𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 | 𝐎𝐓𝟕 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝟏𝟓 - 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 | (𝐘/𝐍) | 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧

It was pretty late at night when I woke up. Jungkook, Jimin, and I had stayed up playing video games on the tv in Jimin's room and after that, we watched Iron Man 2 because me and Jimin lost to Jungkook in rock paper scissors.

'Man, I really need to pee.'

I got up from the soft blanket that I was wrapped up in on the floor and saw that both Jimin and Jungkook were knocked out on the floor with Jimin's arms completely around Jungkook.

Jimin's and Jungkook's rooms were the only bedrooms that didn't have their own bathroom so I carefully walked out of the room, softly shutting the door behind me as I tiptoed down the hallway to the bathroom.

-

I finished with my business and washed my hands, I was walking back to Jimin's room when I heard a small sound come from the living room. Only small nightlights slightly lighting the rooms around the apartment.

Quickly and quietly, I walked to the living room doorway to see someone passing around in the living room.

"Hello?"

My voice was light and sounded a little surprised by the sudden realization that the figure was looking directly at me. And once I look at the figure's eyes, I could assume was Taehyung. The same golden eyes that have been haunting my dreams were peering straight at me.

"Tae? Is that you?"

The figure never moving ever since it laid eyes on me.

I moved into the living room to see if I could get a better glance at them, but it seemed to be useless because the nightlights weren't strong enough.

"Taehyung, if that's you please say something, I'm starting to get freaked out."

I waited a few minutes for a reply and finally got one after I was beginning to move back out of the living room.

"(Y/N) I don't want to be alone, come sit with me."

It was definitely Taehyung's voice, but it sounded different, almost like Jimin's when he still hated me, like his voice was filled with rage or maybe even impatience. But either way, Tae seemed like he needed my help, so I anxiously shuffled over to the couch and sat down.

Taehyung moved in front of me, just staring down at me.

"I there anything you would like to talk about? I heard that you weren't feeling too wel-"

Before I could finish, Taehyung had pushed me down on the grey couch and was completely overtop of me. Both of his hands right beside my head and one of his knees between my legs. I couldn't move anywhere.

There was a strong smell coming from him, it was intoxicating and reassembled musky cinnamon. The scent was only getting stronger as he kept becoming closer to my body, and by then, the smell became so powerful that it was burning my nose.

He brought his left hand down to the entrance of my shirt and started to lift the light clothing, his cold, large, hand landing on the side of my stomach, ultimately putting my body in shock, my breathing hitched, and my heartbeat quickening.

"Jimin! Someone! HELP!"

All I could do was scream, my body wouldn't move and even if it could, I couldn't fight off a white tiger hybrid, it was just impossible. But after I screamed, my mouth was covered with his other huge hand, keeping me from making any more noise.

Tears fell from my eyes, in acknowledgment that I was going to be forcefully mated to someone who I thought I could trust.

The living room lights were suddenly turned on and small growling was heard from across the room, which made Taehyung look to find where it was coming from.