bts oneshots ✓ [completed]

Beastly | Hoseok

Shaley44

Im so sorry it took so long
Im a really flaky human being

!!!! i twisted the story a bit. a lot. pretty much the only similarity it has to the original films are the fact that there is a bad guy, a beast, and a beauty.

I casted Jiyong as Gaston.

Sorry.
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    Ice cold wind whipped and tore past you, sending your hair into a nest around your head. But you didn't care. You couldn't.

   Nothing could bring you to take your eyes off of the scene unfolding before you. Not the snow that had gathered upon the balcony, biting and the soft, exposed flesh of your ankles. Not the harsh and unforgiving cold, despite it being in the middle of the warmer, almost autumnal months.

   "(Y/n) just go!" The Beast growls, his voice deep and otherwise terrifying. You flinch, but stand your ground. You weren't about to leave him now. Not when you were so close.

    "Yes, please. Get going now, little bird." Jiyong cackles, his blindingly white teeth reflecting the moonlight. Any other girl would've fainted at his smirks, that admittedly combatted that of fresh snow, or even a white lily thay could occassionally be found in the rarest of places. But you only felt repulsion and disgust for the man whom so "bravely" battled for your hand.

    "You undermining, scum-faced--"

    "Tsk tsk tsk, little bird. I may consider keeping this monstrosity alive, should you be a little bit kinder." Jiyong clicks his tongue, gun held sturdy in his large hands. You clamp your lips shut, your tongue trapped between your front teeth. Say nothing, save a life.

    Jiyong turns to The Beast, guard not easing. He still held the gun pointed towards The Beast. You blink, watching the two opposing forces embark onto a staring contest to the death.

   "I'm sorry, (Y/n)." Jiyong says, not even a speck of remorse on his tone. Only faux sadness, trying to lure you in.

    But you knew far better than that.

   "Jiyong n--!" You begin. Your heart lurched to your throat, your insides already feeling more than a bit mixed altogether into one big mess. Say nothing and save a life. That was the deal. He was supposed to live.

   
    Your entire body shifts as Jiyong pulls the trigger to his gun. Immediate instinct sends you flying towards the Beast with a frenzy of feelings crowding your head and heart.

  Worry, Fear, Terror, Disgust,

  Love.

  Love, stood out among the rest. Love. Why would you be feeling love, when the Beast was tipping towards the edge of the balcony.

   "No--" your words are caught in your throat as you fall to your knees. Your hand reaches outward, your fingers curling slightly towards your palm.