Stigma-
a characteristic or behavior that is deemed socially disgraceful which causes a person to be mentally classified by others as an undesirable, rejected stereotype rather than an accepted normal one.This story will contain elements of sexual content, mental illness, graphic violence and gore. It will also contain brief mentions of r*pe and pedophilia. Read at YOUR own risk.
I thought of this story while in the shower listening to Taehyung's solo 'Stigma'.
The story may seem slow in the beginning but will quickly move on as the main plot thickens. This is a DARK ROMANCE so there won't be as much 'fluff' like other bts au's. Please bare with me.
A raging party was happening in the ballroom of the Kim's mansion.
Men of power drinking scotch as their wives danced gracefully, the sound of drunken rich laughter evident underneath the melodies of the jazz band as they played their hearts out on stage.
Meanwhile, upstairs in the Kim's mansion six year old Taehyung sat in his siblings nursery, playing with action figures along side their cribs. He placed them inside his toy car racing them along the wooden floor mocking the sounds of an accelerating engine.
"C'mon Spider-Man they're onto us" He mocked the Barbie dolls voice as Barbie and Spider-Man began driving faster.
Taehyung accidentally ran the toy car into the wall causing a loud bang against the awakening both his little brother and sister.
"Oh no I'm sorry" He got up running over to their cribs trying to sooth them.
His little brother Jinsoo was quiet staring up at ceiling whereas his sister Ara was beginning to fuss. Taehyung tried to pick her up out of the crib but failed due to his childlike stature.
The maids quickly entered inside attending to the two babies immediately. Taehyung watched as they comforted the delicate infants back to sleep placing them back in their cribs, he then continued to play as he spotted and picked up a toy airplane lying around.
"Come along now" One of the maids held out a hand for him to take. He stared up at the older woman before nodding his head following her out the nursery.
Taehyung walked hand in hand with the maid down the long hallway as he swayed his airplane through the air as if it were flying. Once in the ballroom, she dropped him off alongside his parents table.
Instinctively, during his parents events he hung around his mother's hip not even glancing in his father's direction.
"Eomma " He called for her attention pulling on her dress. Nayeon wrapped an arm around him and kissed his forehead. "It's okay, don't be afraid my love".
He took heed to his mother's words but not daring to leave her side. Taehyung had never seen so many people like this before. He spotted a man and woman talking to his mother and father. Taehyung noticed how much darker their skin tone was to everyone else. Though it was unusual to him, he liked the way they stood out.
He also noticed that the woman's belly was bit large similar to his mother before she had his siblings.
The woman noticed the little korean boy staring at her as she smiled and waved at him, Taehyung's cheeks turned a bright pink as he hid himself deeper into his mother's dress. Nayeon noticed this as she chuckled. "He's a little shy around strangers". The woman nodded. "He's so adorable. How old is he?".
"My little Tae just turned six last month. If you don't mind me asking but how far along are you?"
The woman rubbed her belly proudly. "Eight months so far. My husband and I are expecting a girl".
Nayeon and the woman continued their conversation until it ended as the woman's husband arrived taking their leave.
Taehyung watched the couple leave the ballroom before following his mother to a more private section of the mansion outside the ballroom. He saw his father, another woman, and a boy around his age. His eyes lit up at the thought of having another playmate, but his mother didn't look too pleased as tears fell down her pale cheeks.
His father Gunho seemed somewhat annoyed by his wife's sudden burst of emotion. He roared at his wife raising a hand striking her. Nayeon fell to the ground holding her cheek in pain whimpering silently, the woman besides her snickered.
Gunho turned to the two boys he putting on a smile, pairing them next to each other.
"Okay sons your mothers and I are going to have a talk. Taehyung why don't you show your new brother your room so you can play until we're done" His breath reeked of alcohol. Looking back at his mother, Taehyung reluctantly agreed.
Only because he knew what a monster his father could be if he disobeyed him.
Taehyung glanced at the mystery boy next to him as they made their way to his room. Once inside he showed him to his toy chest.
"You play with barbies? That's gay" The boy snorted. Taehyung sat in confusion on what he had meant.
"So what's your name? My name is Kim Taehyung"
"My name is Kim Namjoon. I already know who you are. My eomma said we are half brothers" Namjoon shrugged getting out a Batman action figure.
Taehyung was silent as he took in the information given to him. "So my appa is your appa too?"
"No shit dumbass".
"Those are bad words!"
"Whatever". Namjoon began to play with the toys as Taehyung watched him inconspicuously.
"Come suck my dick you whore. Thats all bitches are good for" Namjoon mocked Batman's voice as he pulled the Barbie doll by its hair.
Taehyung didn't understand what Namjoon was doing or what he had meant but, he knew their was something terribly wrong with Namjoon.
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START: September 2017
END: July 2018
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stigma.
Fanfictionpreviously known as 'my teacher taehyung' dark romance| a tale in which a girl gets more than she bargains for when she develops feelings for whom she thought was her teacher. ~ AGE GAP. SEXUAL CONTENT. MENTAL ILLNESS. (Trigger Warnings!)