BTSxTaehyung OneShots

Tae(something)min- pt.1

Ship: Vmin
Top(s): Jimin
Jimin and Taehyung's house gets broken into when Jimin was at work, and the intruder tries to kidnap Taehyung.

ok guess who it is. you know who it is. its a huge suprise (note the sarcasm)
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Taehyung danced around the kitchen, broom in hand. He hummed as he cleaned, excited and full of energy.

Today was his and Jimin's first aniversary, and he wanted it to be special. Jimin sadly had to go into work, which he understood. He actually used to work with Jimin, and knew the boss was a huge jerk.

He loved Jimin, so much. Jimin helped him through so many hard times in his life. When his grandmother died, his friends left him, and when the person who he thought was the love of his life disappeared.

Even when he was a jerk, when he tried his hardest to push the elder away, he stayed. Jimin stayed through the hateful words, the heavy punches and the dead eyes, which he eventually brought back to life.

So Taehyung was set on making this one of the best days of their life.

He cleaned the whole house (3 times, but leave him be), decorated their living room and bedroom, and started getting ready to make dinner.

"Damn I am good," He mumbled to himself, looking at the living room.

"That you are," Someone agreed, standing directly behind him.

Taehyung screamed, not having even heard the door, which he now realized was wide open, open. He didn't have time to react before his middle was grabbed, arms trapped at his sides, and a blindfold was placed over his eyes, tape covering his mouth.

He felt rope being wrapped around his body, replacing the arms and making sure the only thing he could move was his head. Tears poured down his face, if he had paid attention and heard the door being broken open, he could have done something. He wasn't defenseless, he knew a little about self defense.

He was set on the couch, the person kneeling in front of him.

"Hey, don't cry. Please don't cry, I don't want you to cry,"

He scoffed in his head, it was pretty difficult not to cry when you think you're about to die.

(A/N: it rhymes, im so good at life)

Taehyung heard the person walk around the room, growling occasionally for reasons he couldn't see. He heard something shatter, and his heart jumped. The only glass in the living room was pictures, pictures of him and Jimin. Ones of them hugging, laughing, kissing. They happily put those pictures on display, wanting to constantly be reminded of how happy they are.

"Baby? Why's the door open?"

Jimin's voice flooded through their home, and Taehyung felt his breath hitch. 'No no no no no. Please don't get hurt, please'

"What the fuck?"

"Hi Jimin,"

"Listen man, whatever you have against me, leave Taehyung out of this, he's innocent. He doesn't know,"

Taehyung could only listen to their conversation, confused.

"Really? You never told him? Either way, I'm not actually here for you, I'm here for him. He's mine,"

Jimin scoffed, "No he isn't. I don't know who you think you are, but I'm sure he doesn't know you, he is not yours,"

"Yes he is, he's been mine, and you took him from me,"

He heard a click, and the intruder laugh, "Jimin, guns, really? Come on, let's fight, or are you scared?"

"Please, like I'd be scared of someone like you,"

With tears rapidly running down his face, he listened to them fight, the grueseome sound of bones breaking and things shattering filling his ears.

"You're good," The intruder panted, "Namjoon trained you, yeah?"

"I was trained by the best,"

"Too bad for you, I trained Namjoon,"

Jimin screamed before falling silent, and Taehyung felt his heart stop.

The man knelt back down besides him and took off the tape.

"What did you do to him?" Taehyung cried loudly.

"Nothing he didn't deserve, he stole you from me. He needed to pay the price, you're mine,"

Taehyung, if possible, cried even louder, "I'm not yours. Let me go, I need to help Jimin!"

"You can help him, sure. But I'll just come back to kill him later,"

"Why? Just leave us be, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

The ropes were cut, and he immeditely took of his blindfold, not even looking at the man before looking for Jimin.

Jimin was lying on the floor behind the couch, a puddle of blood under him, unconcious.

"Jimin! Oh my god,"

"He's not dead, not yet at least," The guy mumbled, coming over to stand next to him, harshly kicking Jimin in the side.

"He needs to go to the hospital, please, let me take him to the hospital,"

"Nah, he'll die either way, so why not let him die in his own house?"

Taehyung tried to run to the kitchen, where the first aid kit lied on the counter, from him cutting his finger earlier today, but he was caught by the back of his shirt.

"Taehyung, look at me,"

"Yoongi just let me go," He sobbed.

(A/N: literally no one is suprised. its taegimin bitch)

Yoongi was shocked, "You knew it was me?"

"Of fucking course I did, you were the love of my life, I could recognize you from your steps alone," He pulled, letting his shirt rip, releasing him from Yoongi's grasp.

"What do you mean, 'was'? I am the love of your life. You promised me that we'd always be together," Yoongi growled, holding his face.

"And that was until you disappeared, and I thought you died. I moved on because I thought you were dead, and that you would want me to be happy,"

Taehyung headbutt the taller, kneeing him in the gut. Yoongi doubled over in pain, gritting his teeth.

The younger ran over to Jimin, tearing the rest of his shirt off to put over his wound, "Minnie no, please don't leave me, please, no,"

"Taehyung," Yoongi's eyes flashed angrily, "We're leaving. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way,"

"I'm not fucking leaving him! Not like this," Taehyung sucked in a sharp breath, "Take him to the hospital, and I'll go,"

"Really? Ok-"

"I need proof he's in the hospital, and you can't kill him. Ever,"

Yoongi sighed, "You know me so well. But fine, anything to get you back. Jin, bring him to the hospital," He spoke, confusing Taehyung, until he saw the small black electronic sitting in his ear.

"Wait, how will I know he's okay?"

"I'll let him call you, but only once," Yoongi pulled him back to his feet, arms around his waist possessively, "Come on, angel. Let's get you home,"

He looked over his shoulder as he was escorted out, watching Jimin's unconcious body being dragged out from the back door, into a black van, and hopefully to a hospital.

"Please be okay," He mumbled. He wiped his eyes as Yoongi kissed his forhead, setting him on the back of his motorcycle.

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