"Indeed you are the one" he hummed while tapping his left foot. He swing by his heels and come to your back.
You're exhausted, your fingers hurting, they feel like come off from playing piano.You're breathing heavy, the sweat beats falling then forming again.
You licked your dried lips.
"That's enough, the master piece." He squeezed your shoulder. You stopped playing, the keys gave out a shuttering sound when you're hands fall on alond with your head. You're tired from playing the piano for few hours.
He pulled your exhausted form by his left hand. Sitting beside you, he pulled your head on his shoulder.
"You're the one. You prove it everyday, every minute and seconds" he get closer to your lips. "You're the one. My one and only" he connected his lips on your's.
You gasped, he moved his lips on yours, sucking your lower lips with passion, the hunger is evident in his movement of his lips. He pulled your waist and made you sit on his lap. His groan, when you're weight pressed on his crotch.
His hands wrapped your waist making your weight press on his crotch more. He moaned in kiss.
"Can't wait to fuck you" he said while lifting your figure and walked toward your shared room.
Min yoongi. The famous musician, known worldwide. That's the only reason, your parents married you off to him, even though he is about fifteen years older than you and you're fresh and graduated from high school.
You have this passion in music. Because, you're from a wealthy and traditional family. Your family okey with learning piano but, not okey with you pursuing this as a carrier.
You're frustrated about it. But, can't do anything else. You accepted your fate.
One last time. Just one last time, You thought and played piano at school annual function, presenting your soul with it. That's the mistake. Yoongi were a guest of function. He impressed by your talent.
He asked your parents to marriage. They accepted. Actually they happy because, their useless daughter brought a fortune to their family.
You're against it. You don't want marry at young age. more than that, marrying someone with large agegap is nightmare to you.
You spoke to him.
"Please. Mr.min can't you understand?" You begged to him, telling your passion. Your love with playing piano and music.
"You have same passion as me. Marry me, I will make your soul dance with rhyme" he promised he will let you play piano, after marriage.
You know, your family can't let you pursue your dream. So, you accepted his deal.
As he promised, after marriage he did enrolled you in Seoul University music department. You didn't care anything anymore because, you thought, you dream going to came true.
But.
Aside from higher studies, you have to play piano for whole night. Yoongi made you. You endured at first but, you begin scared about piano.
The fear of piano begin to grow as fear of music. Hours of forced play piano untill you exhausted. Sometimes you even lost your consciousness.
In the end of few months, you begged him to stop. You discontinued your studies, and Abandoned your dreams. But, his passion toward music and you.
"Please" you begged in his arms.
"I'm not even started kitten" he smirked while laying you on bed. He kissed your skin, while hovering you.
"I'm tired" your voice came out as mumble. You fingers trembling along with your body.
"I will be quick" he undressed you quick and he hovered you again naked.
He licked his lips starring at your little figure under him.
The purple marks made by him. His finger marks still healing at your waist.
He nosed at your collarbone. Nippling the skin, making another mark.
You whimpered, your voice is low. You're too tired to let out any noise.
He let in his finger inside your cunt. You whimpered again.
"Still tight" he murmured.
He thrust his fingers inside you. His lips travelled to your breast. Sucking the your nipples, the milk oosed out from it. The another breast ached. You teared with memories of new born.
"You are monster" you tears came more while your body trembled.
"I'm" he didn't mind much of your cruses and drinks the milk with hum.
"He is your son" your stomach felt knots forming.
"Yes" he bite your nipple. Your screeched, he massaged another breast, milk flowed from it. He went to it, and licked the flowed milk then begin to suck it.
"You should have loved him"
You could not still forget the way he killed the new born with his own hand, front of your eyes.
"I would be, If you love me" you could never love him.
You told him to stop the marriage at first. But, he did not.
Atleast, he should not have tortured you the way he do now. The pain of hating, and scared of the thing, which you loved the most.
He didn't let you live or die. But, killed the life which you beard for ten months. You would have be killed yourself but, the life inside you!. You endured everything for that little thing, you expected. You excited. You loved. You waited.
When you get to hold the little boy, the felt like you can endure every hardships only for him.
But, everything shuttered. Once, yoongi throwed the newborn at the floor with anger, only to fuck you. He fucked you untill your water broke before but, now he dared to kill a innocent thing.
You cried along with the newborn. He didn't stop, untill the both of you stop crying. The newborn died, and you lost your consciousness.
The knot in your stomach broke, while he licked last drop of milk.
It's just a month, the newborn lived in this world. And it's another week the newborn gone from this world.
Your head pounded hard, you felt dizzy.
"You look just fine" he said as he stroked himself before, he slide his dick inside.
"Fuck" you crused cause of pain mixed with pleasure. You hate to feel pleasure by him but, your body love to get orgasms.
"After all this progress, you are still tight" he groaned going deep inside you.
"You fucker" you crused under your breath as controlling your moan.
"Why so long face, we can make more babies together" he chuckled as going deeper in you and faster.
"You will them too." You do not want to repeat the misery again.
"I won't, If you love me or hate them" he told as taking your thighs on his shoulder.
"I can't love you" you screamed while he hit your G-spot.
"You don't have choose. Love me or not, you tied with me." His breath hitched as his thrust getting sloppy. "Either you love me or our children death" he groaned. "Don't forget. If our died, that's because of you"
"No" you cried while your reaching your end.
"It was" he cummed inside deep in your womb, You cummed next.
He fall beside you, catching his breath. You felt whole head pound, you could not open your eyes. You feel like falling even though, you laying on bed.
"Don't forget. You're my passion. If you love anything more than me, I will take them away from me." He whispered in your ears between his breathing.
"Don't" you plead.
"Then love me".
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Fanfiction"Fear make blood sweet" BTS yandere oneshot collection. Requests are welcome. The content will get more darker in upcoming chapters. Will be update Whenever, I want. PS.I respect BTS members and love them all. The book is just imagination. The c...
