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I love the way you write taehyung. Can you do a yandere tae soft fluff? It can even be 5 sentences 🤗😚
this is actually a little snippet from my future series. tw: slight implied yandere/possesive themes
Fiddling mindlessly with his cuff, Taehyung leaned back against the wall, eyes scanning the crowd before him with interest. They zeroed in on you. You. It was here he had met you for the first time. Then time and time again you would lure his attention, just to disappear into thin air.
Or so you thought.
Through his network of peers, he was easily able to find out everything he needed to know about you. But he wasn't one to rely on hearsay - he wanted to hear you.
You tripped over your feet, fingers sliding sensually up the neck of the champagne bottle, before tilting it up to your puckered lips. Lips that somehow painted a smile so slight that Taehyung could feel himself getting riled under your tempting gaze.
Your eyes locked with his, and just like that - the spark vanished, replaced with a soft knowing. He would never admit just how much he adored you. He was well aware you didn't feel the same. Aware you didn't know how strongly he felt for you either. A part of him wondered. If I told you the truth, would you run?
"Taehyung" Your lips formed over his name, a sound so sweet that Taehyung was practically addicted. The slur in your tone could not go unnoticed. Your left hand trailed up his chest, upon it a large diamond ring twinkled against the dim chandelier lights. Every time he would see it, his heart would race.
You were his. But you didn't know that he wanted it all along. You didn't know how much he pined for you. Day after day, implanting the idea deep into Namjoon's mind. Building on it for years, until Namjoon himself suggested your communion. Taehyung was to be your savior. He was to be your escape.
Your life depended on it.
"You're drunk" He regarded you dryly, amused at your dizzy enchantments.
"Taeeeeehyunggggg" You took another swig of the bottle, falling into his arms. "How is my beautiful, fiancee"
"Hm" Taehyung kissed your forehead, eyes dashing up at the array of onlookers. He faked a smile before twisting your jaw towards him. Your inebriation had taken you hostage. He knew you weren't going to remember a thing. "Let's get you home" Hands cipping over the ridges of your hips, he led you out of the ballroom. Fingers tracing the delicate detailing of your dress.
Pulling you into the limo, he sheltered you from the onslaught of camera flashes, flickering snaps like lightening against the crisp, clear night. He followed you into the leather-clad vehicle.
You leaned your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as he traced your face. His ring-clad finger falling over your eyelids, sending you into a trance.