You Love Me Right?

You love me right?

taehyung x reader 18+ only, minors dni themes: no real smut in this one, just bleak/dark, implied smut, yandere-ish, spooky, thriller, sad, spooky season♡ Spooky Season 2023♡

Your head is throbbing. As you groan and start to move you think you hear something.

Immediately, you stop moving. The stillness chills you. You venture to open your eyes, taking in the dilapidated place you seem to be in. The quiet is dense. Creaks coming from distant parts of the house as faint wind blows through the old wood.

You pull yourself up to sit and stare into the darkness.

There is a sound behind you and suddenly there is light and warmth at your back.

You turn around to see your boyfriend sitting in front of a fireplace. He’s hunched over with hands collapsed and elbows on his knees. The glow against his skin makes him look sexy and brooding though you can’t shake the unease that is growing. “We’ve had fun right?”

“What?”

He looks up. “You and I. You love me right?”

Your eyes widen and you stutter, caught off guard.

“I heard you. ‘I fucking love you’ ‘I want to stay by your side’ ‘Please make me yours’”

Despite the strange way he’s talking, you blush furiously. Some of the words he quoted were in the throws of passion as you were drunk on him. Others were when you thought him to be sleep. “Taehyung, I-I didn’t think you heard that.”

He smiles widely, genuinely as he comes next to you on the floor. “I love you too.”

His smile melts you for a moment. You want to kiss him but return to your senses as you look around, remembering your strange surroundings. “Where are we, by the way?”

He smiles again. “I thought I would have to come back here by myself. Another miserable decade alone and unseen.”

Your brows furrow.

“All the people that just wanted to fuck or go on a thousand dates. I thought nobody would become substantial by All Hallow’s Eve.”

“Why are you talking so weird? And were you dating other people??”

“We can be together now.” Taehyung’s eyes are wild as he gives you a big smile.

“T-Tae, explain what you mean. Please” your gentle pleading with falling tears finally coaxes coherent words from him.”

“I’ve been here so long.” He huffs a laugh with no hint of real humor.

“H-How long?” “Since 1980.”

You obviously didn’t want to believe him. It made no sense. Nothing about it could be true.

But…something told you it was. Maybe the way the hair on your arms stood on edge or the way his eyes seemed to drain of all life before only white covered them.

“You know I died right there? Right where you are is where I died alone. Lived alone, died alone and even in death there was no one waiting for me." He sighs. “My case went cold and this house was all I had, but look at it now,” he says in disgust. “Left to rot. It’s falling apart, but I put everything I had into this house. My collection probably ended up in some evidence locker if it had blood and some pawn shop otherwise.”

He starts to have warm angry tears running down his face. “I’ve had to sit here for decades looking at everything I worked for just fall apart.”

He took a deep breath as the white melts, his pupils visible again as warmth comes back to his eyes. “But I finally found you. Someone to lift this burden from me.”

He pushes himself up from the lone chair. The glint of a knife now catching your attention.

You stagger back. “T-Tae?”

He advances forward slowly. As you move backward, keeping an eye on the knife, you trip over a warped floorboard. “Aw baby no” he looks genuinely sad. “Don’t run now.”

He stares at you with sad eyes. “It said I could be human again. Just give my life for another before Halloween and it will be like I never left. Like I never lost a drop of blood on this floor.” You began to shake in fear at the implication but his next words seemed even worse. He stepped forward again with tears falling but a smile coming back to his face. “Then I found you. Why suffer another lonely existence when WE could be together forever? I’ll never be alone again.” He doesn’t stop moving toward you until you start to cough.

Once then twice until you're in a full coughing fit.

He tsks. “I thought that would be easier but you woke up too quick. I realized I didn’t give you enough. I don’t want you to suffer so let me do this for you. It will be quick this way.”

He holds your chin as you struggle to pull his hand off. You're trying desperately to take in a breath while being unable to cough. After the seconds of struggling that felt like hours he starts to move the blade but you shove at his face when your hand feel his chin. It staggers him enough to loose his grip on you.

You fall forward and gasp breaths but don’t feel much better. It is only then you see the blood pooling. In your strugle you hadn’t noticed in that last moment that he succeeded in cutting your throat. It wasn’t good enough to be quicker as you let the pain start to sink in.

He tries to come at you again but only succeeds in slashing the arm holding your throat. “Stop resisting, I thought you love me!” He exclaims as he stabs and stabs, puncturing anywhere he can reach. You kick him but he barely reacts, pushing your leg away.

The clock on the fireplace soon strikes midnight. As you fight for your life, he starts going transparent.

His further attempts to hurt you are in vain as the knife soon becomes unstable in his rapidly disappearing hands until it finally drops. It lands on you as you loose energy.

You look on in horror as you hold your neck and your insides burn. Though the pain everywhere is intense your eyes stay on him.

He smiles slightly. “You can still see me?”

You can’t answer as you continue to cough and bleed but he smiles wider as he can tell he is what your scared eyes are fixated on.

“Don't fear baby. If you can see me, it worked. Just let go and you'll be with me.”

As the dizziness starts to set in all you can see is Taehyung's smiling face.

You wake up again with eyes wide as saucers.

Taehyung is nowhere in sight so you creep slowly for a few steps before making a run for it. You get to the grass before feeling like you hit a wall. “I’m sorry baby but November means we’re sealed. Another year needs to pass before can leave.”

With those heavy words, you turn to see him in the doorway. He smiles as he turns around back into the house. Taehyung goes to pour a drink from the empty bottle into the dingy whiskey glass. He places a record down, placing the needle carefully. As he starts to dance to nothing, you can't help but watch with tears streaming down your face. He’s moving about as if his home is still how he left it. Somehow unable to grasp again that his home is a skeleton of what it used to be. Instead of the nostalgic stupor he’s enjoying, you're left with the image of him stepping over your lifeless body as he continues dancing to nothing.

“I hate you.” you cry. “I fucking hate you.”

He purses his lips pulling you in to hold you, as he still sways to nothing. “You don’t mean that. I’m all you've got.”