casket and put a bullet into Taehyung's head. I slid down the glass door and break down. I hear foot steps and stand up, turning around so they don't see my face.