En donde Kim Taehyung recibe un mensaje de su vecina pidiéndole un extraño favor. [...] -Taehyung-ah ¿podrías salir con mi hijo? -¿Señora Kim? -Por favor, te pagaría... -Ok, muestreme una foto de él. Historia Original. 🔸Pareja: TaeJin. 🔸Cambio en las edades: Jin menor que Taehyung. 🔸Pobre intento de comedia.

[Mafia, Stockholm Syndrome, A/B/O, Boypussy Jin] Seokjin's angry expression quickly changed into fear when Taehyung slammed his head against the cushioned headboard, his hand crushing Seokjin's neck. "Don't test me, Kim Seokjin", he warned, breath falling on Seokjin's lips, "I swear I can be a nightmare for you." Seokjin closed his eyes when Taehyung brought his wounded finger towards his face. The captor wiped his blood on Seokjin's cheek, bright red standing out against the pale skin. Words: ~10k

[Twin!Tae, A/B/O, Bp Jin] Vante wasn't easy by any means; he had his fair share of seductive omegas ready to warm his bed but this... this particular omega, carrying his brother's mark and scent, was something dreams were made of. He did not care that there would be consequences, complications and regrets. In this moment all he wanted was to indulge the body of this omega who was screaming his brother's name.