Amaranthine [Taeyang/Hyuna] (editing/rewriting/ON HOLD)

25 • The Beginning

unedited

"Speak." He said as the girl sat in front of him. Seungri stood at the door, silently guarding it should there will be anyone who 'accidently' stumbled into the reading room.

Youngji rolled her eyes as she smoothened her skirt down and crossed her legs. She looked around the room and Taeyang grumbled impatiently.

"Daesung said you can change the fate?"

She then looked at him incredulously. "No one can change the fate, Taeyang, especially yours. Congratulations for pissing the Fates." She said, not addressing him formally since she was his mate's best friend.

Before he could give her a mouthful, which she was sure he would, she raised one hand, successfully shutting him off. "However, I can make a little tweak."

He raised one brow. "A little tweak?"

She nodded and Seungri crossed his arms. She had their undivided attentions. No one could ever challenge the written fates, even the moon-blessed could not do anything. So what could a Seeress possibly do?

Taeyang closed his eyes and leaned his head on the headrest of his chair. Sending his thoughts over his beloved, whom was still unconscious, not aware that she was already in a different place from where she called home. Daesung was sitting next to her, watching her intensely. He had to fight his nagging monster from clawing out at the sight and pulled himself back into the room. When he opened his eyes, Youngji gasped and he knew for sure his eyes changed colours. Her reaction was undeniably satisfying. He savoured her fear.

"Y-yes. A little tweak." She stuttered, feeling intimidated by the surfacing monster. "As in cheating the Fates, a little bit."

He could practically hear her erratic heartbeats and he grinned, showing his elongated fangs. She shuddered as he leaned forward, propping his elbows on his knees. He stared at her, daring her to lift her gaze away, so that he could jump on her. She gulped and scooted away a bit. His eyes fell on her exposed neck and his teeth ached as he thought of the pain he will cause her if he pierces his fangs into that fragile neck of hers...

"Hyung, calm down."

He lazily turned his attention to his youngest friend who stood next to him. The guy seemed ready to hold him back if he were to lose control. Well Seungri was wrong. No matter how much he wanted to tear the girl apart, he was keeping her for something else. Perhaps after that...

"I was just playing around Seungri, chill." Taeyang grinned. His deep velvety voice resonated across the room as he chuckled. He casually leaned back and crossed his legs. He propped a hand on the armrest and tilted his head. His calculating gaze fell back on Youngji.