"DROWNED !N BLOOD"

☆Will you stay?☆

7 pm @ born blood mansion

Y/n's pov:

I sat there, dumbfounded, staring into oblivion. There was some commotion happening around me, yet everyone had been strangely silent the whole time. Jin looked really angry-so much so that people hesitated to even go near him. I swear I heard them quietly forcing each other to speak first.
But where's Taehyung tho? I haven't seen him all day. I honestly wonder how that guy is still alive-I'm pretty sure I've never once seen him eat a proper meal. Pfft. Not that I care. That's none of my business anyway.
I don't even know why I'm here, stuck in the middle of something that has nothing to do with me. But Jungkook insisted I sit with him-he was practically buzzing with excitement to show me something. Where is he? But before I could think of something else~

The heavy double doors of the mansion creak open, revealing the man everyone fears. His polished black shoes echo against the marble floor, each step a quiet warning. The dim chandelier casts sharp shadows over his face, his cold eyes scanning the grand hall like a predator surveying its prey.
Silence grips the room. His men freeze, their once-lively chatter gone. Even the air feels heavier. The butler bows low, his voice unsteady, but no one dares to speak unless spoken to.
He strides forward, his long coat shifting with each step, the tension thick enough to choke on. A glass of whiskey trembles in someone's grasp. A man meets his gaze-only to look away instantly, swallowing hard.
Stopping at the foot of the grand staircase, he peels off his gloves, his movements slow and deliberate.

Taehyung: "I assume there's a reason for this... silence?"

he uttered that single sentence that makes the entire room hold its breath, his eyes scanning the entire room before his dark yet silent eyes met mine, I swear I saw his eyes softening the moment they locked mine. He raised his brows clearly not expecting me here. His stare lasted more than I assumed it has, before a strong yet calculated voice forced him to look away from me. I sighed, not out of exhaustion but suffocation ......what was that??? Everytime I look at him I can feel like someone is oozing out all the blood out of my heart. I don't understand! But whatever it was, it sent an uneasy shiver down my spine. I forgot to breathe and not to mention that the void silence in the room except my raised thumping heartbeats was all that I heard.
The tension in the room hadn't lifted, but now it shifted, as if something unspoken had settled in the air between us. He looked effortlessly calm, like he hadn't just walked into a room full of people too scared to breathe. His posture was relaxed, his hands tucked into the pockets of his black coat, yet his presence was just as commanding as Jin's-if not more.

"Took your time," Jin muttered, voice laced with irritation.
Taehyung barely spared him a glance. "Did I?"
he said casually, his lips curving into the faintest smirk. Then, his gaze flicked back to me, and for some reason, it felt like the rest of the room faded away.
I shifted uncomfortably.
Why is he staring at me?

Jungkook, who had been unusually quiet, nudged me slightly.

Jungkook: "Uh... You okay?" he whispered.

I snapped out of it, clearing my throat.

y/n: "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

Jungkook didn't answer, but he gave me a knowing look before turning back .
Taehyung finally broke eye contact, his smirk deepening. He walked past me, slow and deliberate, before stopping near Jin.
Taehyung: "So, are we just going to stand around, or is someone finally going to tell me what's going on?"

Jin exhaled sharply, clearly frustrated. "Someone intercepted the shipment."

Taehyung hummed in thought, then leaned against the side of the table, tilting his head.