her | 그녀 (bts au) | ON HOLD!

messy aftermath

"You said we would have her by now, Devin," the woman seethed pacing back in forth in front of a male who was still clad in fancy clothing. 

"Skylar, I'm aware. Complications happen, we have all the time in the world to get her," Devin reasoned rubbing his eyes with his fingers. 

"Yeah, well I'm getting impatient," Skylar huffed, recalling the desire she felt that night in the alley when Devin had comprised the whole plan of separating the Royals up at the Council Ball, but that turned out to be a total bust. 

"Babe, I know but the prize is worth the chase," Devin purred, trying to calm his partner down. 

"Let's hope you're right," Skylar answered, walking closer to Devin to rub her hands sensually down his chest, stopping at his belt buckle with a sly smile. 

"I am. Don't worry, we'll have Luna soon and she will be ours and only ours,"

***

The limo ride was almost scarily quiet not even the fun colored lights and pretty scenery could ease the ever-rising intensity that was being thrown around in the confines of the vehicle. Luna was playing with the now ripped collar of her dress while holding a completely glazed over expression on her face. Her other hand was rested in her lap, fisting the material of her dress while her mind began working. She was sat next to Jimin who was casually picking out the glass in his hand to then flick it onto the ground. In all honestly, Luna didn't know where to let her mind begin, so much happened in the span of what felt like 2 seconds. 

Her brain started with the feeling of complete mortification and humiliation when Dean had forced her to her knees in front of thousands of vampires; not to mention in front of the 7 males who she had grown quite attached to.  Somehow looking back at the situation made the mark burn angrily, making her grasp at it subconsciously. How she let herself slip so easily under Dean's touch and demand make her want to vomit. She hated the way she acted, how submissive she was not even bothering to put up a fight it made her sick, Luna thought she was better than that. 

Her mind then bounced to how fast she reacted to Dean's surprise attack and how instinctual it was for her to pull Taehyung and Namjoon back. Luna didn't know how she did it, how she moved so quickly to pull them away when she was up against a vampire from the council, but she couldn't help the small wave of pride that blossomed in her chest at what she did. The moment didn't last long when she began to worry about it being only a one-time thing, how was she going to do that again? Could she even do it again? 

Luna's lip was throbbing with the amount of pressure she was putting on it with her teeth. The hand that was gripping the fabric of her dress in her lap was now moving on its own accord, picking and clawing at the skin around her thumb and she could barely control it until Jimin put his hand over hers, causing her to stop and to immediately look at him. 

"Easy there, you might hurt yourself," Jimin mumbled, his gaze stern yet warm. 

"I won't," Luna replied back her voice meek and eyes leaving Jimin's to look at his other hand that was coated in dark blood and hanging limply at his side. Her eyes widened and she made advancements to grab it, but she didn't know what to say; she started picking at the skin around her thumb again. 

"It's not as bad as it looks, doesn't even hurt that bad now," Jimin reassured her seeing the looks of panic and concern flood her features, even though that was a small lie since he couldn't get all the little glass pieces out of his hand since he didn't have tweezers to aid him. 

"Can I at least help you clean it up?" Luna questioned her eyes trailing back up to Jimin, whose gaze never left her. 

"It's alright I can do it myself," Jimin responded, giving her a small smile.