House of Cards ~ 7

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*Taehyung's POV*

The morning after I woke up with Jimin wrapped around my, even his legs where wrapped around me. I run my fingers through his hair and my heart pounds. As my marked palm rests on his head it ignites with fireworks. It did it throughout the night too. I grow red thinking about it.

I roll Jimin onto his back and climb over him. Then I lace our hands together adn let out a breath at the way my body feels when our marks touch. I run my mouth along his neck and feel him jerk under me, then his hands tighten on mine and he groans. I suck on the sensitive so it behind his ear adn nibble in it and he moves his head to the side.

"Ah . . . Taehyung-ah." He moans, then his legs wrap around my waist. "What are you doing?" He asks. I kiss his jaw, then the side of his mouth.

"You're mine. You cant be with anyone else. Only me." I whisper against his skin. Jimin nods and slowly, achingly slowly, rolls his hips against mine.

"Then you can have me, have all of me. I dont care. I just want all of you in return. I need you." Jimin says into my ear, then bites it. I gasp and tighten my grip on his hands.

"Have it all. I dont care either." I whisper as I kiss his lips roughly.

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That would be the last time I saw the loving him in person.

After I left his apartment, someone was waiting for me. The y kidnapped me and took me to somewhere I dont know. I dont know how long its been, I haven't spoken in a while. Every time someone tries, I ignore them and pretend I'm alone. Or with Jimin. Oh how I wish he was here. I miss him. I miss Yoongi, even Sana.

"Taehyung, answer me." Zara says. He walks in front of me and sighs. "Taehyung, make Jimin submit to me and Ill let you go. It's that simple." He says. I continue to stare at him blankly, no emotion present on my face.

"Where are you, Taehyung?

I dont know. He is talking about submitting again.

"He still wants you to submit?"

Yes, I wont do it.

Did he say he'd let you go? Why not get it over with? I want you home."

I know. But I cant go home for a while, I've told you. Dont make this harder for me Jimin.

"Fine. Kill him and come back to me."

I will.

"Taehyung! Jesus. Focus please! It's no fun when you dont scream. At least do it once!" Zara says. I ignore him and he sighs, continuing to cut into my skin. HE goes over the old cuts and scars he's made.

Holy shit.

"What is it, Taehyung? Are you ok?"

Yes, what are you doing right now?

"Thinking about how to get you back here. Is there anything they are visibly good at? Fighting? Anything?"

Knives. He's great with them. He has them everywhere.

"OK. I'll talk to Yoongi too. Please dont hurt yourself."

OK. Talk to you soon.

"Still not talking, Taehyung? You're stronger than I thought you were." Zara says. I look at the ceiling, shutting him out. "Now I know why Jimin submitted to you." I close my eyes and think of Jimin, the day I made him submit.

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