this book is filled with imagines and one-shots with k-idols, actors/actresses and ulzzangs with beautiful black women.
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• all (not really) lowercase
□ started: October 24, 2018
■ended: May 29, 2019
"I can't do this Taeyong.." You admit through tears as you face your soon to be ex husband.
He took your hand, "Yes we can babe, it will take time trust me-" you interrupted him.
"I'm tired of trusting you Taeyong..I'm tired of you killing other human beings for shits and busniess...I'm tired of worrying weither my life is on the life or yours...or even the twins... And my unborn child. I'm tired of it all." You cried as you continue packing your bags, looking down at your large baby bump. You were having another girl in a month.
Taeyong grabbed your luggage and began unpacking, "You will not leave me Y/N." He says in a harsh tone, "You will not leave me alone."
"Yes I will...for my own sake..and if I have to leave you without my clothes and other items, I will." You stared at him as you grabbed the luggage from Taeyong and packed up, taking both bags before leaving, ignoring the shouts from Taeyong
"You will regret this you bitch!"
"Y/N!"
"YOU WILL BE BACK! I PROMISE YOU THAT!"
"One way or another, you'll be back!"
"You'll be back..." He smirled as he sat down on the edge of the bed.
. . .
It has been almost a whole ass month since you last saw Taeyong. It is now your last month and you were ready to give birth any minute now.
You were happy.
"Okay, Tae-Lyn, go tell your sister that its bed time" You told your now 6 year old boy. He runs around the house, shouting your demands, causing you to let out a small chuckle.
You struggle to get up from the couch as you heard silence.
Suddenly the power went off and everything was dark as you heard the scream of your daughter Tae-hee. You rushed over to the twin's to see if they're okay.
You see them hiding under the covers of their bed. As you sighed in relief, you felt a hand around your mouth. Your screams muffles as you looked over to see another man in black, smatching your twins from their beds.
You screamed till your throat hurts.
"A special someone wants to see you.." You hear a familiar voice tease. Ten?
You looked over at the man in black, noticing the outfit he wore.
Winwin?
"Please don't hurt my babies!" You begged, trying to calm yourself down as you see a towel, lowered to your nose and mouth.
Slowly, everything slowly went black. Was this a dream?
