A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 2

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A year has passed, flown by the speed of a train or in a blink of an eye. You had a difficult year, tough to put into words after what happened. After dating Jungkook for two and a half years and then breaking up with him in a matter of seconds, you realized how painful a breakup is right after you left him distraught on the street that night. You tried to relax by talking to friends and family and spending time with them in an attempt to forget about Jungkook, but nothing worked. It just made things worse because you were deprived of sleep late at night, unable to close your eyes, your mind racing with Jungkook's thoughts.

You yearned for him and cried every night, knowing you'd never see him again. He was always demanding and bossy when you went on dates with him, pushing you to stop wearing revealing and short clothing. He also terrified you so often that you part ways with your male friends, refusing to respond to their messages and even blocking them. To begin with, the relationship was toxic, and prolonging it only made Jungkook happy, not you. You felt like his little puppet following his commands but one thing you were always glad for was that he never raised his hand on you even when he was on the verge of murdering someone.

But then, about halfway through the year, you collided with someone wonderful, someone unexpected, someone who instantly made you forget about Jungkook and filled your heart with joy, reuniting those fragmented pieces of your heart and attaching them to his.

Kim Taehyung.

You met him after you left Jungkook's company and went to work as a waitress in a restaurant. The restaurant was one of the wealthiest in the country, and Taehyung, the owner, made just as much money as Jungkook but was only a million short of his earnings.

Things between you and Taehyung started when you unintentionally took the wrong order to the wrong table, and the customers started yelling at you because you brought them chicken soup instead of vegan soup, and they were vegan. They had taken a sip assuming it was vegan, but when they discovered it was chicken, they spewed it all over you and, in front of the entire restaurant, humiliated you and your class. You began to cry, which enraged the manager, who brought you into the restaurant's private area reserved for all employees.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He screamed, making you recoil and wail even louder. "Never apply for a job that you can't do! You tarnished the name of our restaurant!" He grabs you by the collar making everyone of the waiters, waitresses and chefs gasp in sync.

That's when Taehyung entered the private area and witnessed the scene. Taehyung is 22 years old and the owner of multiple posh restaurants across the country. He has a great deal of respect for women and is very humble towards the poor, and he has no arrogance just because he is wealthy. "What the hell is going on here?! Let her go!" He bellowed, molten rage coursing through him.

The manager let go of you right away and folded his arms behind his back, bowing down to Taehyung. He was beaming from humiliation.

"Is this how you treat women?!" Taehyung's bitterness developed like a malignancy inside him. He was mortified that such things could happen in his own restaurant and he was completely unaware of it.

"Sir, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." The manager apologized, his voice shaking with anxiety at the prospect of losing his job. Which, by chance, he lost right away.

"Get lost, you're fired." While his other hand was put in his front pants pocket, Taehyung snapped his fingers at the manager's face.

"But-t sir-" the manager pleaded but got cut off by Taehyung's rathful shout.

"Get lost!" Taehyung pointed to the door, and the manager eventually departed, embarrassed.

You were still sobbing, ashamed by the events of the day. Taehyung became aware of the situation and felt pity for you. As he got closer to you, his hands remained in his front pants pockets, his hair was carelessly sitting above his eyes, and his thin lips progressively morphed into a boxy smile. "Are you all right?" He bent down a little to get access to your face which he noticed was red and wet because of how long you've been crying for.