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taehyung's pov

by the time i stopped crying like a wretched imbecile, reality hit me a bit too hard.

i was crying my heart out while hugging my neighbour– practically a stranger. okay, this is embarrassing, someone kill me!

"you good now?" the way he whispered those words in my ear while stroking my hair urged me to say a no and keep hugging me because shit, this is relaxing. just like those times, I felt in my bogum's embrace, so peaceful and comforting. however, I don't recall feeling this way for a long time now. when was the last time I hugged bogum without having a conflict?

oh bogum.

i should leave now. he might be home by now, and probably angry because i'm not home. well, who cares– ugh fine i do. i don't wanna start a fight with him again. so it's better i get out of my comfort zone.

biting my lips i tried to lift myself since i was on top of him. i wonder doesn't he feel suffocated with me hugging him like a koala? i'm heavy i bet. although the way his bulky arms were wrapped around my body told everything. this guy is enjoying hugging me too– okay that sounds wrong. he must be doing this to just comfort me. yeah, what else.

therefore the moment i tried to raise myself, i felt his hand sliding down from my upper back to my lower. . . it stopped right above my ass. caressing my back as though he is telling me to not get up, that we should stay like this for a while.

but i had to stand up. bogum will be home any moment.

by then i was sobered up completely so i don't think there's any more space for such childishness. i have a husband for crying out loud! just what am i doing, letting another man touch me like this?

so with all my strength, i lifted myself, balancing myself on top of the man named jungkook.

i was about to stand up but for some unknown reason, i couldn't. when i saw those widened big doe eyes staring right into mine, his pink lips parted slightly and the moonlight flickering on the silver ring on those lips that took my interest for a second before i snapped my eyes back into his, made me paralyzed on spot.

"you good now?" he asked again innocently as if he didn't just more or less grope me a few seconds ago.

"y-yeah" i replied shortly before finally standing upright. i stumbled a little in the process since my head felt dizzy but i saved myself from the embarrassment of tripping and falling on top of him. yeah, not happening.

he also stood up right after me. now looking at me awkwardly while scratching his nape. i noticed how he was biting down on his lips from nervousness.

what is he doing?

doesn't he have a girlfriend?

why is he asking me to give him a. . . blowjob. why was he willing to kiss me? why did he comfort me? and now being all nervous around me?

just what does he want?

so my mind just decided to speak out loud. "why are you doing this?"

"huh?" he looked confused hearing my question.

"don't you have a girlfriend? this is wrong, jungkook. you know that right?" he blinked his eyes at me, all dumbfounded before he widened his eyes and nodded his head. i saw how a smirk appeared on his lips.

weird.

"my girlfriend?"

"yeah?"

"it's wrong?" he asked again, now stepping closer to me.

i blinked my eyes and watched how the space between us gradually decreased so i decided to put on some more by stepping back.

and he stepped forward.

i stepped backwards.

until my back hits the wall.

"is this wrong, mr kim?" he let out a deep throaty chuckle while placing his hand beside my head, capturing me beneath him.

damn, this hot bastard looks super tall now and. . . maybe hot.

"what are you doing?" my voice came off weak and i hated it because just look at him! smirking like a proud fuckboy!

"oh, i'm just curious. how do you know i have a girlfriend?"

"i. . . i saw her earlier–"

"when i was fucking her senselessly?"

my eyes widened at his response. how did he know–

"you think i won't notice a handsome pervert watching me fuck?" he breathed out the words over my face after he leaned closer, nudging his nose against mine. that smirk playing on his pierced lips.

his hot breath made my skin crawl with need. no, i should not lose to my hormones right now... i need to push him away.

"what. . . what are you talking about!"

"oh kim taehyung. i know you were watching me. and you know? that excited me so much that i fucked the living shit out of her, just to give you a show. i don't give that treatment to anyone so she should be thankful to you" he chuckled, staring into my nervous eyes that were anywhere but on his ones.

how can one person talk so dirty and look this attractive while doing so?

"so, did you enjoy my little show?" he whispered in my ears, his lips brushing against my earlobe that made me ticklish so i tried to push him off but of course, this ripped jerk won't just move an inch.

"that. . . that was an accident. how can you even talk like that about your girlfriend? you're disgusting" i uttered with much difficulty since his face was all over mine, doing things to me that i shouldn't enjoy.

it's wrong, oh god this is so wrong.

"my girlfriend?" was he asking me? how am i supposed to know! what else can she be besides his girlfriend. . . maybe wife?

"yeah!"

"oh yeah, my girlfriend" he tried to control his laugh but burst out right after.

"what's so funny?!"

"no. . . it's just. yeah you're right i shouldn't cheat on my girlfriend" it felt like he was teasing me. okay, this hot bastard is getting pesky now.

despite that, i don't know why but i can't seem to get angry on him. i didn't even bother pushing him away anymore or try to protest against his unwelcomed touches. i just let him do what he wants.

as if i want it too.

but i don't. right?

"but you're cheating too. no mr kim?" i grimaced at his remark. well, he is not wrong. i did ask him to kiss me. what can i say in defence?

"i was drunk–"

"no you weren't. stop lying" he chuckled again, while shaking his head as if he was watching a kid lie.

"ugh can we please forget about that? and please let me go. what are you even doing?" i asked, this time annoyed. i can't let him do whatever he wants!

"oh, you don't like it?" he pouted.

"like what?"

"like me pinning you to the wall, nudging our noses together, to whisper in your ears, for us to. . . kiss?" he smirked at me when he uttered the word kiss and oh god, my cheeks are burning from his words.

i looked away while covering my lips with the back of my palms and i swear, i can feel his gaze on my lips after i did that.

"is saying a no that hard, taehyung-ssi?" he rasped out, tilting his head and putting all his weight on the hand that was beside my head.

"n-no i don't like it. now can you please move back? i need to get home"

he stared at me for a minute or so while i faced the other side. the deadly silence was making this even more awkward and uncomfortable. i can easily get out of his grasp right now but my feet won't just move. i don't like how my body is betraying me honestly.

"okay then" and then he backed away. wow just like that?

standing a little far from me while stuffing his hands inside his sweatpants pocket he stared at me.

feeling intimidated under his gaze, i gulped my saliva before starting to walk toward the door.

"goodnight then" i spoke shortly.

"wait" i stopped midway and turned my head behind at him.

"what?"

"let me company you"

"you don't need to. my house is right next door–"

"issokay, i need some fresh air. gotta smoke" he fished out a packet of cigarettes and showed them to me with a small smile on his lips.

i grimaced at the sight of those useless death sticks before nodding.

"sweet" and then we both got out of his house. walking towards mine which was gonna take like a half minute.

i could smell the cigarette smoke in the air even though he walked behind me. it irritates me.

"you know cigarettes aren't good for you, right?"

"mhm" now he is ignoring me, okaaay. fine, he can do whatever he wants. what's that to me.

"i'll stop, if you tell me to" he added and i turned my head behind at him, surprised.

"really?" i smiled.

"nope" he laughed and i scowled.

and with that, we reached my house.

i turned to him, who was busy exhaling the smoke.

"you can go now"

"okay, goodnight taehyung" he smiled and i nodded timidly, refraining myself from smiling.

"goodnight jungkook"

and right when we were going to part ways, the door of my house burst opens, revealing bogum.

"TAE!"

shit.

he looks mad.

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q. would you like to see the story more in taehyung's pov or in third person's pov?