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This story is also posted in AO3 and Quotev with the same Pen Name ^^

I also do NOT own any pictures here, they belong to their rightful creators. This picture here is what inspired me to write this story, I hope you guys like it.

The Doll Master contains Japanese and some Korean words though I limit them to single words.

Also the Picture is what your Kim Taeyung Doll looks like :3 Enjoy~♡

My chapters are long, so enjoy the bumpy ride~~

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"What the fuck?!"

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"Holy--why is she lugging around that thing?"

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"Someone call the police or something!"

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With an exasperated sigh, you ignored the jabs and jeers by the people as you passed them, walking through the streets of Seoul in gangnam-gu dragging a big ass coffin by its chain with your right hand.

This damn shit was the main reason why the bus drivers refused you to get on their vehicle, and since you cant abandon the bloody casket, you have to go on by foot.

If it were up to you, you would have discarded this coffin near some trash or throw it on Han River together with its contents, but not all of whats inside of it were rubbish, some were precious cargo so you resigned your fate into hauling this thing until you reached your destination.

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Huffing and puffing, you were nearly out of breath as you reached the building of Big Hit Entertainment. You were loitering outside, not knowing how to get inside safely, as some ARMY fans took refuge at the front, blocking your way to their establishment.

You knew that its hard to go in unnoticed, its either you get stopped and mobbed by BTS fans, or get sent to the nearest crack house for dragging a huge ass obsidian colored coffin like its nobody's business.

Steeling your nerves, you blanked your face, narrowing your red and yellow contact-lens covered eyes until it was settled to your infamous mimicry of Sesshoumaru's deadly glare from Inuyasha.

"Doke." [Move] Your chilling flat voice turned the immediate area a few degrees lower as you uttered that single word glowering at the female fans. It didn't help that you are dressed as Kurumi Tokisaki the crazy S-class spirit from Date a Live in her spirit form. With your now crimson venomous eyes, partnered with the frilly onyx and carmine shades that was painting your silky lolita outfit, you look like you might commit murder the moment the momentary peace was disrupted.

Adjusting the chain on your right hand, you took an experimental step forward testing the waters. Your appointment with Bang Si-Hyuk was in an hour, but it wouldn't hurt to come early so you can make sure that you got the measurements right and if there were any adjustments you can be there to fix it.

Combing you slender fingers through your brown-black hair, you gave a long suffering exhale deciding to screw it all and just march at the front and flash the ID the CEO of Big Hit gave you as special pass if the guards dare to stop you from going in.

You decided to channel some blood lust and leak some killing intent when you felt like the fans were about to gang up on you stopping them in their tracks.