"𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄" - 𝐊𝐓𝐇

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 - 18

18:30

Taehyung's POV:

After ensuring she ate something, I instructed her to put on a jacket before we set out in my black Bugatti Centodieci. As I navigated the vehicle, I was the only one who knew our destination, keeping the information to myself for now

The car ride was mostly quiet, the only sounds being the engine's hum and the occasional crunch of gravel under the tires. I remained focused on the road, but occasionally my gaze would flicker over to her, studying her expression quietly

After a while, the car came to a stop in front of an old, abandoned building. It was secluded and had a foreboding aura about it. I turned off the engine and turned to look at her. I unbuckled my seatbelt and shifted in the seat, fully facing her now. There was a serious expression on my face, my usual smirk replaced with a stoic look.

"W-where are w-we.." she stuttered

"We're at an abandoned training facility. It's a private place where I can teach you some skills without any interruptions" I replied in a calm yet firm tone and she gulped nervously

"Don't be scared, doll. I won't let anything happen to you, alright? Trust me"

"I trust you.."

I got out of the car and walked around to her side, opening the door for her. I held out my hand, offering to help her out of the vehicle. Once she were out of the car, I led her towards the entrance of the abandoned facility. The door creaked loudly as it swung open, revealing a dimly lit interior. I gestured for her to follow me inside. Once she were inside, I flicked on the lights, revealing a large room that was clearly used for training purposes. There were various targets set up along the walls, and a table in the corner held an assortment of weapons. I heard her saying, "The building looks good inside.. but it looks abandoned from outside" I chuckled at her observation as I replied,

"That's the point, doll. It's supposed to look like an abandoned building from the outside, so no one suspicious comes in. But the inside is quite well-maintained"

I walked towards the table, my footsteps echoing in the empty space. I picked up a gun from the table and looked at it thoughtfully before turning back to her

She gasped and asked, "A-are you gonna k-kill me?!" I raised an eyebrow at her sudden outburst. I realized that I probably scared her by picking up the gun

"What? No doll.. Relax, I'm not going to kill you. I'm just going to teach you how to use this"

I held up the gun, spinning it around between my fingers with ease. I seemed fully in control and confident with the weapon in my hands.

"Whoa-" I couldn't help but smirk a bit at her reaction. I noticed her awe at me handling of the gun

"Impressed, doll?" I whispered

I continued to spin the gun around, my fingers moving deftly. It was clear to her that I was very familiar with firearms, and I knew exactly how to handle them. I continued to toy with the gun, as I spoke,

"I'm pretty skilled with weapons, doll.. It comes with the territory, y'know?"

I stopped toying with the gun as I stepped closer to her, the gun still in my hand. I held it casually, pointing it at the nearest target as I spoke,

"It takes a lot of skill and control to handle a gun like this. And that's what I'm going to teach you today. It's a necessary skill to have in my line of work"

"Now, doll, I'm going to demonstrate something. Watch closely." I spoke in a firm tone

I pointed the gun at one of the targets on the wall. My grip was firm, and my stance was steady. In one smooth motion, I pulled the trigger, sending a bullet flying towards the target and hitting the center bulls-eye with precision. She flinched so hard at the sudden loud noise of gunshot

I set the gun back down on the table and walked closer to her, my footsteps echoing in the empty space

"Don't be scared. I'll be teaching you step by step how to use a gun properly. And remember, I'll be here to guide you, doll. I won't let anything happen to you, alright?"

"Okay Taehyung.." I smiled, I liked it when she called me by my name..

"Good girl. Now, let's get started with your training"

I began by showing her how to hold the gun properly, guiding her hands into the correct position and making sure her grip was firm. I explained the basics of aiming and trigger control, my voice was calm and steady. I demonstrated how to maintain a stable stance and explained the importance of breathing properly while aiming to reduce the chances of missing the target. My movements were precise and confident, my years of experience shining through as I taught her the fundamentals.

"You're so expert in this.." she exclaimed, I chuckled

"I've been handling guns for a long time, doll. It's second nature to me. But don't worry, I'll make sure you become skilled too." a hint of pride in my voice

I was good at what I did, and I knew it.

"But why are you teaching me this?" She asked and I paused for a moment, my expression becoming a bit more serious. I knew this question would come up eventually

"I'm teaching you this because it's important for you to protect yourself, doll. In my line of work, danger is always lurking, and you need to be able to defend yourself if necessary. I have good intentions doll, trust me.."

"Ah okay.." I nodded and picked up the gun again and held it out towards her, "Now, it's your turn to try. I'll guide you through the process"

I stepped behind her, my body was close to hers, I gently adjusted her stance and guided her hands into the correct position. My touch was firm yet gentle, and my voice was calm as I instructed her, "Deep breath in. And aim at the target."

I instructed her to squeeze the trigger when she were ready. I was standing right behind her, my presence was steady and reassuring as she prepared to take the shot. I observed as she gulped while pulling the trigger and missed the target. I had expected this, knowing it was her first time handling a gun

"Don't worry, doll. That was your first try. It takes a bit of practice to get it right"

I continued guiding her, adjusting her stance and grip as needed. I gently corrected her aim and reminded her to take deep, steady breaths before pulling the trigger. But she failed everytime she tried, "Ah I can't do this!!" She said in a frustrated tone. My expression remaining calm and patient. I could sense her frustration growing, but I remained firm and calm, as I spoke,

"Don't be discouraged, doll. Don't give up. Remember, it's okay to make mistakes. Focus on your aim, take deep breaths, and pull the trigger when you're ready. It's completely normal to struggle at first. You're learning something new, and it takes time to master it. Every expert was a beginner once"

She nodded and I smiled, watching as her determination renewed. I was pleasantly surprised that my words had such a positive effect on her. But still she failed.

Suddenly I got an idea, I chuckled to myself as an unexpected and risky plan formed in my mind. I decided to become the target for her practice, hoping that this idea would work

"Doll"

I said and I stepped in front of the target board, positioning myself between her and the target. I smirked slightly, my gaze was fixed on her

"Shoot at me."