𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | kth

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Once she finished speaking, she lifted her head and looked at Taehyung. The guy hadn't moved an inch.

He was still leaning against the bedroom door with the same emotionless expression on his face.

Y/N knew full well that she had done what she came here to do and should quietly leave.

Still, she stood in her tracks for a moment before saying in a low yet soft voice, "Goodbye."

Then, she turned around and headed straight for the door.

Silence fell in the room. Besides the faint sound of Y/N's footsteps, nothing was heard.

But just as she was about to reach for the hotel room door, the sound of rushed footsteps suddenly came.

Before she could even take two steps forward, a hand from behind reached past her. The door she had tried to open was slammed shut with a loud thud.

He left her whole body trembling in shock with his abrupt actions. Just as she was going to lift her head to look up at him, he grabbed her wrist and fiercely dragged her into the room.

Her wrist pulsed with pain since he grabbed her with great force. She began to fight back with her whole body as she felt an immediate sense of danger.

As she struggled under Taehyung's force, he tightened his grip on her wrist until she was unable to break free.

Y/N could only stumble after him as he dragged her to the bathroom door.

Taehyung extended his arm and pushed the door open. With a strong pull, he propelled her inside.

Before she could regain her footing, her whole body involuntarily trailed closely behind him. He lifted her up in a bridal way and threw her into the bathtub.

He reached out for the shower head hung on the wall, turned it to it's maximum setting, and sprayed Y/N without a word.

The water ran fierce and was exceptionally cold, painfully hitting her body.

She wrestled to jump out from the tub but was stopped by Taehyung. He pinned her by the wrist to the furthest corner of the tub and continued to spray her with the shower.

When he felt he was done, his eyes fell on Y/N's shoulder, where Producer Lee had patted her.

That bastard.

He aimed the shower head directly at her shoulder.

The pain intensified for her as he concentrated the shower's spray to one area.

In response, she tried to dodge it but in vain.Taehyung would always redirect the shower to her shoulder.

In the end, she gave up struggling all-together, closed her eyes feeling tired.

He ceaselessly showered her with cold water, leaving Y/N's whole body to shiver.

Seeing this, he tightly pursed his lips and threw the shower head to the ground.

He then seized her from the tub and shoved against the wall, pressing her tightly up against it.

She didn't understand just what Taehyung wanted to do. Under the pressure of his body, she instinctively closed her eyes.

His brow was cold as ice. He stood with head tilted and his eyes glued to her. He pushed hard against her body but didn't make any other movements.

Y/N was soaked from head to toe, and so was him. The clothes on his body were dripping wet.

In the bathroom, the sound of running water came from the shower head he had thrown into the tub.

Besides this, there was silence.

Deep down inside, this kind of silence and stillness in the atmosphere made her feel incredibly uneasy.

However, she didn't dare open her eyes. In the end, because of the cold or the nerves, she couldn't help but tremble in fear.

Such a minor gesture couldn't evade Taehyung's watchful eyes. He furrowed his brows.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit down hard onto her shoulder, where Producer Lee had touched.

He bit down heavily, with ferocity. A sharp pain coursed through her shoulder and traveled down the nerves of her entire body.

Without knowing it, she stretched out her hand to push him away. Her actions made Taehyung bite down on her shoulder even harder.

Her entire body began to tremble and she very clearly felt a sticky wetness trickle down from her shoulder.

Blood.

Yet, he didn't had no intention of stopping at all. She couldn't take the pain anymore. In an instant, tears began to fall, crashing onto his neck.

The tears slowly crept down Taehyung's neck and flowed down the left of his chest.

His whole body froze and he suddenly stopped biting her shoulder. However, his lips still gripped her shoulder, motionless.

Seconds later, another teardrop fell onto his neck. He trembled.

His head darted up and he covered her lips. He kissed her- with a hint of aggression mixed with the taste of blood.

They'd had physical contact on two occasions now. No matter how mad he had gotten at her previously, he was always gentle, even if he wasn't willingly so.

But this time, it was different. He was harsh and severe, possessive and torturous. In pain, Y/N didn't feel quite like herself.

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Phew. That was a scary side of Taehyung. Better not to get on that side of him in this book.

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