Angel In Black|| Kim Taehyung ff

12.

The angel is taehyung if you still didn't figure out.

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You squeaked a little as the car came to stop in front of a factory. An old one with a rusty board hanging off it. The scenario a little too dark compared to the forest.

'YOU will stay HERE and not move a FEET from this place' he said emphasising the keywords. You shuddered at his voice. He was too gullible to his emotions and Lets them flow like a river when it is not needed to.

'Fine' you said but you weren't actually going to listen to him, are you. No, you're way to daring to stay in this place and wait for him.

You wanted to be free.

You escaped from the castle to be reigned by a boy who is too gullible to his emotions.

No.

You opened the door. It was your first time since 3 yrs stepping on a stone. You were always stuck in that abode to actually experience these little things the world gives you. It was like your first step but this time to the world other than to your room.

You took a step out.

You took another step out.

It didn't feel magical so you started tiptoeing as you followed him. ( I like to ruin the mood hehe).

The whole factory was pastel yellow but faded in colour with greenish-brown moss covering the walls. The tiles were half-broken as if a bulldozer stepped on it. This was how the castle would look on the outside, you thought.

Your feet were bare without any robe as you ran on the cold floor. Who thought sandals would be needed. Definitely not him nor you.

You followed him a long way managing not the disturb the silent night. It was magical for you. Finally able to run-walk and do things like a normal human.

You were given a second chance and you won't waste it.

He opened the door to a shadowy office and slammed the door immediately after he went in. You could see the anger in the way he closed the door. Something is truly pissing him off.

You stood outside the door as you heard a conversation going between the angel and a gruff voice.

Why did this scenario feel familiar?

'I saw you bringing a girl on the highway' you heard a gruff voice say in a scary tone.

'Yes I brought a girl'

'Who is she is she your-'

'No she is a prisoner from that castle' he said it really quickly and you could pinpoint some fear in his voice.

'OH, so what are you gonna do with her. Play?'

'I don't really know why I brought her. So I thought I might be able to lock her in here' he said as his voice almost became inaudible when it reached to the last sentence.

Lock her.

No, you'd run away before he did that. You dont want your freedom to last only a few seconds.

You got out just to be locked again.

No.

'Huhuhuhuh, you thought I would allow that when I didn't tell you to bring her.'

you shuffled your feet to get a view of what's happening. It was a gloomy room with The only source of light which was a lamp on the table as a fat man with a round belly sat on the chair with his feet on the table. He looked half drunk as he smoked a cigar. He reminded you of a cartoon character but you're not sure what.

(my first impression of bang sihyuk PD nim)

'You brought her yourself so you will raise her yourself I dont want to waste money on a girl you brought for nothing' the fat man said as the angel hung his head low. You could see his fist shaking with anger as he tried not to break open the man's jaw.

He turned around, his eyes shining with tears of anger as his jaw clenched at the sight of the man.

He stomped towards the door when you realized you were just behind the door when he kicked it. It hit you and you let out a gasp.

'Ouch'

The angel turned to look at you with the utmost expression of surprise and anger. The anger that glowed in his eyes now turned to confusion and curiosity.

As you said he was a slave to his emotions,

He grabbed your shoulders and pinned you to the wall as he laid his elbows on either of your shoulders. He took in a gulp as he looked at your face. One that brought him utmost confusion.

'I ask again who are you' this time it was a whisper barely heard. His face revealed no anger, only confusion written on his face.

'Why does it feel like a deja vu' he asked again. Raising his voice a tad bit more.

'What's your name ' he asked again a little softer thinking he had scared you to silence. You looked like a doll to him.

A cold doll.

An emotionless doll.

A doll which stirred his long memories.

You looked at him. Scared to even utter a single word you took a gulp. He was intimidating as hell with those black eyes and that deep voice that doesn't match his face.

You were interrupted when he spoke, again in a whisper.

'And one more thing dont run around wearing nightgowns'

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I will be writing both pov's at the same time. There will be nothing like tae's pov or y/n's pov. I will express both their feelings at the same time. Tell me if it is confusing. But I may have a different pov planned for another character.