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Never (TaehyungxReader)🔞

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Reads 71
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Parts 4
Time 22m

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"Captain Tiger, in radar, a person heading, 50 metres to your right. Prepare your sniper. Over."

 "Heard. Over."

Attaching the flash-reductor and peering through the scope, Taehyung hides beneath the wild lace shrubs, perfectly camouflaging himself, ready to shoot at sight who is being the threat to his motherland. 

"25, over."
"Shut the fuck up, over."

Attaching the muzzle brakes and peeking through the scopes, Taehyung awaits the moment he shoots the threat coming from the neighbouring foe country. However, when the silhouette of the person running comes to his sight, all outlined by moonlight and fog, running pathetically and seemingly wounded, he grows pale and rigid.
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"Y/N?'
A Kim Taehyung x Reader fanfictionAll Rights Reserved

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The air was tense, humming with power, as Kim Taehyung sat at the head of the long, dark mahogany table. His fingers, adorned with silver rings, lazily held a lit cigarette between them, the ember glowing like a predator's eye in the dark. He was a sight to behold-draped in a black silk shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease a glimpse of his sculpted chest, the fabric clinging to his body like a second skin. A tailored black blazer sat perfectly on his broad shoulders, the intricate embroidery along the lapels shimmering subtly under the dim lights. His black dress pants were fitted, cinched with an expensive belt, the silver buckle engraved with his initials. And his shoes-Italian leather, polished to perfection-completed his aura of deadly elegance. But what truly stole the breath away was the way he held his gun-a Colt Dragoon revolver, an old yet reliable piece, resting in his grip like an extension of his own body. The metal glinted coldly as he tilted it slightly, his thumb brushing over the barrel

My Doctor ( Taehyung X reader) [Completed]✓ by scarlett_480

"I have a stomachache here. Doctor please check me," Taehyung said. "Stop doing live drama, Dr. Kim !!" y/n said. "It's hurting ! Ah..!!" " I am not gonna fall for your trap. I am leaving, bye!" you replied with a wicked tone. "Give me a kiss at least," he showed you a cute face. "I have a surgery. I don't have much time to waste," you replied as you went forward to him who was lying on your cabin's couch wearing a white doctor coat . You gave him a kiss on his forehead and ran away from his grip. "What was that???" he yelled," it's not a perfect kiss." "Adjust with it, I don't have time," you closed the door and left. Let's see what's the story of this playboy ??? Read to know.....Readers first time writing a fanfic of Taehyung. Hope you will support me and vote it. love you all #16-readerxcharacter #2-ilovebts #2-hotteacher 😏 Started : 1st May, 2020

Mr. Bodyguard (UNDER EDITING) by rutus_diary

" I want to kiss you." His eyes widened as you got away a little, but still close enough. You kept staring at him as he was doing the same. Too stunned to even react. Your eyes landed on his luscious lips as you licked your own. You held his jacket with your fist before moving closer until your breaths mingle with each other. Your lips getting closer to his ready to claim them. But before they could touch, Jungkook held your shoulder moving you away from him. "M-Miss. Y/N, it's wrong." He stuttered as he tried to push you away but not too harshly to hurt you. Your eyes went a little gloomy as you stared at him. He was looking down. You sighted before yanking his hands away as you stumble a little. "Why?" When he always pushed you away but carved for you secretly. Was it worth to fall in love with your bodyguard, who you looked at as your future? But who knows how your past is related to him? Is he really your forever? Will this love get its Happy ending? Or will it rest as one-sided love? ________________🦋_______________ 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜𝗦 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚. This story contains mature language. Also mentioned violence. Don't proceed if you're uncomfortable. I do not sexualise any BTS member. Please read it as a fanfic. Don't take it personally. START ~ 14/08/2022 END ~ 13/02/2023 🔞🔞 - mature content DO NOT REPOST MY STORY

My Only Girl | REVAMPED | by TaeTaeGinger

A software engineer,a genius and kind hearted yet savage girl from USA, Y/n falls in love at first sight in South Korea which she denies at first but soon realises when she sees her love interest working in the same company as hers but not as a colleague but as a CEO Kim Taehyung. For how long will she be able to hide her feelings or will Kim Taehyung fall back in love with her? How these two will find their way to their love life along with office and family life?? A simple yet elegant love story of two future love birds...❤️❤️! *Ongoing* Contains:- Romance Drama Emotional drama Soft Smut Slangs Happy Ending Guaranteed 😘😘 This is my first time writing fanfiction. Also, English is not my first language so plz forgive my grammatical mistakes. Plz do support me. Disclaimer/Copyright/Warnings Any resemblance to actual life events and people, living or dead, are all purely coincidence. I am not, in any way, affiliated to BTS members or Bighit Entertainment so I do not own BTS members mentioned in my fanfiction. I do not own any of the pictures that I have used in this fanfic. I only own the story line. Enjoy Reading 💜💜

Her sinful soul__a J.Jk ff by jkbangtan117

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The air was tense, humming with power, as Kim Taehyung sat at the head of the long, dark mahogany table. His fingers, adorned with silver rings, lazily held a lit cigarette between them, the ember glowing like a predator's eye in the dark. He was a sight to behold-draped in a black silk shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease a glimpse of his sculpted chest, the fabric clinging to his body like a second skin. A tailored black blazer sat perfectly on his broad shoulders, the intricate embroidery along the lapels shimmering subtly under the dim lights. His black dress pants were fitted, cinched with an expensive belt, the silver buckle engraved with his initials. And his shoes-Italian leather, polished to perfection-completed his aura of deadly elegance. But what truly stole the breath away was the way he held his gun-a Colt Dragoon revolver, an old yet reliable piece, resting in his grip like an extension of his own body. The metal glinted coldly as he tilted it slightly, his thumb brushing over the barrel