𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙀𝘿 𝘽𝙔 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉/𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿/𝙆𝙏𝙃 𝙁𝙁

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝟔

Vishakha's days at Taehyung's mansion settled into a grim routine. The opulence of her surroundings did little to alleviate her sense of entrapment. Her interactions with Taehyung were marked by a constant tension-an unsettling mixture of his commanding presence and her resistance. Each day, she tried to come to terms with her situation, but Taehyung's actions only served to deepen her confusion.

It was during her period that Vishakha first encountered the peculiarity of Taehyung's care. She had spent most of the day curled up in bed, discomfort making her restless. She had initially attempted to manage on her own, but the pain and the heaviness of her emotions left her feeling overwhelmed.

The door to her room opened softly, and Taehyung stepped in, his expression unreadable as he carried a tray. On it were various medications and herbal teas, as well as a plush blanket.

"Vishakha," he said gently, placing the tray on the bedside table. "I thought you might need these."

Vishakha looked up at him, confusion and discomfort evident on her face. "What is this?"

Taehyung sat down beside her, his movements calm and deliberate. "It's for your comfort. I know that this time can be difficult, and I want to make sure you're taken care of."

"I don't need your help," Vishakha replied, her voice laced with frustration. "I can handle this on my own."

Taehyung's gaze softened, though his eyes retained a steely edge. "I understand that you're trying to maintain your independence, but I can't ignore your discomfort. It's my responsibility to care for you, even in ways that might seem strange to you."

He reached out and adjusted the blanket around her, his touch surprisingly gentle. Vishakha flinched slightly but didn't pull away. She watched him with wary eyes as he continued to arrange the items on the tray.

"Why are you doing this?" Vishakha asked, her voice trembling. "You've kidnapped me. Why do you care about my comfort now?"

Taehyung's expression remained serene, though a hint of something softer flickered in his eyes. "Because I care about you. Even if you don't understand it right now, my feelings for you are real."

He picked up a small bottle of pain relief medication and handed it to her. "Take this. It'll help with the cramps."

Vishakha took the bottle reluctantly, her mind racing with confusion. Taehyung's behavior was inconsistent, and his actions were far from what she would expect from someone who had taken her against her will.

"I don't want anything from you," Vishakha said firmly. "I just want to go home."

Taehyung's gaze grew more intense, his voice dropping to a soft, reassuring tone. "You'll come to understand in time. For now, try to rest. I'll be nearby if you need anything."

He remained in the room, his presence a constant reminder of her captivity. Vishakha lay back in bed, trying to make sense of the situation. She took the medication and sipped the tea, finding it surprisingly soothing despite her anger.

As the evening wore on, Vishakha's discomfort gradually eased, and she found herself drifting in and out of sleep. Taehyung stayed nearby, his presence both unsettling and oddly comforting. He occasionally checked on her, ensuring that she was comfortable and had everything she needed.

The next morning, Vishakha awoke to find a fresh set of clothes laid out for her, along with a note from Taehyung. It read: "I hope you're feeling better. Let me know if there's anything you need."

She picked up the note, her frustration bubbling beneath the surface. Taehyung's care was bewildering, a strange juxtaposition to the cruelty of her situation. The gesture, while thoughtful, only served to highlight the unsettling nature of her captivity.

As she dressed and prepared for the day, Vishakha's mind was filled with questions about Taehyung's intentions. Why was he showing this level of care when he had taken her against her will? What did it mean for her future in this strange and frightening world?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Taehyung entered, his expression calm and composed. "How are you feeling today?"

Vishakha forced a polite smile, though her eyes were guarded. "Better, thanks to your... attention."

Taehyung's gaze softened, and he approached her with a slight smile. "I'm glad to hear that. I want you to know that your well-being is important to me. Even if you don't understand it now, I hope you'll come to appreciate it."

Vishakha looked at him, her mind racing. "I don't understand why you're doing this. You've made it clear that you want me here, but your actions are so contradictory."

Taehyung's smile widened slightly. "Sometimes, our actions can be confusing, even to ourselves. But I assure you, my feelings for you are genuine. I want to care for you in ways that go beyond just providing for your physical needs."

"I don't want your care," Vishakha said, her voice firm. "I want my freedom."

Taehyung's expression grew serious. "I know. And I understand your desire for freedom. But for now, you need to accept that this is your reality. I'm doing my best to make it more bearable for you."

His words, while soothing, did little to alleviate Vishakha's sense of entrapment. She was still a prisoner in his mansion, her every move monitored and controlled. The paradox of Taehyung's care only added to her confusion and frustration.

As the days passed, Taehyung's obsessive care became more pronounced. He would often visit her with small gifts, books, or items that he thought she might enjoy. His attention, while well-intentioned, only served to underscore the extent of his obsession.

Vishakha struggled to reconcile Taehyung's actions with the reality of her captivity. His strange mixture of care and control was bewildering, and she found it difficult to trust his motives. Every gesture, no matter how thoughtful, was tainted by the fact that she was unable to leave.

In the privacy of her room, Vishakha would often find herself lost in thought, trying to make sense of her situation. She knew that her fight for freedom was far from over, and she was determined to find a way out of the gilded cage that Taehyung had created for her.

As Taehyung's obsession became more evident, Vishakha's resolve grew stronger. She would not allow herself to be swayed by his contradictory behavior. Her determination to escape remained steadfast, even as she navigated the complexities of her new reality.

❃.✮:▹𝐃𝐨 𝐕𝐨𝐭𝐞 , 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞◃:✮.❃
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