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Maknae reaction to when they find out s/o is equally obsessed with them.

TW! Mentions of stalking, kidnapping, murder, implied smut

This is a work of fiction and in no way represents the actual people involved. 

Park Jimin 

It was love at first sight. 

Love was in the air and you were there. Just standing there so innocently, twirling your hair in one finger and biting the nail polish off the other. He remembered how a sense of euphoria just erupted as his big brown eyes traced off your delicate figure, how his heart was beating so hard with a sudden sense of longing. 

He knew then what he knew now, you were meant to be his. And even now, as he observed the pictures on the walls, the paintings, the articles of clothing and more spread through and about the attic walls, floor, and ceiling like an altar dedicated to him and him alone, he knew you were his. Apparently, though, he was just as much yours as well. 

Tracing a finger alongside the carefully placed photo of the two of you together hung on the wall, he felt that feeling again; longing. 

“When I told you I wasn’t scared of you, I meant it.” 

Your soft voice chimed in, sending a shiver to run up his spine. His puffy lips stuck out into a pout, large angelic eyes softening as he turned to face you, taking notice as you twirled your hair nervously in one finger and ever so lightly biting your nails on the other. Wrinkles of worry adorned the face he spent nights picturing and fantasizing about. 

Making his way towards you, each step so soft you would not have noticed them if you weren’t looking at him, Jimin brought his hand to cup your face. 

The warmth that spread across your cold cheek made you lean into his touch as he held you like his most prized possession. 

“I’m all yours…”

Kim Taehyung

The throbbing at the back of his head just wouldn’t go away. Neither would the mental image of you knocking him out with a crowbar after he found your secret folder on your computer labeled “T”. If he knew you carried such a nasty hit he would have probably bothered being much more careful about snooping around then maybe he wouldn’t be chained up in your basement like some sort of animal.                          

However, he won’t lie about the thrill that shot its way through his spine as he found out about his situation. As he noticed that despite being chained to a wall, you still took it upon yourself to pamper him and bandage the wound left on his head, dressing him in fine silk so his skin wouldn’t bruise against the cold rusted metal of the chains. You hit him yet you still babied him. In a sense, it felt ironic. That it was him going through this instead of the other way around. 

His head snapped up and towards the door opening, revealing your figure standing in the middle of the entrance, tray of freshly cooked food on hand while  a warm smile spread across your lips at the sight of him patiently waiting for you like a good boy. 

“Morning, sleep head. Had a good rest?” 

“Hmm.. maybe if I wasn’t chained up I could say yes.” 

Cooing softly at his small pout, you made your way towards him placing the tray by his feet.  Kneeling down, you watched as he reached for the tray, observing its contents. 

He knew you were waiting for a reaction from him. A sign of him being displeased, ready for him to explode and demand for his freedom. No, instead he will eat the food you so kindly made for him and he will have a shit eating grin on his face as he enjoyed the love you poured into your cooking. 

“So, what now, Love?”

Jeon Jungkook

If he wasn’t in love before, he sure as hell was now. 

As he watched the blood drip from your hands, knife in hand as that bitch that dared come between you two laid motionless on the ground. You are standing above her, yet, you never once looked at her. How could you? After all, you were too caught up looking at him as he just stared into your eyes with such love and adoration. As if his whole world was displayed before him. 

And it was, for you were his whole word and more. 

“Jungkook…?” 

With a lick of his lips, he approached you, not caring if he was stepping on the blood of some girl he never bothered learning the name of, not caring if you were covered in her blood. He just wanted to feel you, have you against him, to be one with you. 

His sudden advance made you drop the knife as you felt his lips crash into yours, nipping and biting your lips as his teeth clashed against yours. Hungerly devouring your whimpers, his hands gripping your hips, pressing himself flush against you. 

This reaction was not one you anticipated, you expected him to be scared. To scream! In fact, you were ready to give him a speech to redeem the situation but this… well you can’t complain about this now can you? 

Not when his hand has you firmly in place as his hips grind and press against your own, lips bruising and claiming your lips like you were his last meal on earth. 

If anything this outcome was better. 

For the both of you.

Hyung Ver.

Updated: 11/10/22