You were astonished - the beautiful man in front of you was Lucifer himself.
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"Why did you do it? Why did you rebel against God?"
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"Do you know what it's like to have no power of one's own? To have to depend on someone for every little th...
Taehyung grabbed your wrist and dragged you inside the large, beautiful mansion, not letting the others welcome you properly.
"Ow, Taehyung what the hell?" No pun intended.
"They talk too much," he mumbled.
You rolled your eyes, "So what is this place?"
"Hell, duh." He sarcastically answered.
"I know that captain obvious, I meant this mansion."
"It's my home,"
"OUR home." Namjoon corrected from behind you both.
Taehyung scoffed. "Technically it's mine, you freeloaders."
Jimin snaked his arm around the blonde's shoulder and grinned. "But it's okay because you love us~"
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Taehyung shook his arm off. "I don't love you, but I don't hate you either," He muttered under his breath, which you heard.
You smiled softly at how soft the blonde could be at times.
Taehyung let go of your wrist and turned to look at the rest. "It's night time, so it's best that we rest now, we've got things to do tomorrow."
You looked at him with an eyebrow raised. Is that why they brought me here?
"Aye aye, captain." Hoseok joked to which the others snickered.
Taehyung just shook his head and looked at Yoongi. "Can you take Y/N to her room? It's right next to yours."
Yoongi just waved his hand and started walking up the great staircase, that being your cue to follow after him.
You awkwardly walked next to him, trying to think of a way to kill the silence.
"Soo... You're Yoongi huh?" You mentally facepalmed. Of course he's Yoongi you idiot!
"Yep." He popped the 'p.'
It got silent once again.
You fiddled with your hands, looking at all the paintings on the walls instead.
After a few more seconds, you heard Yoongi clear his throat. You turned to him curiously, waiting for him to talk.
"I wonder why Taehyung chose you," he started.
Your face contorted into that of confusion.
"But I guess we'll find out tomorrow." He shoved his hands in his pockets, stopping in front of a large wooden door.
He turned the doorknob and the door creaked, causing your ears to hurt a little.
You looked inside, and stared in awe.
"This is my room?" You asked, still looking around the room.
A large king sized bed sat in the center of the room, gold silk draping over the top of it. A chandelier that seemed to be made of diamonds adorned the ceiling of the room. The walls were burgundy, gold lining the tops of it. The floors were covered in black fluffy material, which you really liked.
"So what do you mean Taehyung chose me?" You turned around to look at Yoongi, only to find him long gone.
You shrugged, and removed your shoes before jumping into the bed, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.
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Morning came and you fumbled around in your comfy bed, not wanting to wake up just yet but you had the odd feeling that you were being watched somehow so you opened your eyes.
There in front of you was Jimin's face with a large grin plastered on it.
You stumbled back in the bed and sat up in the bed, a gasp escaping your lips as you clutched your chest in surprise.
"Jesus Christ, Jimin! What the hell??" You yelled at him, your hand still on your chest, heart beating fast.
"Wakey wakey~" Jimin cooed.
"Couldn't you just wake me up like a normal person??" You argued.
"Can't, I'm a demon." He stuck his tongue out playfully and opened the door, half his body outside of it.
"Anyways, get up, breakfast is ready." He said as he left.
You threw yourself back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling for a few seconds before deciding to get up completely.
Entering the bathroom, you decided to shower. After you were done, you were glad to notice that they had left new clothes for you on one of the dressers.
You slipped on the black skinny jeans, white T-shirt and pink hoodie.
At least they gave me decent clothes.
You sighed, rubbing your eyes as you made your way down the staircase, following the same way you had taken with Yoongi last night.
Hearing noise in one of the rooms, you decided that that was probably where the dining table was, and you were right.
The boys turned around to greet you, Hoseok patting the seat next to him so you gladly sat. You looked around and noticed Taehyung wasn't there yet.
"Where's Taehyung?" You asked.
The boys shrugged. "Probably still sleeping." Jungkook answered.
You turned to Jimin. "Why don't you go wake him up like you woke me up?"
"Cause he'd probably kill me," he joked. "but I know you wouldn't so I woke you up instead~" he teased.
You rolled your eyes.
"Y/N, can you go wake him up for me please?" Seokjin pleaded, his hands together and a slight pout on his face.
You couldn't reject him when he was asking so nicely so you sighed softly and nodded.
Seokjin smiled. "His room is right up the staircase all the way to the left, you shouldn't miss it."
You nodded again and followed his directions, stopping in front of two large black wooden doors.
You knocked softly. "Taehyung?"
No answer.
You knocked harder. "Taehyung, are you in there?"
No answer again.
You contemplated for a bit before deciding to turn the doorknob, the door opening with ease.
Walking in, you were amazed. The room almost looked exactly the same as yours, except the color scheme seemed to be black and gold, the room also being noticeably bigger.
Your eyes darted to the bed, and there he was. Is he seriously still sleeping?
Walking over to him, you shook him gently. "Taehyung, wake up. Breakfast's ready."
He didn't seem to budge, a soft snore escaping from him.
You shook him again but to no avail. Sighing, you turned around getting ready to leave before you felt him grab your wrist and pull you down.
You gasped at the position you were in, a mischievous grin on his face as you stared down at him.
