"𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄" - 𝐊𝐓𝐇

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 - 19

Y/N's POV:

"Shoot at me." He said

"Huh? What?!!"

"I said shoot at me doll.. I'm your target now." His tone was calm and steady

Is he crazy??

"No- I'm not gonna do that- I can't do this!!!"

"I said do it. Shoot at me." his expression turning serious as he maintained his position in front of the target board

I gulped and targeted my gun at him with my trembling hands, I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. Taehyung stood still, his eyes watching me closely, observant of my trembling hands and closed eyes. He could sense my tension and nervousness, but he didn't move or say anything waiting for me to take the shot. "God please save him.." I mumbled and pulled the trigger while my eyes were shut, I screamed as I heard the loud gunshot.

Silence

The atmosphere became silent

I couldn't hear anything around me, I can't understand what's happening around me

I was still shutting my eyes and my body was trembling so much.. I fell on the ground, crying silently

"D-did I just killed h-him?.." I questioned myself

But suddenly I felt someone quickly knelt down beside me, concern etched on his face as he saw me fall to the ground, my body shaking, eyes shut, and tears streaming down my face

"Doll, open your eyes. I'm here, I'm okay.."

He reached out and gently touched my shoulder, trying to coax me to look at him and realize that he was alright, I slowly opened my eyes and saw him..

"A-are you really o-okay taehyung?.." I asked as I touched his left cheek, He smiled softly, his expression filled with reassurance and warmth. He leaned into my touch as my fingers grazed his cheeks as he replied, "Of course doll.. I'm fine. You didn't hit me. I moved out of the way just in time"

I didn't know that Taehyung had swiftly moved out of the way just in time before I fired the gun. He showed me that the bullet hit the target board center with perfect accuracy, a slight smirk tugged at the corners of his lips,

"Well look at that, doll. You did it" His voice held a hint of pride and satisfaction, despite the unconventional method he had employed

"But it was scary as fuck" I exclaimed and Taehyung couldn't help but laugh at my reaction, He knelt down beside me, his expression a mix of affection and amusement, "I know it was scary, doll. But you did great. You hit the target perfectly, just like I knew you could.."

"Lemme try it again" I said confidently

He smiled, pleased that I was starting to gain more confidence. He moved out of the way, giving me a clear path to the target board. His eyes watched me intently, his presence steady and reassuring behind me. I kissed at the gun first and played with the gun for a moment and pulled the trigger and again I hit the target board perfectly

He chuckled as he watched me kiss the gun and play with it, He smirked as I pulled the trigger and perfectly hit the target board again

"Damn, doll. You're a natural at this. I should have been your target more often.."

"Yah shut the fuck up" I said and I pointed the gun at my head. His eyes widened in surprise and concern as he saw me point the gun at my own head. In an instant, he quickly moved towards me, his expression filled with worry as he spoke,

"Doll, no! Put the gun down!"

He stepped in front of me, He reached out and gently but forcefully took the gun from my hand, setting it down on the table beside us. He moved closer to me, his hands placed reassuringly on my shoulders

"Doll, listen to me.. You can't point a gun at your head.. it's a weapon not a toy.."

"Then don't say those dangerous things ever" I spoke firmly

He looked slightly taken aback by my comment, but his expression softened quickly. He realized that his joke had inadvertently triggered something serious in me. He gently held my face in his hands, his thumbs caressing my cheeks tenderly as he apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, doll. I was just joking. I didn't mean for it to be taken seriously. I won't say anything like that again.." "Good boy.." I murmured lowly

He couldn't hold back a small smirk at my words. He found it amusing when I called him 'good boy'. His grip on my face stayed gentle, his touch tender and affectionate

"Ah, doll, don't call me that. It makes me want to misbehave.." he whispered

"Misbehave?.." I asked

Taehyung's smirk widened slightly, his gaze drifting from my face down to my lips. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone as he murmured,

"Yeah doll.. Misbehave. In all the ways you can imagine..."