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Forty-sixth Cliché | Mia

Taehyung took me away as soon as Mark had found us.

Before I could even say hello, before I could even see his perfect face and attire and how good he looked in it, I was swept away by Taehyung.

Before my lips could even utter his name and my face to be apologetic, I was sweeped away by Taehyung again.

"Taehyung stop." I pulled back as I tried to go back to him, Mark. It did not feel right to leave without an explanation.

"And what?" Taehyung said lowly, his voice less friendly, as he turned to look at me.

And what was I supposed to say, or how to answer him? Even if I had somehow convinced him to let me tak to Mark, what was I supposed to say to Mark? How was I supposed to explain to him why I was standing next to Taehyung?

Seeing that I was compliant, Taehyung tugged me away once again, taking me away from the main ball room.

"Come on, Mia." He always knew what I was thinking, and it annoyed me. Was I so transparent? "What will you say to make it better for him? You and he are strangers, remember that."

"I-I...know." I said as I watched his broad shoulders, my thoughts empty. It was easier to focus on something else.

"Stop thinking about him. Think about me." Taehyung pulled my chin up and let a soft peck on my lips. It was soft and so comforting that I couldn't help but lean for more, my lips parted.

He did not give me time to think about where we were, where he had taken me, all I could feel were soft lips—his lips.

Taehyung deepened the kiss, letting his tongue overpowered mine in my own mouth. My body heated up and boiled up at the contact.

My heart was beating uncontrollably. It would not get any worse than it already was would it?

I was wrong.

I was very wrong.

The room that Taehyung had taken me was supposed to have been a sanctuary for us but it had not been. It was supposed to have hidden us but it had only invited. Somehow, easily, the one person I had not wanted to see me like this had followed.

"Taehyung stop." I wanted him to stop. Not the kissing, but the touching.

He was being so touchy, with his lips, and grabby hands. His fingers were gracing down my skin letting the light dragging of his fingernails send euphoric sensations down my spine. I shuddered as he gripped my ass, pulling me closer to him until it was pulled away.

"How dare you?" My eyelids were yanked opened as I felt no more of Taehyung's touch.

I flinched when I heard that voice and connected to the owner, the normal sweet and mellowness was gone. I pushed my legs to where Taehyung pulled away from his grip. Taehyung tongue swiped over his lips once the kiss had become a lingering memory, his attention now on the intruder.

I ignored the emptiness I felt when our lips parted and focused on the male.

"How could you?" It snarled at me, only directed at me.

The anger.

The sadness.

The betrayal.

The confusion.

I knew. I know without even having to look at the owner of that beautiful voice.

How could I not know? Not when I have spent the past year spending every moment possible listening, studying and memorizing it.

I couldn't help the fear the came over me. The only thing that I could do was just stare at what was in front of me. I was so weak, unable to turn around nor push Taehyung away when he came closer to me. All I did, weak and lame, was stare at Taehyung's Adam's apple. I couldn't even look at Mark.

"I got you Mia..." he whispered to me, full of support.

Taehyung's whisper made it worse. The fear became ten folds worse. Because I couldn't move or I wouldn't, I was unable to see how smug Taehyung was nor his sincerity.

I stood like that for hours.

It felt like it, but in truth it had only been no longer than forty seconds.

Forty seconds...that was all it took for Mark to near me and pull me away so I could face him.

"Mia!" Through my blurry eye I could see that it was truly him.

"Mark..." I choked out, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry."

"What is this?" His gentle face was contorted and ugly, it was the first time I had seen such an ugly expression on his face. He pointed Taehyung and me.

"I'm sorry." It was all I could say.

"Stop saying sorry and tell me what the fuck is going on?" He shouted, his canines bared.

A whimper escaped me as Mark's grip on me gets harsher and more painful. I didn't blame him though because he looked more in pain than anyone.

"Mia! Answer me!"

"Stop screaming." Taehyung was behind me. He walked closer until he gouged my hands away from Mark but my attention never went away from Mark.

"Did you sleep with him? Is that it?" Mark's voice trembled and I could feel that on my body even though our bodies were not touching.

"No..." I could only whisper.

"Don't lie." He said viciously.

I had never heard his voice go that deep. I had never heard him so angry. I couldn't help the fear that I felt from the male.

Taehyung continued to pour to an already raging fire. He pulled me behind him. I wanted to question his actions but there was no time for it. Not when Mark was so angry at me.

"What we do in our downtime is not your business, Mark. Stay out of our sex life." I couldn't see Mark anymore and I didn't know what kind of face he was making but I knew that it would not be good.

"You gave him...you gave him what I deserved!" Mark shouted and I couldn't help but cower behind Taehyung's broad back. It was the only thing there to shield me.

"Mia!" He yelled and Taehyung continued to hide me behind him. At that moment I was only grateful for Taehyung's presence. It was my shelter, my sanctuary.

"No." Taehyung snarled as he met Mark head on. He didn't like Mark being so vicious to me, only he had that right. I knew without Taehyung having to tell me. Taehyung was possessive, even if I was only a temporary toy. "Leave Mark."

"Not without her!" Mark snapped back, his index finger stabbing my direction. I could physically feel the stab even though I was shielded from him.

"Do you think I will let you leave this party with my girlfriend?" There was a fake smile on Taehyung's face as he said through gritted teeth. I flinched as the word girlfriend seeped into my ears.

"Grilfriend?" Mark scoffed and I whimpered at the sharp deadly tone. "Fine, fuck this. It's over Mia. Just like you wanted. I didn't know you were such a slut! Fuck him for all I care, become one of his leftover whores!"

A strangled cry escaped my throat as Mark slammed the door after leaving. I allowed it to only leave after Mark had disappeared and silence had become unbearable.

It was falling. Everything was falling.

As luck would have it for me...everything that could have gone wrong had gone wrong.

And the only comfort I had was the arms of the male who was the cause of everything.

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So sad...oh no.

But I don't feel bad...I'm so cruel. It's just been that kind of day for me.

But you know what lifted me, the fact that this reached 6K!! Thank you very much!