"She's not yours to have." Taehyung sneers at him.
"Yours. Mine. Ours." Jungkook shrugs as he fixes her hair tie on his wrist.
Taehyung's eyes stare at the tie in his possession before glaring at him.
"Either way, we both know I'm not going anywh...
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After lunch, the coven gathers in the living room. It seems like second nature to them to do so and Genesis follows along. Her presence in the room is short lived though.
Taehyung pulls Rafaela into his lap on the recliner and Genesis is forced to sit on the couch next to them with Yoongi. It's the only available seat. As they watch TV, she hears the quiet giggles and deep whispering of the pair.
It's impossible not to. Her heart begins to feel like it's being pulled out of her chest again and her breathing shallows. It's a sudden onset of symptoms as her eyes water. Yoongi being the closest to her, notices first.
The second that he turns to check on her, she gets up from the couch and jogs up the stairs. Yoongi sees Taehyung and Rafaela's positioning and turns his attention back to the television. There's no point in saying anything to him at the moment. He's not going to listen.
Maybe when he feels the dampening of power from rejecting her, will he understand. Maybe that will prompt him to bond with her.
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When dinner time comes around, Genesis comes down to eat and goes right back to her room. She's starting to get a headache and it's throbbing against her skull.
She gets under the blankets and lays down. From the pain in her chest and the one in her head, her eyes well with tears. She closes her eyes and wills herself to sleep. It always helps with headaches when she has no ibuprofen or Tylenol.
It takes several minutes but she finally dozes off successfully with a thump in her temple.
Genesis overlooks the balcony of the grand penthouse with a glass of wine in her hand. In a silk burgundy robe, she admires the view of the city below her. The wind blows against her legs and up the material of the robe.
"Well, aren't you a temptress in a tight robe?"
She turns around to see Jungkook in a black slacks and a white button up. The top two buttons are undone and his bangs are trimmed nicely and splayed onto his forehead.
"Get in here. It's cold out there." He gestures back into the house and she walks her bare feet into the home.
"It's not too bad. It's just a little breeze."
"Of course you'd say that. How many glasses of wine have you had?" He takes the cup from her hand and she looks at him playfully.
"Not very many. Just four."
"Oh, so enough to knock your lightweight ass out. The legal drinking age is 25, you know?"
