Prince of RAVENTHORE |•KTH•|

15. First Spark

Author's warning: Hide ur cheeks while reading. Take a pillow to hug.
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The pair of those beautiful yet red rimmed teared eyes had Taehyung frozen. It wasn't the tears but the hint of vulnerability when they looked at him, stirred a dull ache inside him.

He certainly felt her weight going limp against his body and without his knowing his arm was already holding her waist so firmly against himself as if it was always supposed to be there.

Taehyung's orbs were unfocused for a bare moment.

Suddenly a raindrop fell over him and realization hit him when he felt his arm wrapped around her waist. Taehyung's jaw tightened.

His gaze traveled down on Y/N who was unconscious against him. One action of him to pull his arm away and her body would be falling down on the ground.

It was so abrupt that Taehyung felt his fingers burning, his whole arm was burning as he was holding her. Something was itching and scratching inside him, he desperately wanted to pull his arm away, to let go of her ,but every nerve of his was fighting against his will. Something deep within him was thrashing, burning as if put on fire.

Taehyung's face hardens, the wrath of coldness taking over his dark orbs. In the moment Taehyung didn't realize how hard he was holding---no he wasn't holding, he was gripping her waist tightly. His fingers are squeezing her.

Taehyung closed his eyes for a bare moment with his jaws taut. The strong and dull ache which itched him, which pulled something deep within him vanished just like it came.

Taehyung opened his eyes, his orbs unfathomable to read. His grip loosened around her waist slowly but didn't let her go. His touch traveled up to her shoulders as Taehyung held them with both his hands, slightly pulling her away from him.

Y/N's head falls back, her eyes shut, lips pressed together, her color has gone pale, the span of her smooth unmarked neck was bare for the cold breeze to caress it.

"Princess Y/N!!!"

Roughness. Taehyung's voice was octave deep and rough when he called her. Only if Y/N was awake and would hear it, had she felt scared hearing her name called in this way.

There was of course no response from the Princess. Taehyung glanced down at Y/N with an unfathomable gaze. He was about to call her again and shake her but suddenly there was rustling of leaves around them.

It was not loud but Taehyung heard it. From his peripheral vision he saw the wild bushes shaking.

Taehyung's senses alerted immediately. While pulling Y/N closer to him, his orbs look up with his head still lowered. The look was definitely dangerous. There was no strong wind, the bushes and tree leaves on their left side didn't shake, they didn't move much.

Again, a subtle rusting of leaves was there. As if someone was stepping on them so carefully.

Someone else is here. Someone is definitely there around them, watching them. Taehyung's sharp orbs examine their oddly calm and quiet surroundings. Out of sheer protectiveness his left arm traveled back to Y/n's waist before wrapping around her pulling her closer, while his right arm wrapped around her shoulders.

Her head rests against his chest and
Y/N is completely and safely engulfed in his muscled arms.

Taehyung's warrior senses can't be wrong. He can feel it in his muscles, someone is watching them. The surroundings were a little dark and dense so he was so alert to hear any movement, a single movement was enough for him.