𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐊𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐅🔞

❤️ foreboding❤️

A/N POV

"The last time we met, you told me you were going to cause someone's accident. Are you really going to harm your Angel?" Jimin Park asked, his tone laced with fake concern. He lounged on the couch, watching Taehyung pour wine into a glass, his eyes fixed on the storm outside.

"Cut the nonsense. That plan is no longer necessary. I've thought of something better, and I’m ready to act on it." Taehyung swirled the wine, his gaze never leaving the rain as if the storm mirrored the chaos brewing in his mind.

Jimin leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "Come on, man. You can’t just drop hints like that and leave me hanging. Spill it."

Taehyung smirked, taking a slow sip. "You’ll find out when the time is right. But since you’re my loyal dog, I’ll give you a taste."

Lightning illuminated the room, casting eerie shadows. "I want to trap my Angel in a way she never sees coming. She will believe it’s real—until it becomes her reality." He reached for his phone and began typing, his smirk widening as he crafted his message.

—

Taehyung's Message:

"It’s nice that you're enjoying the rain, Angel. One day, we’ll enjoy it together. I have something important to tell you. Come to the address I sent—alone. If you don’t, I’ll ruin the love you so desperately cling to. Think carefully before making a decision. Sweet dreams."

—

He sent the message and chuckled darkly, watching the thunder crackle through the night. "You’re going to be mine, Angel. Dream of me—I’ll be inside you soon."

—

Yn’s House

The storm raged outside, but inside, Yn sat by the window, enjoying the downpour. It was her favorite kind of weather, the kind that washed away worries and carried a strange sense of peace. Her TV played soft music, blending with the rhythmic drumming of rain against the glass.

Then her phone vibrated.

The moment her eyes landed on the message, a chill ran down her spine. Her breath hitched as she read it over and over.

"Why is he calling me there? Should I go? If something happens to me… what about Jungkook? Did something happen to him? No… what the hell am I thinking?"

Her thoughts spiraled, her heartbeat erratic. The phone slipped from her hands, hitting the floor with a soft thud. A sudden flash of lightning illuminated her terrified expression, followed by a crack of thunder that seemed to shake the entire house.

"No time to think. I have to go. If something’s wrong, people will find me." Convincing herself, she crawled into bed, the sound of rain lulling her into uneasy sleep.

—

Morning

Ring, ring.

Yn groaned, slamming a hand against the alarm clock. "A stupid morning, as always." She rolled over, only to tumble off the bed with a loud thud.

"Oh my God, may there be a day when I wake up normally. Whatever—I need to get ready." She dragged herself to the washroom, limping slightly from the fall. "I should put some spray on my ankle… it's hurting too much."

Sitting on the washroom floor, she applied the medicine, wincing at the sting. After a quick bath and brushing her teeth, she reached for her phone, her stomach knotting with dread.

Another message.

—

Taehyung's Message:

"Angel, I hope you slept well. Have a good meal and come early. I'll be waiting."

—

Yn's heart pounded. "Why do I feel like this is a trap? What if something happens? My family… my love… I’m not even married yet!"

Her breathing became rapid, panic creeping in. She reached for her medication, swallowing the pill with a shaky hand. Pressing a palm against her forehead, she realized she was drenched in cold sweat.

She needed to get out of the house.

—

"Hey, baby, good morning! You woke up late today. Are you okay? Wait—why are you sweating? Do you have a fever?" Her mother’s voice was filled with concern.

Yn forced a smile. "No, it’s just hot today. I have somewhere to be, so I’ll be late coming home."

Before her mother could question her further, she grabbed her keys and rushed out, her mind racing.

"I don’t feel like staying home today. A café sounds good." She whispered to herself, driving aimlessly before heading toward the location Taehyung had sent.

—

The sight before her took her breath away.

The house was massive—dark, mysterious, and eerily beautiful. It resembled something out of a gothic vampire novel, exuding an unsettling charm. The address led her here, but she had never noticed such a place existed so close to her home.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside.

The interior was grand yet dimly lit, the shadows stretching long across the marbled floors. The moonlight barely seeped in through the large windows, casting silver streaks across the room. Everything about the place felt otherworldly.

—

Taehyung's POV

He watched her from the shadows, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips. "She came… for the sake of that useless love, she walked right into my trap."

He stepped forward, his voice echoing through the vast room. "You actually came. I wasn’t expecting you to be so obedient, Angel."

She stiffened, recognizing his voice immediately. Her fists clenched as she turned to face him.

Taehyung chuckled darkly, stepping closer. "Does Jungkook know you’re here? That you walked into the lion’s den all for him?"

His words struck a nerve. Yn glared at him, her voice steady but laced with anger. "I knew it was you. Only you call me that. And let’s get one thing straight—I don’t trust you. I came because I needed answers."

He took another step, closing the distance. "And yet, you came alone. Did you trust me just a little?"

She scoffed, stepping back. "I sensed your aura from the start. Something about you has always been foreboding."

Taehyung’s smirk deepened. "Then why do I get the feeling that deep down, you're drawn to it?" His voice was dangerously low, his dark eyes locked onto hers like a predator sizing up its prey.

Yn’s breath hitched, but she refused to let him see her falter. "Keep your twisted thoughts to yourself. What do you want from me?"

Taehyung reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Everything."

She slapped his hand away. "Stay away from me."

He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "You don’t get to decide that, Angel. Not anymore."

Yn’s mind screamed for her to run, but her legs felt rooted to the spot. She had walked into his world, and now, she wasn’t sure if she could ever walk back out.

—

A/N POV

Outside, the storm raged on, the thunder roaring like an omen of what was to come. The rain pounded against the glass windows, but inside, an even greater storm was brewing.

Yn was trapped.

And Taehyung had no intention of letting her go.