K-Pop one shots.

~I Always Get What I Want~ Finalle

Original request made by @KIMPOSSIBLE0123

"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" I yelled repeatedly with all the air in my lungs, hitting him with all of my strength.

"Stop fighting me! It's a waste of your strength and it won't get you anywhere." He said, trying to restrain me.

I didn't care. Strength or not, I was going to fight. Ive been here way too long. No matter what he does, he has to realize, I don't love him anymore. What ever disgusting, twisted, fantasy he has, it will never happen.

"Y/n. We have been doing this everyday. When will you realize, it's not going to get you anywhere?" He said finally restraining me, holding me tight in his arms.

"Let me go!"

"Calm down." He said softly.

I then stopped and rested my body. His tight grip then began to loosen on me and once it did, I pushed my self off of him. My first instinct was to kick him exactly where he deserved it. To his surprised, he fell down, crying out in pain. I took this opportunity to dash towards the back door. I've held off long enough. And now that the lock is off the door, now is my time.

As soon as my hand touched the door, I was being picked up off my feet. However, it was not Taehyung who had done so. Instead, it had been RM.

In a matter of seconds, I was being carried over to Taehyung who had been recovering as he stood up. I watched as he stood up and walked to me. He slowly caressed my face before tightly gripping my chin.

"Take her upstairs." He said through gritted teeth to RM while looking me in my eyes. I was then being carried upstairs and once in the room, RM gave me one look before sighing and closing the door before locking it.

Taehyung POV~

"She's loosing some weight."

"I thought so too. She barely eats."

"Taehyung... is this necessary? I mean... she doesn't want to be-"

"It's not about what she wants. She belongs here with me. I thought we agreed not to discuss this?"

"Sorry."

"I need you to go pick up an order for me. It should be ready by 7 tonight. I'll send you the details."

RM then nodded and left. Sighing, I sit down in a nearby seat. Why can't she see that I'm trying? I know I can't go back in time and fix everything. But I'm trying to make up for it.

Months later~

"Baby. Look what I got for you. When I saw it, I just knew it would look gorgeous on you." Taehyung said entering the room.

For a while now, he's been bringing back various gifts, thinking it would cheer me up. But no. He's a damn fool, still living in that idiot fantasy of his.

All I ever do anymore is cry. I can barely eat, barely sleep, and much less live. My life was stolen away from me and held captive. I gave up fighting. I didn't want to, but I was forced to or I would have to be subdued.

~Flashback

"STOP!!" Tae yelled at me.

Like every other day, we had been fighting. Or I had been fighting, per se. Like many others, this happened because he refused to keep his hands off me despite our fights and disputes concerning this previously. But what made this one so different was, I liked it. Not mentally, but my body... it's like it craved it.