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THIS IS A BTS FANFICTION BUT MOSTLY IT WILL BE TAEHYUNG X READER.
Kim Taehyung, the most eligible bachelor in Korea, the CEO of Kim Enterprises, and every girl's dream man. His work and his family are the only things that matter to him. Ma...
Oh, I'm so nervous right now. They'll be here any minute, and I'm constantly scratching my neck. "Stop scratching yourself, baby." Taehyung says before removing my hand from my neck. Oh, we're at Taehyung's house, waiting for his parents.
If you're wondering why I'm going insane right now, it's because Taehyung's parents are arriving in a few minutes. It is, indeed, Monday. I'm not sure why it arrived so early. I've been counting down the days until Monday, and now I'm freaking out. I think I'm going insane.
"Don't worry, they'll absolutely love you." He's been trying to calm me down since the morning. I nod and take a few deep breaths. Taehyung asked me to wear a cream-colored salwar suit because I look stunning in it (his words, not mine).
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(Y/n's outfit)
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"What did you do with Chang, Taehyung? After that night." I inquire of him out of curiosity. I know he did something, but he never told me what it was. "You don't have to be concerned about him, baby. He's been delt with." "OK," I say, nodding.
Taehyung's Pov
I didn't tell my princess what I did to him because I was afraid, she'd freak out.
Flashback
Yoongi hyung took me to the room where that jerk was kept. He assumed I'd simply let him go for hurting my Y/n. When I walk into the room, he is tied to a chair in the middle of the room, staring at me.
"If you hadn't shown up, I would've made Y/n mine. She is mine and mine alone." He spat. This enraged me so much that I took the knife from the table and slashed his thigh "Don't even dare to say my baby's name from your filthy mouth. This was only a teaser; if I see you around my girlfriend again, I'll fucking kill you." As I twist the knife in his thigh, I growl.
As I continue twisting the knife, he screams in agony. Blood covers my hands. When I'm finished, I pull out the knife and grab his right hand. "Did you touch my baby with these hands?" I grunted, breaking his right hand, which was clearly fractured, and heard his agonised screams. After a while, his screams cease, and I realise he has passed out.
