Embroidery (M)

Embroidery (M)

This took for-fucking-ever, but it is here. I decided to make this a drabble-esque series, but this is like the lowkey origins of it. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST DRABBLES FOR THIS AU. Anyway, thanks for waiting, let me know what you think, and enjoy!

Summary: Taehyung is the typical picture of the ideal man, and you are his rom-com counterpart, but there’s something slightly darker within the love that blooms between the two of. However, it’s hard to notice with the other sensations he spoils you with.

Genre: Smut and fluff

Warnings: clothed sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, obsessive themes

Pairing: Soft Yandere!CEO!Taehyung x Reader (Jeez)

Words: 13.7k

Embroidery reminded you of books. You read often. You stitched often. However, you craved something more interactive.

You loved romance, and you appreciated a slow burn towards a beautiful work of art, you looked forward to it, you expected one in life. It took a slow hand to craft it.

However, burns were seldom slow, and he basically showered you with gasoline and torched you all in one second.

Most startling of all, you loved it.

You still didn’t know who was the tether to who, or if you were both just sane enough to strap the other down, but crazy enough to need to be strapped down.

Things change so quickly, so drastically. Like paint meeting water or rain brushing against paper, Taehyung met you.

Well, met, is a strong word.

Taehyung saw you. He watched you. He felt like he knew you.

Taehyung was your run of the mill popular college guy. He was everything most of the girls wanted; he was funny, charming, playful, and sexy. However, he never cared for emotional attachments. Sure, he satisfied his primal enjoyments when he felt like it, seeing as there’s always a girl more than willing, but he never loved anyone. He grew up just about on his own, isolating himself in the orphanage he took refuge in until he was 16 and found a way to live alone. He had never felt passionate about anything with a heartbeat. Taehyung was a smart guy too, making top grades and taking advanced classes. He already had a nice-paying office job as one of the heads in marketing, and he was a beautiful singer for whatever event he was hired to enchant an audience at. Unrealistic? Yes, but so was he. Taehyung was truly remarkable.

However, he felt like he couldn’t hold a candle to you.

Yet, you were not popular whatsoever, a real recluse. You rarely went to parties, never dated, and you’ve never so much as been offered sex from someone sober. Your longest committed relationship was with your academics. You were a receptionist at Taehyung’s place of work, and you were a sophomore in college, so you never had any classes with him. You were only remarkable in the sense of academics, but this year you were told art history was a requirement, and you were happy with the subject, ecstatic, but you knew the class required partner work. You hated to depend on people.

Art history is where you and Taehyung finally, genuinely, continuously connected.

He took the class out of sheer excitement. He had free time, nothing really to stress about for his last year in college, until he saw you in there.

You knew of Taehyung, there was no way you couldn’t. You exchanged pleasantries as you bowed to greet him as he came in the morning. You found him interesting and attractive, but did you like him? You didn’t know. Your thoughts on him were anything but complex.

However, Taehyung knew you too well.

You started working as a receptionist a year ago, and Taehyung fell in love with you at first sight. He resisted his emotions, trying to shake you off in whatever female’s bed he broke, but nothing worked. He came to terms with the fact that he was enchanted after three months, and he was going through a voluntary dry spell since then. The next woman he would touch would be you if you were willing of course.

Taehyung was obsessive and a little crazy, but he was a gentleman. However, you were more sexual hungry than he ever expected.

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Doxology (M)

Summary: You and a fellow churchgoer spend Easter Sunday sinning and sharing a secret.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, light fluff and angst

Word Count: 6,372

Warning: Dom!Jungkook, sexual themes, fingering, rough sex, anal play, creampie, dirty talk, sacrilegious dialogue, excessive sinning in church, mocking religious practices, profanity, one-way trip to Hell

A/N: This is probably not the kind of thing a devout person should read. It’s pretty offensive and I’m proud of it. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!

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“The Party” Jimin Angst (Yandere! + Step-brother AU)

R|N: “Hello babies! I have been getting alot of requests to do BTS as your Yandere, brothers/step-brother who is in love with you. Of course I decided to make it to where they are your brothers by marrige so others wouldn’t think too much into it. I decided reactions would be too short so decided to make a oneshot on each member and will be uploading them one by one randomly! I hope you all enjoy!❣️ Please be nice! I am furfilling what those want to see and I don’t want any judgment on here. That is the fun about fanfictions. You can come up with anything. That’s all I want to direct. Thank you all again!

*Warning* As always our Yandere! Writing contain scenes of violence, obsession, vulgar language, and sometimes sexual content so if any of are uncomfortable about this topic, please do not continue reading on. We never want to hurt any of you with our writing. :(

”___, did you get all that we need for tonight?“ Your mother called out from the laundry room.

You scanned the countertop. "Yes, I think so.” You replied before going back to finishing up your essay for class. “Thank you for all your help sweetie.” Your mom walked by you and gave you a small Pat to your back before making her way to the living room with a laundry basket. “I’m sure Kwan and Jimin are going to love it.” You sighed and look up from your laptop. “I guess so…”

“What’s wrong? I thought you would be happy seeing your brother.” Your mom gave you a concerned look before going back to folding clothes.“Step-brother…” You muttered looking away. “And it’s nothing just-Jimin thinks he is so much better than everyone else here. Ever since he got that new job and started traveling, he thinks he’s this big hotshot.” You rolled your eyes and shook your head. Your mom sighed with a smile. “He’s only going to be here for a few days, then he will be away again. Just try to please get along. Until then, could you help me get ready for dinner tonight?” You sighed while closing your laptop, then smiled tiredly and nodded. “Sure mom.”

~

Night arrived just as quick as your Step-father Kwan and Step-brother Jimin did. You were tossing the salad when you heard the front door open and close and your mother’s voice exclaim from the other room. “Oh my goodness! Look at you! You’re hair! You changed it? Huh? Oh yeah, she’s in the kitchen just finishing the last of dinner. You must be hungry. Come on, come on.” You shifted back over to your other foot, suddenly feeling uneasy as you heard the footsteps get closer towards where you were.

“___, look who’s here.” Your mom said as they turned the corner. You looked up to see your mom with her arm around Jimin’s shoulder and couldn’t help, but stare. He looked the same, besides his hair. He now had dark velvet locks, that matched his curious eyes as he smiled at you. “Hey sis. You’re not going to say hi?” He spoke up after sometime, making you jolt back into reality. “Huh?” You felt your face flush from embarrassment as you blinked. “H-hi.”

You returned the hug that he gave you as he walked behind the counter where you were. Your mom and Kwon walked into the dining room, chatting away as they caught up, leaving you and Jimin standing there awkwardly. You went back to tossing the salad, then wiping your hands on a kitchen towel, trying to shake him off as he loomed near you.

“How’ve you been?” He asked as he took one of the cucumber slices from the bowl and put it to his lips.

“Good.” You nodded then looked up at him. “You?” He shrugged nonchalantly as he slipped the slice into his mouth. “Great. As always. What can I say, ever since I got my job, life have been going smoothly."You scoffed and shook your head. "Of course.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jimin laughed.

“Of course you would still be bragging. I mean, don’t you ever get tired of it?” You leaned against the counter.

“Hmm..no?” He smirked as if he were trying to make you annoyed. You rolled your eyes and let out another scoff as you grabbed the bowl of salad and walked past him towards the dining room.

“Hey.” He suddenly grabbed ahold of your wrist and looked at you with a more serious expression. “I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to make you upset. Honestly…I’m just really happy to be home and to see you.”

You looked from his face, down to your wrist where he gently rubbed his thumb across your veins. You felt your face grow hot as you swiftly pulled your arm away. “Don’t be weird.” You nervously laughed as you continued making your way towards the table. You felt so confused at the way he acted towards you. When you and your mom first moved in with them, he was kind and someone that protected you from the things that scared you. He was like your best friend. But when he started to leave more frequently, you two became much more distant, even when you did try to be close to him, it seemed like he was trying to push you away, so you just gave up. Now he was somewhat cocky and aloof and that made you more annoyed than anything. He didn’t seem like the person you knew back then.

Dinner went by faster than you expected. You all laughed and talked over shared memories, with occasional glances from Jimin which made you raise an eyebrow, but didn’t think too much into it. After you excused yourself from the table, you were now in your room, trying to choose something to wear for the Welcome party tomorrow that you and your mom were throwing for Jimin’s arrival.

You were holding up two outfits as you switched them back and forth against you in front of the mirror. “You would look cute in that dress.” A voice came from behind you that made you turn around feeling startled. It was Jimin. He was standing in the doorway and leaned against the door, pointing towards one of the dresses that you held up.

“D-did you need something?” You stuttered as you set the dresses back onto your bed.

He crossed his arms and took a few steps more into your room and looked around. “I just wanted to come say goodnight.” You gave him a look of confusion as you sat on the edge of your bed. “Are you okay?” Now you were a little concerned about his behavior. You had thought, maybe something was seriously wrong with him or something had happened that he didn’t tell you about and it made you nervous.

“Yeah I’m alright. I just feel like these past few months, I’ve kind of let you down, I guess. I’m gone alot and I just don’t want us to drift apart or anything like that. You’re still my favorite girl.” As he spoke, he had on a tired yet serious expression. He ran his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner, as if he were trying to find the right words to say.

You nodded with a smile. “I get what you’re saying.” You said, trying to ease his frustration. You had also felt some relief yourself because you thought that maybe he had out grew you. “You didn’t let me down by the way. Honestly, I was a little upset for a while, the way you sort of changed when you came back, but I’m glad that you side something first.” He looked over at you then smiled as he started to walk back towards the door and gave it a light tap. “Well, goodnight ___. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Yeah. Goodnight Jimin.” You sighed as he left the room then flopped back into your pillows and closed your eyes.

~

Jimin sat on his bed in the room and starred at the celling with a serious expression. He had been thinking about you ever since the ride to the house from the airport. He cupped his hands around his face and groaned in frustration, thinking back to his conversation with you. He never knew that you felt that way and it killed him. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt you in any way. “You’re such a damn jerk…” He said to himself as he let his hands fall into his lap as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, letting out a long sigh. Something was definitely on his mind, and he couldn’t shake this he always had when he came back home feeling. He had hoped it would go away until it was time for him to leave again.

~

You smiled at yourself in the mirror as you finished brushing your hair, then put the brush down on your vanity and smoothed down your favorite short white dress with the small pink flowers, making sure to get out any wrinkles with your finger tips. For some odd reason you were happy today. And you knew that reason was probably because of your conversation with Jimin, the previous night. You felt as though he changed, and you could now turn over a new leaf. You were just happy to have your brother back to the person you had admired back then.

“____! People are already arriving! Can I get a hand down here?” Your mom called out to you. “Yes, I’m going!” You called back as you slipped into some sandals and quickly headed downstairs.

Soon the backyard and patio was filled with family and friends. When Jimin got back from running to the grocery store for your mom as a distraction, he was surprised and happy to see all those familiar faces around him. After he greeted them, there he was standing on one end of the yard with some of his friends from town, laughing and catching up. You stood there with one of your closest friends, talking and listening to the noise of people and music. “Wow. He got more handsome. If that’s even possible.” Your friend smiled and beamed towards where Jimin stood. “Don’t you agree ___?”

You felt your face flush again as she spoke. “What?” You snorted. “How would I know? We’re brother and sister. That’s kind of weird to think about your brother.” You glanced over towards Jimin who was now looking your way. When your eyes met with his, he looked down at his drink then back over to you and flashed a smile, which caught you off guard. You quickly averted your eyes back over to your friend who was looking towards Jimin too, but sending small flirty waves and smiles his way, which he smirked at. “Ew?” You burst out laughing as she winked before turning her attention back towards you.

“What? Jimin is so much more cuter than any other guy around here. What does he do again?” She started at you curiously, as she sipped the ice tea in her cup.

You let out a small sigh and squinted your eyes from the ray of sunlight that was now cascading over you. “He’s like a traveling entrepreneur, but his dad says this is only temporary until he can get him something at his company.”

“Oh yeah, he never stays in one place twice right? Or at least that’s what he’s told me. He has so many great stories.” She smiled his way again for a moment before it faded. “Who is that?” She suddenly asked, with her eyes still peeled over where she was looking. You turned your gaze in her direction and pursed your lips tightly. “Oh. That’s one of his friends sisters. I’ve seen her a few times before whenever they would all hangout here.”

“Really? Hm well they seem pretty close.” Your friend said as you both watched her latch onto Jimin with her arms around his neck. He wore a huge smile as his arms snaked around her waist and descended lower as he pulled her in closer against his body. You felt yourself slightly frown,as he rested his head near her neck and whispered something inaudible that made her squeal and try to move away, but he latched on which made her squirm and laugh loudly.

“Jimin! Stop it! You’re so naughty! I have to go already. I just heard you were in town for the weekend and just wanted to stop by and say ‘hi’, but I’ll call you.” She smiled as he let her go and gave her a wave and smile back. As she started walking back the way she came, you thought you noticed her look your way and smirk in a way that said, “I claimed him.”

“Seriously?” Your friend made a sound of disgust which made you look away. “I guess having good looks makes you prone to being exposed to people like that ” She shook her head then forced a fake smile. “Hey Jimin.” He was now standing behind you which made you slightly jump.

“Hi. That dress looks really nice on you. Is that Satin?” He complimented your friend, making her swoon, before resting his hand on your bare shoulder. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to steal my lovely little sister for a dance if that’s okay?” You cringed as your friend shooed you two away. “Oh sure sure! Of course! I think I’m going to go inside to get something to eat anyways. Y'all two go bond.” The minute she turned on her heel and walked away, Jimin led you towards another part of the patio where others were dancing.

He carefully placed your hands on his shoulders before setting his up on your lower back.

“You look really beautiful.” He said as he slowly swayed with you. You scoffed with a smile. “Thank you. But not as beautiful as your girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?” He thought for a moment then laughed and shook his head. “No way is she my girlfriend, she’s just a good friend. Why do you say it with that kind of face? Are you jealous?” “What?!” You gave his shoulder a light but sharp pinch.

“Ow!” He laughed.

“I’m not jealous. It just seemed like, I don’t know..you two were interested in each other.” You shrugged as you felt the music engulf you two, as if you two were the only ones there. “She may be interested in me, but she is definitely not my type.” He said with a now serious tone as looked at you, while his thumbs gently rubbed the curve of your back. You raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you had a type.”

“Everyone has a type, and mine just happens to be someone who’s cute, shorter than me of course, someone who is kind and that can rely on me for anything.” You looked elsewhere as he spoke, and couldn’t help but blush at the feeling of his warm hands pressing into your dress as if he were trying to hold onto you tighter than he already was.

“Come to think of it. You’re pretty short, and you are pretty cute too.” He joked.

“Being weird again…” You softly laughed and buried your face into his chest that was twice as red than seconds before. He chuckled and held you closely, while you two danced until the end of song that played ever so softly. You two parted ways after the last verse sounded, going back to where you previously were.

“Talk about creepy!” Your friend hissed in a hushed tone as she pulled you into her.

“What are you talking abo-”

“You and Jimin! Duh! You guys looked like a couple on the dancefloor! I mean he was holding you so provocatively, not to mention the looks he gave his friends!”

“Looks?”

“Yeah! As if he was some kind of dog, about to attack other dogs if they got close to a bone he had!” She scoffed and shook her head. “I didn’t know he had a side like that to him.” You didn’t read much into it. You two were just dancing after all. You felt much closer to him than any other siblings you had seen before. There was nothing wrong with that. It just meant you had a good relationship and bond.

A voice cut through your thoughts. It was the voice of one of Jimin’s best friends. “Hey ____.” He beamed your way as he went in for a hug. When he pulled back, he looked you up and down.

“Wow..look at you. It’s been way too long. How have you been?” The way he looked at you in a hungry manner made you sightly uneasy but you managed to give him a warm smile. “Oh I’ve been great. How about yourself?”

“Good! Yeah I’ve been good!” He nodded then paused. “Oh..you’ve got something in your hair.” He moved into you and reached his hand out, letting his fingers graze your hair, trailing them down to your neck, making you shiver. “My mistake.” He smiled and pulled his hand slightly away, but suddenly touched your chin. “When did you get so pretty?” It was as if he was in a daze as he spoke.

In seconds, he was soon on the ground and you were thrown back. You didn’t know what was going on for a moment, until you realized that Jimin had tackled him to the ground and was now punching him over and over again. “Ow!” You hit the floor with a loud thud which made your friend run to your aid.

Jimin saw so much red that he didn’t notice the bright blood that was seeping from his friend’s mouth and nose as he pleaded for Jimin to stop, but he didn’t stop until his dad, and one of your uncles went over and yanked him off.

“What the has gotten into you?!” His dad yelled at him trying to tightly, hold him in place from trying to break free.

“___, are you okay?” Your friend asked in a frenzy with a hand on you shoulder.

“Y-yeah I think so…” You said trying to get up, but hissed as she and some other people close by helped you up. Pain was shooting through your leg, as you had fallen on it from the impact.

“Go inside, and I’ll get you some ice. Let me go find your mom okay?” Your friend said as she helped you stand up before bolting off.

You bit your lower lip and looked over at Jimin who had now calmed down and was looking at you with a pained and sad expression.

You then shifted your gaze over towards the man who then got up from the floor and glared at you and Jimin before spitting blood from his teeth.

You were stunned with what just happened and felt embarrassed about the whole situation. You couldn’t take anymore of the whispering and stares, and ran inside and upstairs to your room, wiping the tears from your eyes. You thought he had changed and things would be better.

“____!” Jimin pulled away and ran after you feelings angry at himself for hurting you.

You leaned against your dresser in your room and softly cried into your cupped hands that were over your face.

Jimin sharply turned the corner, and rushed over to you, grabbing your hands after he closed the door behind him. “___, please look at me.”

You pulled away from him and shook your head. “No..”

“Please! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you! There was so much adrenaline running through me !” He was now gritting his teeth as he spoke, trying to hold back his own tears.

“Why?…Why did you do that to him?” You sniffled.

He stood back up and pushed his hair back, but it fell back into a messy position over his eyes.

“Because he really pissed me off the way he was touching you and…” He started then paused and let out an angry groan. “I love you okay?! It made me crazy whenever I saw him around you, when I see any guy around you.”

You looked at him with a puzzled look then opened your mouth to speak. “Jimin, I love you too. We’re brother and-”

“No! It’s not like a brother and sister- it’s. You want to know the real reason why I tried to distance our relationship?! Because! I couldn’t stand being around you with these cravings. I was afraid I would hurt you like I did today.” He loomed over you and held you by your arms as he looked into your eyes.

“What cravings-”

You tried to speak but was cut off by the feeling of his lips come crashing down on yours.

You were taken aback by his actions but just couldn’t pull away, and you found yourself kissing him back.

He closed his eyes into the kiss and rested his hands firmly on your face and pulled you deeper into him.

After moment of passionate kissing, he pulled away to give you air, but began to trail his kisses from your jawbone down to your neck, making your whole body shiver and lower lip quiver.

“I love you so much ___.” He whispered against your skin before running his tongue along it and gently sinking his teeth in. “I never want to hurt you. I just want to love you forever…I never want us to be-apart again.” He spoke in small breaks against your skin as he kissed and nibbled away at your skin that was becoming reddened. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” He huffed over and over again after every kiss.

He was in bliss being able to touch you this way, and he didn’t want to stop.

You whimpered quietly and closed your eyes as he did this. He became much more firm as he pressed his body against yours, making you move back into the dresser and knock a picture frame or two down, with a small gasp. Your leg had hit the drawer making you cringe in pain.

He noticed and heaved you up on top of the dresser with both of his strong hands on either side of your thighs. You felt your whole body tingle like it never did before.

“I love you too Jimin..I think I always had from the beginning..” You let out a soft moan as he kissed you passionately once again, this time slipping the tip of his tongue into your mouth as he tried to find yours, but you both froze at the sound of more people chattering away inside the house and the sound of footsteps and someone coming upstairs.

He pulled away ever so slowly, letting a thin trail of saliva connect his lips with yours even though you they weren’t touching anymore.

A small huff escaped his lips as he smiled at you. You couldn’t help but smile back.

You blushed as he pushed back a stand of hair away from your warm face.

“Well then it looks like I’ll be sticking around for a long time.”

Alibi (M)

Detective Jungkook keeps getting himself into trouble… But he can’t stop. Not until he’s caught.

Member/Pairings: Jungkook x Reader, Jungkook x Jimin, Jungkook x Yoongi, Jungkook x @jeonjiah, Jungkook x OC Genre: Detective!Jungkook, SerialKiller!Jungkook, drama, mystery, horror, smut.  Word Count: 20.1k Content/Warnings: Very graphic depictions of death/mutilation/gore, LOTS OF SMUT, necrophilia, strong language, BTS member deaths A/N: This is my first time writing mxm smut so forgive me if it’s not… idk accurate? and I know all the medical stuff isnt 300% accurate please forgive me.

Also special thanks to jeonjiah for letting me use her as a character, @hipsterminseok and @pasteljeonggukk for helping me brainstorm ideas, @taendencies for encouraging me to keep going even when I really did not want to, and @4oclockvmin for being my beta 💕

Where the fuck am I?

Jungkook pried his eyelids open to find himself lying on a bed, the room completely silent aside from the soft whirring of the ceiling fan above him.

I don’t have a fan in my room.

It was dark, but the room was just faintly illuminated by the street lamp shining through the window.

He reached a hand out and swept it across the sheets next to him, only to be met by a warm, sedentary lump.

Jungkook sat up, a bit too abruptly, and was met with an intense pounding in his head. He pressed a palm to his forehead, trying to still the room that was spinning around him.

Oh god, how much did I drink?

He always drank too much. It was a habit he picked up during his college days and he could never seem to shake it. However recently, he’d been blacking out more than usual, and it was starting to affect his work.

Jungkook looked over at the naked woman passed out next to him.

Please be alive.

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chocolate eyes | drabble

◦ pairing: reader x jungkook

◦ rating: pg [fluff]

◦ request: @jngukie said: CONGRATS ON THE 2K SWEETIE!! this is for your drabble game. jungkook (bts), #47, fluff, third person ♡

anonymous said: could you write a jungkook scenario where he’s an artist and the reader is his muse? c: and they realize they have feelings for each other?

◦ word count: 1.0k

◦ a/n: I figured I’d combine two requests with this…hope you both enjoy it! Also dara you’re amazing and bless your face tysm hon!

drabble game m.list  |  m a s t e r l i s t

“hypothetically, if i asked you out, would you say yes?”

It wasn’t the first time she felt it: the eyes. His eyes, to be specific. Whether it was when she was collecting her books off her desk in a hurry to head back to the dorm, or when she was grabbing a bite to eat with her friends, his eyes were always on her. He was an expert thief, stealing glances at every chance.

She never caught him, but she was more the guilty until proven innocent type. Don’t trust a soul, all that. Still, she had yet to learn his name. Hell, she didn’t really even know what he looked like. Only the lines of his silhouette in her peripheral were familiar and given that she was constantly in a rush from one place to another, she had hardly cared to look him in the eye. He was a mere blur running tangential to her life, hardly a nuisance, but nothing short of an enigma all the same.

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l u s t

possessive!jungkook | reader

☾ genre: angst, horror, gore, smut

☾ description: everybody has a lust for something. but his lust was beyond the ordinary one. his lust for you was out of this world. he only wanted you and in order to make you his, everything had to go his way.

☾ word count: 4.7k

☾ warning: graphic content, mentions of death, vulgar language

→ a/n: if you’re triggered by the twisted vibe of this story, i suggest not reading it.

You were everything to him.

From your smile to your personality and to your beauty. Every single thing about you was perfect to him. It was like you had a spell on him. He became enraptured by you in a matter of seconds. You were the dream girl he never thought he’d ever see in his whole lifetime. He didn’t think a girl from his fantasies would ever appear in front of him just like that. But fortunately for him, it happened anyway.

He would always watch you from a distance ever since the day you appeared before him. It was always during school either in the morning, during lunch, or even outside of school when he would watch you. He would even watch you from the outside of your home through the tiny window that was implanted into your room. And the sad part about this whole thing was that the boy never even realized that the watching he was doing the whole time was actually him partaking the action of being a stalker. He stalked you every single second of the day whenever he had the chance to, which was almost always. He would never skip out on “watching” you even if the world were to come to an end somehow. He’d still be mesmerized by you no matter how bad the situation was for him. Nothing could get in his way from your beauty, and he’d make sure of it.

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