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"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖."
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Yoongi had given up on his life and was ready to die, but he didn't know what just one night had in its store for him.
Not your cliché. A short story...
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A/N: A reminder, text in italics is what Yoongi is thinking. His words may be repetitive (that is intentional), but the meaning behind them isn't. So read carefully to understand what's going on in his mind. I'd love to read your thoughts.
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Who would want to embrace death to experience what heaven feels like when one could simply be in the arms of their lover, after beholding each other's passion in practicality, lounging to the song of the rainfall.
Even after the sultry session and before the fire, unclad bodies didn't find in themselves to stay away from each other.
Hwabyeong was lying on Yoongi's chest keeping their fingers intertwined on her left beside his head while he kept running his fingers of the other hand through the blonde hair that was spread all over her back reaching below her tush.
Yoongi lay with a triumphant smile and warm heart. Hwabyeong belonged to him.
Weak. You submitted. Mine. All mine.
He could finally call her as his. But, until when?
Hwabyeong sighed in content, now and then reaching her other hand up to fondle with his earlobe or hair as she narrated her day's events to him. How even when she had been happy and was at a raucous party earlier in the evening she couldn't get rid of his thoughts. How her lover's face didn't leave her mind that she tricked her guardians and came to visit him, despite the downpour and stormy winds.
She raised her head, resting her chin on his chest, meeting his eyes with her proud ones. Ones filled with love. That moment was enough to convey to Yoongi that she genuinely loved him completely. He realised she worshipped him. Yoongi felt his heart filled with happiness and pride, getting fuller and fuller, and oozing tremendous love for her.
He thought what to do next; he couldn't leave it at that. He wanted to-, no he had to make her his forever. His Hwabyeong. His beautiful, virtuous and noble Hwa.
His mind chanted while he stroked her hair with every statement.
I rule your heart.
You submitted to me.
Mine.
All Mine.
Just Mine.
Amidst the ongoing chants in his mind, Yoongi figured out what to do.
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A/N: What do you think of this chapter? What do you think Yoongi plans to do?
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