Previously on "Metanoia"~
"Prince Yoongi?!"
Y/N's POV
There are times the longing to see you overwhelms and I feel angry. Anger masks sadness, so that makes sense. There is only so much sadness of separation we can take, right? Well, that's how I feel.
Prince Yoongi's warm chocolate orbs met my own anxious ones and I felt as if all the air vanished from my lungs leaving me breathless and shocked.
His gorgeous orbs gazed at me with an unreadable expression. They pierced through my soul making me shudder involuntarily. A gentle caress of wind made some of the wild strands of my hair fall on my face creating a temporary curtain between mine and his eyes. I could feel his intense gaze on my face, a mere graze of his fingertips against my cheek made my heart pound loudly inside my chest.
With a feathery touch he slowly tucked the wild strands behind my flushed ears making his breath fan across my heated skin. I wanted to feel his lips against my plush ones. And I knew he wanted exactly the same but he was holding himself back. There was something in his eyes that I couldn't quite put my finger on. His eyes never left my face as if it was the last time he would ever be able to see me, his manly arms held me with so much delicacy as if he was sure that it was the last time he would ever hold me close to him.
"P-Prince Yoongi?!" I squeaked out as the the tension in the air was way to thick. Hearing my words a frown formed on his features and his eyes narrowed in disagreement.
"What happened to Yoongu?" His raspy voice broke the silence as his lips turned into a tiny pout. I couldn't stop myself from melting into a puddle of mush when my eyes took in the view of his pouty lips and glassy eyes.
"I-I thought maybe you didn't like it?" I voiced out in a soft tone while looking at him with a tender gaze. He huffed at my words making his cheeks puff out adorably.
"Who told you I didn't like it, huh? You're not allowed to call me anything else than Yoongu~ I won't accept any other name!" He again spoke in a pout making my heart burst into several uwu's at his actions.
I couldn't control it. I couldn't control the urge to peck his puffy cheeks and pouty lips, so I did what my heart wanted. Leaning forward I softly kissed the soft expanse of the porcelain skin of his cheek making his shoulders tense....but I didn't stop there.
Gently cupping his cheeks and turning his face in my direction, I looked into his eyes for a good second silently asking for permission. A small nod of approval from him and my lips tenderly pressed against his rosy ones in a chaste kiss while my fingers found their way into his silky locks pulling him as much as close to me. His manly arms pulled my soft form flushed against his muscular one.
Both of us held onto each other as if our lives depended on it. The soothing feeling of warmth and ecstasy that flowed through my body while being in the arms of my mate was inexplicable! None of us could get enough of each other.
Soon our breaths shortened leaving us panting, being equally breathless we broke the kiss and looked into each others gorgeously glowing eyes.
"God~ I missed you so much! I missed this so much!" He voiced out in a low yet soft tone.
"Y/N~" I hummed at the sound of his deep voice. " There's not much time left. With every passing day his powers our growing strong. The destruction has begun...the plague has started and it is spreading...sucking the life out of every living organism..Erebus is slowly coming into his true form...up till now he was just a shadow...an invisible force whose presence could only be felt but not seen, but now he is taking the innocent lives to recreate his physical body... draining their lives to become invincible....I know it's hard, I know how much toll you are taking on yourself....but you need to find that flower quickly.....the water of that rose has the power to rejuvenate. It has the power to stop the plague! Please Y/N........ The people are dying...and I-I don't know w-what to do? N-none of us k-know what t-to d-do?.....p-please! H-he w-wants death! We've heard him! H-his repulsive thoughts~ A-and he's gonna succeed if you don't find that flower! Y/N please.....p-please save them! We made a grave mistake by shutting out our people once....not again...p-please..... I-I want to help them b-but I-"
I pulled Yoongi into a tight embrace swiftly cutting his painfull words. The sound of his choked sobs and hiccups shattered my heart. My own vision became blurry as tears clouded my vision making me bite my lip to prevent myself from breaking down in front of him.
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Metanoia | BTS ff (werewolf au) [Under Editing]
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