"WED TO WOUND" : vengeful ties/21+/ KTH

chapter:18

Here's a long one.
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Yn lay there, completely drained, her body trembling with exhaustion. Her mind was foggy, partially blacked out from the intensity of Taehyung's assault. She could still feel the burning ache between her legs, a reminder of what just happened. Taehyung groaned beside her, his heavy breaths filling the silence, and after a moment, she felt him pull out, leaving her empty and sore.

His body collapsed beside hers, the sound of his panting mingling with the erratic thudding of her own heartbeat. The room was filled with the smell of sweat and sex. She lay still, her chest heaving for breath, her mind numb, as she felt his eyes on her.

Taehyung reached out, his fingers brushing her flushed cheek. For a brief second, his touch was almost gentle, as though he was going to say something soft, something comforting. But then, he pulled his hand back.

Taehyung rose, dressed in silence, and without another word, left her lying there, retreating into his study. Which was located in the same room. The door clicked shut behind him.

TAEHYUNG'S POV.

Sitting at his desk, Taehyung's mind raced. Guilt. Why the hell was he feeling guilt? This was exactly what he wanted. Revenge. They deserved it, didn't they?

He clenched his fists, trying to shake off the strange pang in his chest. "I hate them both," he whispered to himself. He repeated the words like a mantra, forcing himself to believe them. And yet, the image of Yn's tear-streaked face wouldn't leave his mind.

YNS POV.

Whimpers of pain escaped Yns lips as she slowly woke. Her body screamed in agony, and she instinctively clutched her abdomen, massaging the sore muscles with trembling hands. Tears blurred her vision, falling unchecked as she curled herself into a ball, her head resting on her knees, wrapped tightly in the sheets.

She glanced around the room, her heart sinking when she saw that Taehyung was gone. She felt so alone, so used.

"Why is this happening to me?" she whispered through her sobs. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" Her voice cracked under the weight of her emotions, the tears falling faster as the reality of her situation settled in. "Don’t I deserve a normal life?"

Her words were swallowed by the empty room, her only answer the silence.

Taehyung pulled out a bottle of alcohol from the desk drawer, one that had been sitting there for a while, waiting for a moment like this. Without hesitation, he downed the entire contents, the burn of the liquid doing little to dull the ache inside him. He threw the bottle against the floor, smashing it with a loud crash. The shards scattered across the room, echoing the chaos in his mind.

He sank to the floor, leaning against the desk, his hands gripping his hair. Tears streamed down his face as memories flooded back. Memories of what he had witnessed three years ago. The love of his life, gone in an instant. He sobbed uncontrollably, the weight of the past crushing him until, exhausted, he drifted into a fitful sleep.

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Yn slowly rose from the bed after hours of crying. Her skin was bruised, the pain sharp and stinging with every step she took. She forced herself into the bathroom, her hands trembling as she turned on the shower.

The water cascaded over her as she sat down in the corner of the shower, curling her legs up to her chest. Tears mingled with the water, but she wiped them away, whispering to herself, "This is my fate... this is what I have to go through."

Her thoughts drifted to her mother, the way she had smiled so brightly at her wedding, happier than she had ever seen her since her father's death. Her mother adored Taehyung, saw him as a son, someone with a kind nature that he had so carefully crafted for others to see.