Taehyung POV
I study the mirror hanging over the television for what seemed like the hundredth time.
There is something wrong with it, but he couldn't place my finger on what it is.
"Still trying to figure out what is wrong with that mirror?" Jimin says standing by my side, I just nod.
The mirror and its partner in the bedroom emanated a strange aura that only we could see.
I have been trying to figure out what the feeling the mirrors caused could be.
It's almost like we are being watched, but that is impossible.
Learning early on that people can't see our presence, even in mirrors or any other items used to detect supernatural beings, I don't question that these ones could be any different.
Although Y/N's behavior has become odd over the past few days, I noticed.
When she would cuddle up on the couch with the dog, me or one of the guys would lay next to her as we have done over the previous months and watch whatever was playing on the television.
Sometimes she would play with her little handheld device, which I later learned is called a telephone through commercials.
It was only since the men came and installed the mirrors that her behavior became different.
She is shyer and more reserved though she loosened back up recently.
She also kept glancing at those mirrors, yet she tries to pretend she isn't.
I shake my head and turn when she walks into the living room carrying a box and a glass of wine.
Y/N places both items on the coffee table and picked up a pair of scissors which have been resting there.
Cutting open the box, a grin spread across her face as she lifted the flaps of cardboard.
"What do you tin that is?" Hobi hyung asks, his interest is peaked as it is for all of us.
"Maybe she got more stuff for Chewie" Jin hyung chimes in as we all get comfortable around her.
"No, Hyung. The box seems too small. and long?" Jungkook says tilting his head in confusion.
"We're going to have fun tonight."Y/N happily says, pulling a long thin box out of the brown cardboard shipping container.
It was black and had no lettering on the outside.
I scoot closer to her, looking at the package with interest.
"It's odd that the carton doesn't have any outward pictures on it." Namjoon points out, hmm... it is odd.
Y/N opens the black box, pulling out something long and wrapped in a velvet bag, a power cord, and directions.
Placing the latter things aside, she opens the velvet bag and removed something I can only describe as phallic in nature.
The device was about six inches long.
One end came to a soft mushroom capped point, and the other end had several buttons on the top.
Y/N takes a sip of the wine and, with her free hand, swipes her thumb over one of the buttons.
"I shall call you Armando." She eyes the thing with a sultry glance as she places an odd accent on the name.
My eyes widened, and my mouth drops open in astonishment when the thing in her hand begins to vibrate.
Some of the guys gasp while others murmur something I don't quite understand.
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Monsters In My Bed. (OT7- Demons)
FanfictionY/N is hiding from a stalking ex that just won't leave her alone. As a last resort, she goes to an old home owned by her family, a home she grew up in. The big house secluded enough from town is the perfect place for her and her dog to hide, only th...
