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purplecaro · 5 years
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Vuelve por mi - EL VERDADERO FINAL... UN NUEVO INICIO (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/4RVS2bYneY "Nunca podrás escapar de tu corazón, así que es mejor que escuches lo que tiene que decirte..." -Paulo Coelho- Ni el tiempo podra hacer que no regreses sobre tus pasos... ni cambies lo que ya fue destinado
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Mi Dulce Pecado ||| TAEGI ||| YAOI (en Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/kx7MgbQNbZ Se que esta mal... pero se siente tan bien. ۰۪۫P۪۫۰۰۪۫o۪۫۰۰۪۫r۪۫۰۰۪۫t۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫d۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰ La portada fue hecha por la increíble @Sr_Kumamon_
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geminibangtan · 4 years
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My Savior, My tormentor
Pt.3
Taehyung woke up on his back facing the ceiling, agitated and sore, he could only move his head, not even his hands or feet. Paralyzed. </p>
<p>It seems as if he was changed into new clothes, his neck arched, trying to see where he was, grunting and straining his neck. All he could see was a wooden door with a few cracks that allowed a little light to shine through. </p>
<p>There was a slight burning in his lower area, slowly building up to the point he can Bailey take it. His bladder. Of all times, now he needs to pee, he can barely move his body. </p>
<p>“Hello?” He called, “Is anyone there?” His words fainting, tears started to build increasingly blurring his vision.<br />
“I need help, please.” His lips pressed together as he tried to adjust the uncomfortable sensation building in his pants.<br />
A Few seconds sooner, a man walked in ignoring his words urging him to let him relieve himself. </p>
<p>“Please, I just need a minute.” He told him, but the man only dragged him up by his arms and escorted him into a hallway.</p>
<p> “Where are you-” Taehyung started, his attention now focused on the many girls lined up along the walls of the hallway. Suddenly he heard a loud crash, soon after a girl came running out of a tall entrance. It’s probably where he stays, right?</p>
<p>She was crying, the dress she was wearing was torn from her cleavage down to the nape of her stomach, Taehyung could see her breast as she ran away from the room, she didn’t even try to cover herself. She just ran away crying. What could have possibly happened? Why the hell was she crying?</p>
<p>He then realized that the girls int the hallway had on similar clothing like the one that just ran away crying. Is this some crazy-ass cult he got himself into? He keeps asking himself before he was pulled into the same room from before. </p>
<p>Shit. He still needs to pee though. </p>
<p>“Great One, We brought him.” The man announced, tightening his hold on Taehyung who hissed in pain, his body was still not healed from the whipping he received.<br />
And why the hell does everyone call him, “great one” or “Your majesty”? Does he have royal blood? Who the hell is he? Taehyung wondered as he was bought and pushed into a chair. </p>
<p>“Good,” the guy from before rose from where it seemed he was laying. It was behind the throne looking chair, a silk see-through curtain separating it from the room. ”you can leave. And send in one more.” </p>
<p>Taehyung just sat with his mouth hanging open as the guy revealed himself. He looked over to see a pile of plates and silverware thrown on the ground on a table not too far from where he sat.<br />
What went on in here? </p>
<p>Not a moment too soon that burning feeling returned, just as a lady walked inside the room, her clothes hugged her slim figure just perfectly. Silky and almost see-through, Taehyung shifted his head to the side, looking at the girl from head to toe, to anyone it would seem as if he was admiring her, but that couldn’t be far from his thoughts. </p>
<p>“Why the hell are there so many?” As soon as those words left his mouth, he slapped his hands over this lips. His eyes quickly darted up to find the man staring down at him. Smirking. </p>
<p>His heart then jumped, a short uncontrollable sound escaped his lips as his chest rose quickly. </p>
<p>“I’ll serve you tonight, great one.” The girl spoke, her lips curing similarly into an uncomfortable smile, just like the girl from before. </p>
<p>The man sighed, eyes tracing the girl's curves and structure, but yet he frowns. He could see the muscles in his jaws clenching, his eyes looked drained. He looks exhausted.” </p>
<p>“Will you fail me too?” He walked up to her, gently caressing the side of her face. Then suddenly he pulls her in connecting his lips, cupping tightly under her chin, forcing her head still. She raised her hand, trying to cup his cheeks but he slapped it away. </p>
<p> From where Taehyung sat, it didn’t look aggressive, Burt rather eager. Definitely eager. </p>
<p>They were like that for a minute or two, and Taehyung could only hold his head down. It was fucking awkward just staring at them kissing for almost 3 minutes. </p>
<p>“There’s no taste.” The guy spoke into the kiss, against her lips. Suddenly he held her on both sides of her jaws and lightly pushed her away, actually, it was hardly a push, “There’s nothing, you’re just tasteless, you can leave.” </p>
<p>Taehyung’s mouth then dropped open, blinking repeatedly as he looked between the two.<br />
“Why?” She asked, Taehyung could heat the hurt in her voice, she frowned and tightened her fingers and curled them into a fist. “I did everything I was supposed to. I-” </p>
<p>She paused at the sudden bang of tin cans and silverware kicked across the floor. “That’s enough you may leave.” He told her, Taehyung searched for a hint of anger on his face, but there wasn’t any, but rather, annoyance. He was agitated. </p>
<p>The girl then looked over at Taehyung Her eyes watering and lips pressed tightly together. Oh, the embarrassment on her face is surreal. </p>
<p>As soon as she left, the awkwardness in the atmosphere just got ten times thicker. But Taehyung had to say something, this doesn’t feel right to him. The way he just treated her as if she was a failed task. </p>
<p>“How can you talk to her like that?” He asked, staring down at his feet, his words would probably be more effective he looked him in the eyes, but he just can’t. Something won’t let him. </p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Nothing happened.” The guy then said, staring straight at Taehyung, his brows furrowed and eyes squinted as if he’s saying it so he could believe it as well. “Something’s wrong with her, I think.” </p>
<p>“There is nothing wrong with her, you’re just an asshole.” Taehyung immediately regretted his words right after, clamping his lips shut and eased back down a little into the chair. </p>
<p>“How can you talk to me this way?” He walked closer to him with a genuine look of confusion on his face. </p>
<p>He did just speak informally to him, but is that all he’s bewildered by? </p>
<p>“I’m your king, how can you even speak without permission? The way he spoke was less of a question but rather intrigued. </p>
<p>“King?” Taehyung mouthed, a quick moment of silence while he fought the tugging at his lips, soon after a sudden outburst of laughter filled the room. Taehyung’s lips stretched brilliantly, forming a perfect square. He bit his lips fighting the urge to laugh again, but every time she plays those words over in his head, he can’t seem to stop a little chuckle. </p>
<p>“There’s no king.” Taehyung finally said, whipping the tears away from his eyes, trying to steadily breathe without laughing again. “There hasn’t been for years now. There is only the royal families, but no one is king.”</p>
<p>“You think I’m lying?” The king sounds intrigued by this peculiar attitude, something he has never seen before. </p>
<p>“Yes.” Taehyung said plainly with a huge smile. “If you’re the king, then I must be the queens long lost great grandmother.” He chuckled once more. </p>
<p>“Do you realize where you are?” The king was now standing with his hands failed across his chest, his hair flowing down perfectly matching the faded pink<br />
Pajama shirt along with its matching pants. </p>
<p>“I have no need to prove myself to you,” he hissed, slowly walking up to Taehyung, who can’t seem to sit still at the moment, The closer he got, the more his face began to flush pink. The king noticed this, he noticed the way Taehyung looks at him, even when he thinks he’s not looking at him. </p>
<p>“You would just have to believe me.” He stopped a few inches away, Taehyung could smell the scent of skin, fresh and clean, like vanilla and flower-scented candles. </p>
<p>And then there it is again, that burn, deep down, the way he could just let it go right there. But he doesn’t, he just crossed his legs and tried to listen to the other. </p>
<p>“Is something wrong?” Taehyung heard him ask, not realizing that the king was a step away from him, close enough that he could feel his breathing.<br />
“You look uncomfortable.” He told him, pushing his face up close towards Taehyung, his eyes were wide with confusion as he stared intently into his face. </p>
<p>The moment he made direct eye contact with the king, his cheeks began to burn, he gripped onto the chair arms and looked away, embarrassed at his reaction.<br />
“Bathroom.” Taehyung finally choked out, though it was barely hearable. The king moved even closer, turning his head to the side so he could hear him more clearly. ”please.” </p>
<p>Taehyung doesn’t think the king knows what he is doing to him, oddly he doesn’t either. He keeps reacting this way whenever he’s close to him, it kind of annoying. </p>
<p>“If that’s what you’re-” the king began, pausing at the sight In front of him, his mouth hanging open, eyes wide and brows rippled together. His eyes then trailed downwards, lower and lower. </p>
<p>Taehyung exhaled heavily at the refreshing sensation in his lower stomach, he sat back leaned his head against the chair’s head and closed his eyes. A low sound of relief escaped his lips such as his eyes shot back open. Right there, before the king, he realized what he just did. Taehyung’s eyes then traveled downwards and saw his soaked trousers, and the puddle on the floor just right where his feet were. </p>
<p>“How Could You?” The king spoke, mouth still hanging open. The next few minutes were silent. Dead silence. </p>
<p>“How dare you.” He said, this time with more control in his voice, “clean it up.” He told him before walking towards the throne. As he sat he threw down a clean silk piece of clothing. </p>
<p>“Clean it, now.” The tone in his voice was like before, the way he spoke to the girl, demanding and stiff. Taehyung tightened his fists, resisting the temptation to yell at him, to talk back to him, but he doesn’t. He grabbed the cloth, got on his knees and started cleaning up his mess. </p>
<p>“Maybe if you spent less time talking back to me,” the king started, “and told me, I would have let you go sooner.” He said as he sat back and rose his hand to rested his head on his wrist with an almost mocking smile. </p>
<p>“If you’re the king, why are so childish?” Taehyung spoke out loud and pressed his lips together as soon as he finished his sentence. </p>
<p>“What was that?” The king asked, and was about to get up before someone strolled inside, the sound of heels against the tiled floor echoed throughout the room. Taehyung couldn’t help but look to see who it was. </p>
<p>A tall slim figure walked inside, hair almost red like fire, dressed in the lightest shade of green. As she made her way inside, she looked over at Taehyung who was still kneeling on the floor, with the fond expression. She smiled with a slight bow, lips curved perfectly lifting her cheeks just right under her eyes. </p>
<p>Wow. She was was beyond gorgeous. Taehyung’s gaze followed her every step, he’s not attracted to her, definitely not. Just curious that’s all. The way she walks is perfect, the way her hips sway to the sound of her heels clicking against the marbled floor. No, not attracted to her. </p>
<p>“Are you done?” He heard the King’s voice, pushing away his thoughts. “If you are standing and show your manners.”<br />
Taehyung did as he was told, he stumbled to his feet, still aching from his sores, his eyes still fixed on the lady that just walked in. Usually, he would have said something, but something compelled him not to this time. </p>
<p>“Still the same I see?” She finally spoke, thin soothing voice that fits perfectly with her posture.</p>
<p>“You say that every time you come to visit.” The Kong’s voice was different when he spoke this time, it was light and almost pleasant in a way he can’t explain. </p>
<p>“But yet you never seem to change,” she looked over at Taehyung for a short while, smiled, and looked towards the king again. “Not even for me.” </p>
<p>What’s this feeling he’s getting, the feeling in the atmosphere, it’s almost too alien to him, could they . . .are they possibly flirting? </p>
<p>“Who is he?” Taehyung heard her ask, both of them staring in his direction, but the king only pushed his lips into a pout, and shrugged. Why is he acting this way, suddenly so different? </p>
<p>“He’s very handsome.” She said still looking at Taehyung, he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks not from her words but from the way she’s looking at him. </p>
<p>“Do you think so?” The king asked, earning a bitter look from Taehyung, but there was this short moment of a silent exchange of an awkward stare. This too had his cheeks burning, flushed with light pink. </p>
<p>“I’m keeping him here until father returns.” </p>
<p>Father? Taehyung shifted his gaze to the door, but couldn’t help but listen to their conversation. </p>
<p>“Father is always occupied,” he heard him say, knowing well that she is staring right at him, “you might be here for a while.” Her voice was a bit lingering, almost teasing to his ear.<br />
What the hell, they are siblings? </p>
<p>Taehyung didn’t look at her, only coughed to clear his throat. </p>
<p> </p>
<p>“Leave him.” The king hissed, “you’re not taking him,” he sounded almost annoyed.</p>
<p>“He’s not going to be one of your playthings.” She said again, now looking over at Taehyung, who seems like he couldn’t care less about what they were talking about. “I’ll wait until he’s back.” </p>
<p>“Oh come on,” Taehyung could hear the sound of her lips stretching into a smile, “he doesn’t look like much. Sure he has the looks, but who is he really?” </p>
<p>The way her words barely grazed him, he couldn’t help but snort, he then took a seat in the chair, not seeming to care that it would upset the king or not. </p>
<p>“He’s certainly for the attitude.” She said with a short giggle. But the king only looked confused, that’s the same confused look again. </p>
<p>“So did you do it?” There was silence for a brief moment, this time Taehyung was focused, directing all his attention to the king. Having a clue of what she might be talking about, maybe the reason for the long line of girls that waited for him outside. </p>
<p>Desperately waiting for him to say something.<br />
But he only shrugged and started playing with the silk fabric of his pajamas. </p>
<p>“When will you get over it, Yoongi?” As soon a she called his name, his eyes shot right to Taehyung who was smiling from ear to ear finally hearing his name.<br />
He gave her a very warning look before she realized what she just did.<br />
No one outside the royal family is to know the name of the king. If this simple information gets known or leaked, it is punishable by death. Specially decapitation. </p>
<p>“Oops.” She said with a small innocent smile, Taehyung has a feeling she wasn’t really sorry. She does seem like the type of person to not care about the consequences of her words. Why would she, she’s the king’s sister. </p>
<p>…………………………………………………………………………………<br />
Taehyung spent the rest of the day sitting in the king’s throne room. He was always by his side, he even let him sit around the table with him as he ate dinner. All the stories are true, he is mad, but is he as evil as people make him out to be? </p>
<p>Killing people mercilessly with a smile on his face. Oddly that doesn’t seem like something he would do, from the little time that he has known him for, he seems like a regular citizen. But a cocky one at that. No decapitation of women, no hitting barely even any yelling. The only time he has ever seen him yell at anyone was that one time he got upset at the girl who he had kissed. </p>
<p>He is even allowed to enter where he sleeps. Taehyung wonders why he is being treated this way, from what he heard people say about him, he was expecting to be sleeping outside with pigs and chickens. </p>
<p>It has been almost a week now since he has been in the palace with the king, honestly it’s the same, breakfast, girls, lunch and dinner. Nothing more. Is this what his life is like. Why is it so important for him to have so many girls around him? From what he has seen, he doesn’t seem to enjoy their company. Something Taehyung really seems to think he understands. He never get why guys needed girls so much, girls never seemed to need guys as much, at least that’s what he thought. The women in the village were always doing things for themselves, working and providing. Why do they need men? </p>
<p>It was late. He was told to sit in the throne room while the kings were occupied. Occupied doing what? What could be possibly be doing at this time of day? The sky was pitch black and the air was freezing cold. It’s the perfect time to be sleeping right now. </p>
<p>All he can do is just wait. He could try to leave, but that would only end one way, like it has for the past week, but he would always fail. The guards would catch him trying to escape, he wants to leave. He needs to know how his mother and brother are doing. At most times of the day, they are what’s on his mind. </p>
<p>Now he’s had enough, he needs to find out more as to why he is being held there. There was no one around, no guards and surprisingly no girls.<br />
There was a sudden echo, a voice from behind the see-through curtain that separates the throne room and where the king would lay to rest during the day. </p>
<p>But there was no one there, Taehyung being himself, curiosity on his mind, he got up from where he was seated and stepped up on the platform where the throne sat. He carefully poked his head through the curtains and saw no one, but a door, tall and wide door. What’s there to lose right? He asked himself. They won’t kill you, the most that could happen is you getting whipped again. </p>
<p>He shook his thoughts out of his head, shrugged, and walked towards the door. As he got to it, pushed it open and stepped inside, the echoey sound got even clearer. The more he walked the clearer it got.<br />
It was strange, he doesn’t know how to describe the sound. He’s not sure whether it’s good or bad. From the tone of it, its customer possibly be bad, right? </p>
<p>Was he hearing right, he usually confuses these things since he is not experienced at all. It’s a man’s voice, low and deep, he sounds relaxed but not at the same time. Taehyung kept walking to the sound of the voice, forgetting that he’s in the king’s chambers, he’s not supposed to be wondering sound. He finally got to an entrance, a doorway but with a red curtain hung from the board post above. It wasn’t see-through like the rest he passed on his way there .</p>
<p>“A little harder,” he heard, along with a muffled grunt, the voice sounds familiar, too familiar. </p>
<p>Shit. Is that the king? Taehyung debates as to whether he should look inside to see if he was alright or not. It took at least 2 minutes or hearing muffled moans through the curtain to make his mind up, but as soon as he heard a girls voice, she said something along the lines of, “it’s not working” For him to quickly pull the curtain aside. </p>
<p>Taehyung’s mouth hung open, stuttering at the sight in front of him. He slapped his hands over his lips to prevent himself from screaming. </p>
<p>There he was, the king. His hair flowing freely over his shoulders, skin, lots of skin. He sat on a bed, not too high and not too low. His pale bare chest openly right before his eyes, and before him was the most shocking of all, a girl, kneeling before him with her hands. . . Her hands gripping firmly over his length. </p>
<p>Taehyung gasped and was about to turn away before he spoke, “What are you doing?” </p>
<p>The only things he could do was stand there with his eyes wide open at the sight of the king, a sight he has never seen before.<br />
“Please get up.” The king spoke softly, holding the girl by her hand, gently helping her to her feet as they both stood. </p>
<p>“You can leave.” He said to her before she quickly glanced at Taehyung and ran out of the room. </p>
<p>“I asked you a question?” </p>
<p>“I heard some noises.” He began, “I thought Mr you might. . .” He trailed off, his eyes darting down to meet with the full view of the king’s member. </p>
<p>“Need help.” He finally chokes out, his eyes keep darting up but back down, as he realized the king’s bewildered expression to his reaction. </p>
<p>“I do.” He said, earning a soft squeal from Taehyung’s lips. “But it’s not something you can help with.” The king frowned, walking oh-so comfortably to a chair where his nightclothes were placed.<br />
He signed once more, as he grabbed his pants and shuffled into them. </p>
<p>Taehyung doesn’t know what it is. That feeling, it’s weird. It’s alien. Yet it’s not bad. His pulse raced, his skin burns, his words freeze, and it’s all because of that feeling. He doesn’t know what it is. But at the moment, he couldn’t care less. </p>
<p>“What is it?” He asked the tone of his voice seemed like he’s genuinely worried, but a bit curious as well.<br />
“I’ve seen you like this before. Does it have something to do with the girls?” </p>
<p>The king doesn’t answer. He just stares at him. He still has t put his shirt on. And for some odd reason, Taehyung is wishing he doesn’t. </p>
<p>“Do you really care enough to want to know?” The king finally asked, eyes peering deeply at Taehyung. </p>
<p>He only nodded. And that was enough. </p>
<p>“I think I’m broken.” He finally spoke, throwing his open front nightshirt over his shoulders, attracting a very muffled sigh from Taehyung. “No one works for me..” </p>
<p>“What do you mean?”<br />
The king moved towards him, his shirt still unbuttoned, he paused right in front of him. Taehyung towards over him a bit. He was only a few feet taller, someone the thought of that made his heart jump. </p>
<p>“Close them.” He ordered, looking straight into Taehyung’s eyes, “please.” </p>
<p>Gulp. His skin is burning again. He really wishes this doesn’t happen every time. But he can’t help if, he’s about to scream if he keeps looking at him like that. </p>
<p>“I still don’t understand.” Taehyung looked down, grabbed his shirt and slowly started buttoning, slowly. </p>
<p>“It won’t get hard.” He said plainly, Taehyung looked up immediately, totally shocked, definitely wasn’t expecting it to be that, “ I’ve tried with so many girls, but nothing works.” </p>
<p>What’s he supposed to say in this situation? He doesn’t, doesn’t speak. He lonely kept his eyes on the shirt and kept buttoning. God, he can feel him staring at him. </p>
<p>“I shouldn’t be telling you this.” The king finally broke the silence, his brows furrowed in confusion, “no one should no this about me.” </p>
<p>“It’s not like I’m going to say anything,” Taehyung chuckled, he could feel the blood spreading to his cheeks, “who am I going to tell?” </p>
<p>“I can’t let you leave.” The king told him casually, “my father won’t let me. He says you’re important to him.” </p>
<p>There was a pause, and the atmosphere had changed a little, “so I guess that means you’re important to me too.” </p>
<p>Fuck. This keeps happening. All this is so confusing to him, the way he is feeling. It’s not right, he was always told that men can’t love men. But these words, that’s just it, right? Words. Meaningless words, that doesn’t apply to what he is feeling right now. </p>
<p>Men cannot love men. He cannot feel this way. This is what he is telling himself at the moment. At this very moment, the moment where he can’t seem to take his eyes away from the other’s lips. </p>
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angustdtt · 7 years
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-feather- taegi | drabble
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anonymous requested:  Can I please request Taegi + #8 ? x
prompt:  “ All that i have left of my wings is this solitary feather"
a/n: Nonnie I absolutely loved doing this. Thank you so much for requesting and I hope you like it too~ Im weak for taegi
wordCount: 800 pairing: taehyungXyoongi genre: fantasy,fluff, a tiny super tiny part that may be considered angsty triggers: none
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Bzzzt!.
The incessant vibration of the telephone could not allow him to concentrate on his work. Twisting his neck and cracking his tensions away, he tried once more to focus.
Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!
Slumping his shoulders and letting his neck fall loosely to his chest, he realized this was probably not the best night to be away from home for too long.To calm his irritation, Yoongi took a deep, profound breath then letting out a lingering exhale then reached his pants pockets to take the buzzing phone. The notification on the screen read over five messages unread. With a roll of his eyes, he unlocked the screen and opened the messaging app already knowing very well who messaged him
Taehyung: - Are you coming home soon? - Please say yes, I still don’t fully know how to use the oven and I’m hungry. - Maybe you can get something from that nice convenience store? Like that thing, we ate last time. - I can’t remember the name. - Yoongi? Are you getting these? - Oh, wait, no. I remembered you told me about the confirmation thing. never mind. -Can you send me a tutorial on how to use the oven? I’m good with following instructions, haha.
Yoongi’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. ‘this kid’ he thought.
Yoongi:  - I’m on my way home. I’ll buy you food, don’t worry. Taehyung: - Aha! I saw you read the messages! :D - Thank you! and something sweet, please! Yoongi: - Sure. Taehyung: - See you! - :3 ( I learned this emote today, It’s a kitty with a cute face)
A small smile showed up on the corner of his mouth. Yoongi chuckled shaking his head not believing how excitable Taehyung was. Without further ado, he got up and took his belongings ready to go home.
Entering the apartment Yoongi kicked the door lightly behind him to close it, “Taehyung!” he shouted softly announcing his return to him though he could clearly hear the quick footsteps of the young man who was already racing to meet him.
“Yoongi you’re back!” the tall boy greeted, welcoming him with a wide and square smile that showed wholeheartedly content for seeing him.“ I’ve missed you!”
Yoongi’s heart fluttered a little inside his chest, the bare honesty of his emotions always taking him aback.
“Where are the goodies?” Taehyung playfully asked, making a funny face and fidgeting with his fingers evilly.
Yoongi lifted the plastic bag he was carrying, then in the blink of an eye, a strong, powerful wind blew by him, tousling his hair and took the bag from his hands. “I told you not to dash inside the house Taehyung!” he nagged “If you break something you pay, remember?”
Taehyung who was sitting in the living-room almost drooling and already opening a large bag of chips raised his eyes for second and nodded. Yoongi shacked his head and headed towards his room to change, but he found a weird surprise on his room that made him scrunch his nose.
“Taehyung?” he exclaimed.
“Yes?” the young-man responded from the living-room, his mouth stuffed with food.
“Why is this large box over my bed?” he inquired, looking at the old and worn-out box.
“Ah!” he sat up and walk next to his roommate “I found it on the deposit downstairs.”
“Why were you on the deposit?” he asked, not really impressed with the kid doing something quirky or out of place like this.
“I was just rummaging.” he shrugged “And i saw this box with your name on it” he pointed to one of the sides of the box.
Yoongi walked closer to it. The smell was absolutely hideous, a mixture of moisture with something else he could only recognize as rotten water, but something else caught his eye. Washed away by the years and in the faintest ink, he could clearly read his name. Did he leave something on the deposit? When?
“It has a lot of broken things, old things, and a lot of pictures…” he looked at the box sadly. Yoongi didn’t like those eyes on him, It meant he was somewhere far reminiscing his old life- the one he didn’t know if he could get back. “Why did you left them there? Why did you leave all of that behind?”
Yoongi didn’t know how to answer, so he just started taking things off the box and looking at them. “I guess… these reminded me of my past, all I used to be…”
Taehyung looked down in a silent conflict with his inner voice. He then pulled up from the chain that hung from his neck “All that I have left of my wings is this solitary feather” he commented gently stroking it. Yoongi stayed there waiting for his next reaction, but what he saw him do next was far from what he imagined. Taehyung broke the chain with the feather and left it inside the box delicately.
He raised his eyes to Yoongi, his peculiar smile appearing once again. “I’ll go leave this box on the deposit again, then let’s eat!”
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myxeries-blog · 8 years
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do you miss me?
không. yoongi không nhớ những ánh nhìn vô tình (nhưng không hẳn) chạm nhau qua mỗi quãng lặng, giữa những quãng nhịp nhanh hơn hai lần so với những gì anh quen ở daegu.
không anh không nhớ những đêm gặp nhau tình cờ (nhưng không hẳn) trong phòng thu tối mịt, chỉ có yoongi và cubase 5, và tiếng ngân nga trầm tựa tiếng bass trên bản nháp kick, drum và snare, thổi vào đó chút giai điệu, chút hồn, chút tình.
yoongi không nhớ nụ hôn đầu tiên dưới nhà kho chật chội, tiếng thở gấp gáp của taehyung và vị thuốc lá hoà với sữa dâu không phải là một sự kết hợp kì diệu. nhưng taehyung thật khao khát, giọng taehyung van nài, tay taehyung run rẩy, và thật ngu ngốc, cậu ta trông thật ngu ngốc khi yoongi phì cười, trước khi nhấn môi mình lên môi cậu. và nhìn biểu cảm ngu ngốc đấy khiến yoongi muốn thấy nó nhiều lần hơn, lâu hơn. nên anh hôn cậu nhiều hơn, lâu hơn.
không, anh không nhớ những dịp nằm trên giường, tay chân đan víu vào nhau khi taehyung kể về mọi thứ ý thức cậu chạm đến, rải những nụ hôn nhỏ khắp khi yoongi vẫn vật lộn với những nốt nhạc và giai điệu trong mớ hỗn độn trôi lơ lửng trên trần nhà.
yoongi không nhớ những tin nhắn dày đặc màn hình khoá khi vùi đầu trong nghệ thuật của mình và chai rượu vang taehyung đã bảo chỉ được phép uống vào những dịp đặc biệt.
yoongi đã quên gì là đặc biệt.
yoongi cũng không nhớ những lời taehyung nói, anh vén nó sau vành tai mình, nhúng chúng vào rượu và áp lực công việc để chúng nổi men lên thành thứ đắng chát vị phàn nàn và ích kỷ và hoài nghi và sao anh lại bận đến nổi không thể về nhà kia chứ, để anh say xỉn trong chúng và nóng đỏ mặt, khi ý định của taehyung chỉ là muốn anh đừng quá sức nữa.
anh đã không nhớ taehyung luôn đặc biệt.
“anh còn nhớ em không?” nghe thật buồn cười, vì yoongi đã dành từng ấy năm để không thôi nhớ về cậu.
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Vuelve por mi - UN NUEVO INICIO... DE UNA HISTORIA ANTIGUA (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/RuKGgp27L1 "Nunca podrás escapar de tu corazón, así que es mejor que escuches lo que tiene que decirte..." -Paulo Coelho- Ni el tiempo podra hacer que no regreses sobre tus pasos... ni cambies lo que ya fue destinado
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Un hilo rojo perdido... el comienzo de la tragedia (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/HJlAcA8yR0 El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Yoongi... el hermano perdido (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/qLs3vA6QRZ El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - El sacrificio de Fausten...siempre unidos Taehyung (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/4jjyTUmIxZ El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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Mi Dulce Pecado ||| TAEGI ||| YAOI (en Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/3p0zu0eGbZ Se que esta mal... pero se siente tan bien. ۰۪۫P۪۫۰۰۪۫o۪۫۰۰۪۫r۪۫۰۰۪۫t۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰۰۪۫d۪۫۰۰۪۫a۪۫۰ La portada fue hecha por la increíble @Sr_Kumamon_
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Un Dios menor... cuando el pasado regresa (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/0njy5L7HSY El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Bajo mi piel... cicatrices tuyas (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/xUGXdrZpFY El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Te amo Yoongi... Te amo Fausten (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/TWRYqEXJxY El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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FAUSTEN Y TAEHYUNG - Yoongi... mi pequeña locura (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/MaolythYtY El demonio Fausten- Taehyung tenía prohibido: destruir a sus creaciones. ¿Qué sucede cuando un mitad demonio mitad humano se enamora de dos gemelos humanos? Yoongi y Yoonyi deben decidir a cual personalidad aman. Dos gemelos enamorados de un demonio/humano. Jungkook y Jimin, demonios hermanos que lucharan por el amor de Fausten y Taehyung. Taehyung el hacedor de vidas... Fausten el demonio de la vida... hijos de Singularitys ¿Podrán vivir su amor o morir en el intento?
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