The Dark Prince's Love

CHAPTER-15

Last night had passed by in a blur, I was too excited to meet Taehyung today.

"Guys, I think we have taken the wrong route." I informed Jin and Joonie who were walking a few steps ahead of me, hand in hand.

"Just follow us." Jin said and then he continued retelling Joonie about how he was the only one to have brewed the draught of the living death perfectly. Joonie, being the whipped lover he was, hung on to every word that came out of Jin's mouth as if it was the word of god, his eyes looking at Jin as if he hung the moon in the sky.

We kept walking for quite some time till we reached our destination. To my horror, it was the shrieking shack. I would gladly take over the nose less bastard any day than entering that creaky, old shack which looked like it would crumble on itself.

The place was once considered haunted, so haunted that not even the hogwart's ghosts wanted to enter it. Though it had been cleared after the battle of Hogwarts that the place was not haunted but was the place where Remus Lupin, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix and a former professor of defence against the dark arts at Hogwarts used to stay there during full moon night. The screams were a result of his pain during the transformation, the rumours had been fueled by professor Dumbledore as a way to prevent any curious wizard or witch from entering the place and ending up dead at the hands of Lupin who at that time would have been out of control.

But still the place gave me the creeps. I never liked it, the place was too dark, too cold and too eerie for my liking, it gave 'bad vibes' as the muggles would like to call it.

"Why are we here? Jin, Joonie, we were going to Hogsmeade, were we not? Why are we here?" I was terrified beyond belief, the blood in my veins was frozen, I could not bring myself to move.

"Hogsmeade was not an appropriate meeting point Y/N, people could see you and tae together, it would have caused problems. That is why Yoongi decided that we meet at the shrieking shack.

I swallowed around the lump in my throat and hesitantly took a step towards the shack. I could hear the pumping of my blood in my ears, Jin and Joonie had already entered and were climbing up the stairs, slowly making my way inside, the desire to tae winning over my fear.

The steps of the narrow old wooden staircase creaked under my feet, I was scared they might fall apart while I was standing on them but thankfully I made my way to the room upstairs.

The room consisted of a piano, several keys of which were missing, some scattered on the floor of the room which was covered in years of dust and dirt.

Before I could observe the room further, I was pulled by two arms around my waist, my face pressed against a firm chest, the familiar scent of vanilla engulfed me as I relaxed in the embrace of my lover. I felt like butter melting against a hot pan, bad analogy but you get the meaning.

"Are you okay?" he asked pulling away from the hug, his eyes were looking at me full of concern, his warm hands cupped my face and in that moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss him so I did just that, I moved forward, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down for a hot, searing kiss, his hands moved to rest on my lower back, pulling me closer, we were lost in the feeling of each other when the sound of someone clearing their throat broke our moment, though we pulled away, we still held each other close.

"How is my favourite mosquito?" Jimin said, walking up to me, a smug grin plastered over his face.

"How do you even manage to pull shit like this?" I asked Jimin, who looked thoroughly amused.

"A mastermind never reveals their secrets." Jimin said, a smirk still plastered on his face.

"Come on give them some privacy." Hobi said, walking out of the room, up the stairs, followed by the rest of our friends, I assume they entered a different room if the sound of a door closing is anything to go by. Before I knew it, Taehyung lifted me bridal style and walked to the makeshift bed in the corner. He sat down, setting me sideways on his lap so that we were able to face each other comfortably, his left arm was wrapped around my waist while the other rested on my thigh. One of my arms was wrapped around his neck while the other hand rested on his chest.