As the weight of helplessness started to fill Taehyung, tears flowed down his cheeks against his will. But he had to fight this mad man. Somehow. Sal looked at the tears and it just made him more aggressive, the pretty ones always act innocent. Sal lowered his hand as he could hear no more sound out of the full lips that were under his hand.
"You cannn't doo thi..is" Taehyung stuttered, reprimanding himself for showing fear, he wanted , he NEEDED to let Sal know he could not hurt him. He was Taehyung of BTS, he would not get away with hurting.
"You wont get ...awaaayy with this...I am Taehyung from BTS, youuu...thinnnk you can do this?" Tae muttered as much courage as his shaking limbs could manage, trying to steady his stare and his voice.
Sal only smirked.
"Oh what baby boy...first you want it and then you refuse it? And what are you going to tell? That you fucked a man? Are you really going to go around telling people that? The media? Would your delicate little pure K pop idol image be able to withstand it??" Sal grinned wide, letting his mouth match the animalistic instinct that had overtaken him.
"...and what proof would you have? Haan? ...and don't forget, I know you are gay, so a simple tweet with the picture I took of you and Bogum making out behind the set would all it would take to destroy you pretty boy.." Sal said nuzzling in Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung felt like someone had sucked all the air out of the room. He could not even will his tears to stop, his voice to speak, his mind to think. He felt trapped in the man's words. Could feel his skin crawling under every touch. Bile rose up in his throat.
Sal looked at Tae and knew that he had given enough reasons to the boy to stop fighting it. He crashed his lips roughly against Taehyung's soft wet ones, biting and savoring all that he had won. While Tae only whimpered in response. Taehyung felt rough hands on his chest, not even being able to understand how they got there, and then his mind went blank. Even removing the trance of Sal's word. Only one word was left in Taehyung's mind RUN. His body reacted on his own and he suddenly shoved Sal and ran for the door. It caught even Sal off guard, and as he regained his senses, Taehyung had already reached the door. There was a click, and then Taehyung was pulled back roughly by his hair and his head banged against the table that had went unnoticed on the sides until now.
Taehyung mind was groggy, the entire world spun but he could still feel the ache in his arms as they were pulled behind his back and held by an iron grip. Taehyung started to fully cry, but suddenly silk slipped between his lips, muffling his screams to mere whimpers. The grip on his arms were gone but the pressure of a full body pressed against Taehyung was enough to keep him in place while Sal used his tie to gag Taehyung.
"Come ON! Stop making this hard, You know you want this...this is your fault, you led me on! You wanted this...you are making me do this! We both know you will feel good when I touch you..." Sal whispered the last words into Taehyung's ears, sending a fresh shiver down his spine.
Idon't want this, pleaseee, someone help! Jiminie, Jungkook...HUNG
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BTS fanfiction- Taehyung in trouble and hurt
FanfictionTaehyung was going about his day and his shoots as usual. Smiling and charming, but little did he know that someone had set his eyes on him and was obsessed to the point where he believed Tae was flirting and leading him on and it brought on his str...
