Dark BTS One-shots

Obsession [J.HS FT. K.NJ]

Hi my sapphires! I am back after a week lol. I went to school today after a month, but then after coming back from school it was announced that there will be a small vacation till 12 June due to heat waves.

So, here I am!

Let's start with the story itself. I am already a week late so it might be possible for less approach as this is Namjoon and Jhope oneshot.

NOTE: THE CHARACTERS DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEHAVIOUR AS OF REAL LIFE. THE CHARACTERS WHICH ARE ADDED HAVE BEEN MADE AS DARK, BUT THAT IS JUST FOR THE SAKE OF FICTION.

THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY WITH MORAL, SO TAKE IT AS A FICTION.

BTW, Enjoy.
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Y/N'S POV

"Stand up," he commanded, his voice a cold roar in my ears.

I cried, already in tears and a vulnerable mess.

I stood up, not wanting to anger him further. I had already faced his wrath when I was forced to come here before.

"Come closer, my beautiful angel." he said, his tone turning sweeter and his expression softening. A smile played on his features as he gestured for me to approach with his index and middle fingers.

With no other choice, I stepped forward and stood in front of him. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I'm feeling generous today, so... why not indulge me with a lap dance?" he declared, sending a chill through my veins.

"H-Hoseok, I c-can't-" I began to say, but was abruptly cut off by his angry yell.

"ARGH NOOO! Don't argue." His voice turned cold again, bringing new tears to my eyes.

"I-I don't know h-how to...please spare me today," I sobbed, my frustration with him evident.

"I don't want to listen to anything today. You never agreed to give me a kiss. At least a dance-" he said, his tone trailing off as he started to rise from his chair, but he abruptly halted his actions as the door swung open.

"So, I bought the vegetables you told me to. And yeah, I damaged your car, no biggie. I told you already," Namjoon said casually as he rummaged through his polythene bag, confirming that the vegetables were indeed there.

Hoseok let out a sigh, standing up and walking over to Namjoon. "That was expected," he began, taking the polythene bag then walked away. "I knew you would break the car. But it was of no use to me, that's why I let you drive it." he added before leaving the room.

Now, it was just me and him, Kim Namjoon. I started trembling as he began to step closer to me.

"How's my pretty girl doing?" he questioned, backhugging me as I trembled due to our close proximity.

"G-Good...please leave me..." I managed to say, though my words didn't match my tone. My voice broke due to fear as I tried to remove his arms from around me.

"I told you never to remove my arms, didn't I?" His tone dropped several octaves lower. "You should be grateful that I am a lot kinder than Hoseok. That guy has a lot of duality. Sometimes, I also get confused about which personality he is faking." He chuckled, but it didn't bring me any sense of comfort.