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You were so ashamed of yourself, how could you wreck someone's family?! But then you would have just ran away, but then he had to abduct you and keep you like his possession.

Shiver ran down your spine as soon as you heard those familiar footsteps. You took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

The door of your bedroom flung open and there he was, in all his glory.

He smile soon turn into a frown as he saw your crying state.

"Babe, why are you crying?" He asked, concern lacing his voice. He tried to touch your face, but you yanked his hand away. This really made him annoyed. One of the things he hated was, you not accepting his affections.

"Y/N, what's wrong." He said in a calm tone, but you knew he was trying not to lash out at you.

"Why don't you let me go?!" You sniffled. You heard him heaving out a sigh. You knew his answer is going to be the same.

"I can't, you know. I love you so much." He said, taking a seat beside you.

"If you loved me, then you would let me go. You would want to see me happy!" You exclaimed and his hold on your shoulder tightened.

"Your happiness lies with me. I get that you don't understand, but one day you'll know that your happiness lies with me." He said, kissing your neck.

"But I don't love you." You whispered. "You think your opinion matters?" He mocked you with a chuckle

Kim Seokjin

"Where are you going?" His wife, Yui asked. She was asleep when she heard the sound of cupboard open and close.

It was her husband was who wearing tracks and a t-shirt, ready to go out.

"Can't sleep, going out for a walk." He lies, bluntly.

She hugs him from behind with a smile on her face, "how about I make you feel better?" She says.

He yanks her hand away from him and looks at her emotionless. "Go to sleep." With that he left his bedroom, leaving his wife in her own thoughts.

She knew he didn't love her anymore, it was clearly seen in his eyes. He did not look at her lovingly the way he used to back then when they fell in love.

As sad as it was, it was a true fact. All she wished that he atleast treats her lovingly. She doesn't wish for her marriage to fall apart. Afterall their 6-year old daughter needs both a father and a mother to grow up.

Meanwhile, Jin was headed to your place, with a wicked smile on his face. Finally after a long day, he gets to see your beautiful face.

He removed the keys from his pocket and opened the door of his apartment, he had specially bought so he can lock you up.

"Babe, I'm home." He chirped. He slowly made his way towards the couch, where he caught a glimpse of you. His smile widened and sat beside you, caging you in his embrace.

He was annoyed that you went stiff under his hold, but decided to cut you a break. "I'm home, did you miss me? Ofcourse you did."

When you didn't reply to him, his hold on you tightened. "I missed you." You whispered softly, as your expressions were blank.

You were broken, completely. Now hid pet, you do what he commands you to. After all those tortures and abuse, you have finally submitted yourself to him.

Min Yoongi

"Why don't you go and have dinner with your family?" You glared up at the man in front of you.

You were currently held captive in an unknown place and the man infront of you claimed to have fallen for you.

You would have considered his feelings, but he was already married man with kids, a boy. After you refused to be his lover, he locked you up.

You have lost the count of days you have been here, but it seems like it has been months.

"The food looks tasty, why don't you eat?" He stated, completely ignoring you. "I've even cut the steak for you, want me to feed you." There was a pause and slowly a smirk blew up. "Afterall, the love I gave you, I don't think so you can eat yourself." He said, looking at your bruised hand.

After your dinner, in him practically forcing you on his lap and feeding you; you thought he would leave. But instead he went to the kitchen to get something.

After he came back and filled both of your glasses with champagne. "Happy birthday, babe." He smirked and your eyes widened.

Realisation dawned upon as you realised its been a year since he locked you up. He had kidnapped you on your birthday.

He moved closer towards you and muttered "and happy anniversary, its been a year since we got together."

You wanted nothing more to throw a chair on his face.

Jung Hoseok

You looked at him with his wife and daughter. They looked like a perfect family.

They way he smiled at his wife, to others it would seem as if their marriage is successful. But you knew what lied beneath his smile.

After the party was over, he literally dragged you to his car, his wife and daughter long gone.

When you reached your apartment, he slammed the door shut and grabbed your shoulders.

"Who was he that you were talking to, huh!?" You yelled. You knew this coming, the silence in the car said everything.

"He was just my friend, nothing else." You whispered, tears forming in your eyes.

"Are you forgetting who you belong to?" He growled and you shaked your head frequently.

"I-i belong to you, only you." You answered. Soon, he let go of your hand and grabbed your hips.

"If you belong to me, then prove it to me." He said with his deep husky voice. After a deep kiss, he let go of you and went to the bedroom.

"Don't make me wait." He said on his. You kept your pride aside and followed him.

It's gonna be a long night.

”My god jimin! Where have you been!?” His father had yelled in frustration, ”If you want to be king someday you’ll have to learn to be responsible! And right now you can’t even show up to a requested meeting!” Jimin’s father was king, but he was up in age which meant soon Jimin would be come king.

”I was busy with… stuff!” Jimin huffed out.

”Yea, ‘busy’, watching you little human girlfriend.” His younger sibling snickered putted air quotes on the word ’busy’.

“Your human what?!” The king growled. Jimin glared at his brother.

”Nothing!”

”Human girlfriend?! Oh, you have got to be joking with me!” His father rolled his eyes, but this was no joke.

Jimin’s mother chimed in, “What would the kingdom think about this?”

“She’s not my girlfriend!” Yet, he thought.

”Oh yea? Then why do you stalk her all day?” His brother was having fun in this argument. The queen waled out.

”A human? My god Jimin!”

Jimin’s eyes widened, “I’m not stalking her! I’m protecting her! And she has a name, it’s (Name)!” He said as if he was protecting her.

”I don’t care for her its name Jimin!“ The king thought this was unacceptable, although not because he was stalking someone but rather that he found interest in a human.

Jimin shuttered while thinking about that day. He knew he would marry (Name), but he just didn’t know how.

~~~

”I just don’t know what to do! How can i do it?” Jimin flipped himself over to face his best friend, and only person that knew all of his secrets, Taehyung.

The two friends had been together since they were barely grown into their tail. Taehyung’s father was a high ranked royal guard, and was very close and trusted to the king, Jimin’s father.

“I don‘t know, grow legs and kidnap her?” Taehyung snorted loudl, but Jimin didn’t seem to impressed with his reply. At least untel he thought about it.

A glisten of hope shimmered in his eyes, “Tae! You’re a genius!” Jimin smiled widened as he swam from his set in a rush.

Taehyung frowned only for his brain to convert what he said. “No! No, no, no ,no! PARK JIMIN DONT YOU DARE!” He also slipped from his chair and raced after Jimin.

~~~

To late, Taehyung was to late. Jimin had already snatched up his fathers necklace.

This item of jewelry was very important for the Kingdom, and the king. This necklace was passed down from generation to generation of kings. In the early 1700’s a mermaid, when merpeople could still use magic, had crafted a special jew to grant temporary legs to the beholder. This was so important because having an access to land was vitale for winning any war or attacks from other kingdoms under the sea.

Jimin fiddled the jewelry in between his fingers nervously. If this didn’t work his like could be in danger, anything it takes for his love.

Thankfully, for Jimin, his parent had taught him to walk with legs when he was way younger, but there was still a small problem. Jimin didn‘t know enough about human nature or how they acted. The only things he knew were the thing he had watched (Name) do. He couldn’t look suspicious on land, but he figured that it wouldn’t matter because he won’t be in land for long.

Other than that, which seemed more like a mere inconvenience, Jimin had a set plan.

First he would… go to the beach one morning and kidnap you.

Yea, that was his plan. Was it the most reliable, no. Although, Jimin was never one to think much before he went out for something, and he always got what he wanted.

~~~

As unprepared for this as Jimin was, Jimin walked like he had done this a million times. His hair blew slightly in the wind.

”May I sit here, miss?” Jimin looked towards (Name) while pointed at the empty, striped beach chair.

”Oh?” (Name) glanced around. Partly because she thought he was talked to someone else, or maybe she was just seeing if her friends were around. By her confused look, Jimin halfway thought she was going to say no. “Um, sure!” Jimin took a set nervously. He had never been this close to (Name) let alone talk to her. Jimin felt euphoric.

”Are you from around here? Ive never seen you here before, and i come almost everyday. Im from the apartment down the street from here!” (Name) questioned with little caution. Even if Jimin wasn’t a stalker, you would think (Name) would know better than to tell a stranger where she lives.

Jimin shook his head. He had to protect her. She was so trusting. “Ah no, i live farther inland.” He prayed she wouldn’t ask where. “I came to visit someone.” She didn’t need to know it was her, at least not yet.

”Oh! that’s cool!” A simple but nice conversation bloomed.

~~~

”Hey, do you wanna go into the water?” Jimin asked praying for a yes.

(Name)’s frowned her brows, “Um, i mean i wasn’t planning on getting wet…” Jimin gave a pout. (Name), not wanting to upset a new “friend“, quickly changed her perspective. “But, why not!” She shot a bright smile that made Jimin feel like mush.

Before (Name) could even blink, she was being held under water. She had originally thought it was a joke, but soon her breath started to run out. She motioned to jimin to bring her back up, or mort her go. He didn’t, he continued holding her under as waves crashed over top. (Name) started panicking. Air seemed to be running out fast. She began flailing her arms and kicking her legs to try to get him to let go. She struggled around, but he held firm on his grasp. It hit her to quickly when she realized he was trying to drown her. All logic left, and she screamed under water. It only caused her breath to leave sooner. (Name) was feeling lightheaded and dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Jimin’s features went blurry and seconds later everything was black.

This next part had to be extremely quick. Jimin jerked the necklace off and revealed his fin. It shown bright with gold and greens. He gripped (Name) tightly and swam as fast as he could, which was way faster than any human. If he wasn’t quick he could risk killing (Name), and that clearly, or not so clearly to her, wasn’t his goal.

~~~

(Name) woke up with the biggest pounding headache she‘d ever had in her life. Her eyes took a few moments to adjust to the darkness. She was laying in a dark cave like place.

”Princess! Your finally awake!“ Jimin turned around to her, “I was worried sick…” He placed his hand on her face. His wet hair dripping down his face. (Name) tried to scramble away from the touch, but she found herself tied in some sea weeds. “Oh shh, don’t struggle love bug! I’m sorry about the ties put i don’t want you moving away from me! I promise i’ll take them off when you get more comfortable with me!” Jimin smiled gently trying not to scare her. (Name) only struggled more. Jimin tried holding her still but the more she move the more aggravated he got. “STOP MOVING!” He screamed while man handling her. That’s when she saw his tail. (Name) fell silent.

“I- what, um, I-“ She shuddered. Tears feel down her soft red cheeks. Jimin hushed her, and pulled her into his lap letting him self get tangled into the veins as well. “Sh baby, you don’t need to worry about a thing.” Jimin ran his fingers threw her hair causing little notes to form and disappear. The scald on his tail rubbed (Name) slightly although it wasn’t uncomfortable.

“I knew my father wouldn’t except us… i had to do something about it.” Jimin paused for a moment. (Name) turned her head around to find him crying. “I had to kill him! You understand right?!?” His grip on her tightened as he shook her. He was clearly unstable. (Name) ripped out a sob. Jimin stoped. “Your my queen. The only thing i’ll ever need again.”

~~~

I really hope you enjoyed this! I originally had a different idea for where i was taking this, but this weak was a bit hard (so i made this a bit more relaxed)

by the way, this hasn’t been edited yet (i’ll get to it soon), so sorry for any mistakes (once again french is my first language not english)

He heard a stupidly familiar giggle land on his ears doing a double take, he indeed sees your body wrapped around whoever this little boy was. A fake pout painted on your dolled up face that followed into a giggle, what the fuck are you doing here? You should be at home handing out candy or whatever girls like you do in their free time on Halloween.

You are not even that special or that pretty so why the fuck do you have him this hooked? He bounced all of these passing thoughts in his head. Watching you eye him right back while you flirt with someone, which was the same guy who was way too distracted by your chest to see that your eyes were elsewhere now. While he continued to ramble about whatever the fuck it is that apparently caught your attention for you to be all over him like that.

He would be dammed to let you dress like that to a party if he brought you here himself, worn in a slutty nurse costume as if it was your brand. Who the fuck even brought you here by the way? This would all be really funny to laugh about in another world maybe. Since his costume was a quack doctor almost matching yours practically, not drunk enough for any of this. Currently giving this random soojin girl an ounce of attention to rile you up for the fun of it he tells himself, he doesn’t do this.. make other girls jealous so why is he doing it.

He doesn’t know what he is doing, whatever it is though, it worked in the beginning. Now whatever you were doing, it was working on him like wonders. He doesn’t think it’s fair though, only he should be allowed to talk to multiple girls — not you being allowed to talk to multiple boys. Even if only this is the first time around you’ve done this, you were innocent and should only be allowed to be tainted for his hands, no one else’s.

But jimin has other problems besides this random boy he would have to rid of pretty soon, soojin has a crush on jimin. It’s obvious and he ignores it because it’s small, It’s like when mina had one on him. That was before he rejected her rightfully so and said he only wanted sex since her obsession of him was becoming a chore for jimin’s own agenda. I mean can you blame him? She’d follow his every step, begging with her presence for an ounce of anything. He’d eventually grow annoyed over time and told her off, it was the least he could do.

Now you, he can’t stand it when someone like you is doing just the right amount of pining for someone. You don’t even beg for anything, you just listen. Sometimes he thinks you’re scared of him with the way he raises his hand when he’s annoyed or how you flinch when his voice barely raises. He doesn’t get it, you paw at him in the littlest ways that a boy wouldn’t catch onto. Thankfully jimin isn’t a boy, he sees right through you. You worship him clearly so why do you feel the need to flirt with someone else. Is this your attempt at being a whore, you really think he cares. hah, he couldn’t give a fuck what you do.

All the while jimin has an argument with himself in his head that was unknowing to you, you catch onto the heat of someone's gaze. Almost enough to melt skin that could lay you bone and casket with just how he was staring you right down from across the room. Soft monolids only to be shown, face half covered wearing a blood splattered surgical mask apart of his costume you guessed. Barely paying any mind to the girl he stood across with, the little red devil in your brain snickering at the check point you breached on your mental checklist for this very messy plan.

His own lip twitches with annoyance watching the boy from across is now gripping on your waist in the distance to pull you to an unknown room, that’s it for him, that was the last straw.

You go forward seeing the cold murder in his eyes when lips press on the person’s skin. You count in your head, seconds passing. The mouth of your placeholder kissing up from your neck to your jaw, footsteps towards the corner of the house too eerily calm for comfort. Then everything dissipates before collected rage gathers and you’re ripped from the stranger, you’re caught off guard while they have your wrist in their vice grip dragged away in your tantrum of a fit. Led towards whatever room closest being slammed tight to a cold machine being bent right over, jimin pressing himself close against you. Nowhere left to run, were you scared now? You should be. Trapped under him, feeling the coldness of the washing machine figuring he pushed you to the laundry room. He groans with a scoff ripping the fake bloodied mask aside, hands tight on your scalp pulling it back harshly while you whine "Dressed all pretty for me. would be a shame if i took anything off, would it not?" pain shoots from the roots of your hair, teeth sinking into flesh while you nod with a wince.

“Stop it. That hurts jimin.” you whimpered pleas falling deaf, beginning to lift up your skirt and rip the fabric of your stockings. Your heart raced jumping right to your throat “Desperate for attention, huh.” tears already staining your cheeks while you shook your head in retaliation, his grin pressed against heated skin licking the salt right from your flesh — one hand snaking between legs from behind, left to gasp with surprise even if it was expected. Feeling him rubbing and sliding your panties off to the side, eager digits already teasing your slit to add pressure "No? practically rutting on a boy you barely met in a room full of your brother’s friends. Act like a whore, get fucked like one.”

You were sobbing now, he was right. You deserved it. But you weren’t going to cry tonight, that’s what you tried to convince yourself at least. You were going to piss him off, it’s what he deserved after all for toying you around like this. His grip follows up to rest around your nape, your movements sluggishly drunken now giggling at the way jimin’s head of his cock felt over your heat, mumbling with a slur "It tickles." this is the part where you waited after many wet dreams for him to fuck your virgin cunt, you suspected all the brattiness would piss him off to get what you finally wanted.

He could only roll his eyes with another grab for hair, “This is gonna hurt.” you nod, shivering at the feeling of calloused fingers rubbing. You’re desperate for anything at this point, waiting impatiently for the feeling of his hard and thick girth to stretch you open. And you will get just that, you didn’t have to worry about a thing. He would take good care of you. You feel the tip of his cock bare, rubbing up and over damp folds. Pulling you to moan out unthinking that you were at a party still “Being this pliant to be fucked by your brother’s bestfriend in the laundry room? You want to be treated nothing more than a hole?” your breaths are shaky now, preparing for the first push holding onto his arms to brace yourself. Being kind and caring enough to let you hold onto him at least, you were going to need it.

But when you close your eyes counting back the never ending seconds for the burn, you don’t feel him there. You done enough research to know and yeah.. you were supposed to feel it once your hole was breached.

He found this funny, you weren’t prepared at all for where he actually put himself. Eyes nearly left from your sockets gasping out endlessly, hands falling forward over the machine. Suspicions clued in when you cry out in pain as he enters your unused hole, his chuckle vibrating throughout your chest. While he pushed his length deeper up into your rim, lids already fluttering close. Harsh thrusts unrelenting into you, your squirms and grunts for help quickly fell into lifeless limbs. Too restless to do anything else but take the harsh slams of his cock and moan at every hit.

Legs shameless in spreading for him, bent over the machine face smushed to the cold metal now. Mouth agape drooling, losing all spared innocence at the painful stretch invading your untainted hole, spit and saliva being used for lube. Moaning and crying like a dumb bitch in heat with each snap of his hips. A complete mess with how he fucked himself roughly into you from behind, harsh strokes making you cry out in groaning moans. Trying your hardest to mask the burning pain, being a brat cursing out for him to “Slow the fuck down jimin oh my g-god” clawing nails backward at his hips “T-too much, so much.” snapping legs shut, making him groan at the tightness engulfing him “closing your legs now, you were so good at spreading them earlier.”

His grunts grow deeper into your ear, feeling him push himself deeper. Going so inhumanely fast his piercing moved with him, your own hips rutting back “Look at you moaning around my cock." his piercing smile spared, dimples showcased "let me hear you correctly." in his own reverie he smells your scent, asking to himself. Why are you wearing a different perfume than usual, were you really planning to hook up with someone?

“mmph.. ah—“ you desperately hump back against his cock almost in a trance of an induced wet dream, being the needy mutt bundled up in his arms “It's t-too big,” his hand around your throat now, fucking your hip bones that bruised against the impact of the laundry machine. Fingers tight in between tiny gasps you mumble, head tilted back to look at him while he continues to fuck your rim open. Pumping his cock, he hooks a finger around your chin, smile sickeningly sweet “Well we’ll make it fucking fit, won’t we?” his tone and the heavy weight of his words hitting loose nerves — it was enough to have you whimpering with the swirling anger that carried in dark irises.

Groans of pain quickly slipping to fall into needy whines and moans, holding onto whatever you could grab for “I hate you ‘s much park jimin.” your hole fluttered saying otherwise to his cock, he huffs in contempt laughter using his hand to force you to look at him while he continues. Not minding at all if your head snapped right now from the uncomfortable position he put you in “You hate me? then how am I the only one able to get you this way.” he hisses in your ear with distasteful disgust, watching you shake in his grasp defeated “I-I know that but” he grins tightening fingers over your throat fucking into you even harder “Hm?” a tear trails down your cheek unable to contain the loud moans he pulled from you, throbbing all over unable to think.

He finds you prettier when you cry quietly, you should do that more often “I-it hurts to see you with others” you sniffle, head bowed leaving jimin to chuckle breathlessly. Pressing bruised hips even harder against the machine, before thinking you could have time to catch your breath. Feeling thrusts have slowed, you pant practically heaving almost catching up before you hear a heavy sigh.

Digits becoming inhumanly tight around your throat and hip before you could even care to ask what he was doing. The breath from your throat is knocked once more, feeling him begin to throttle his girth into your pulsating hole ignoring the cries and muffled screams into his hand. Mirthlessly fucking you open while pressing his chin onto your shoulder with a whisper so soft and gentle “You think” girth thrusting even deeper into you, toes curling in relinquish “i care” smack “about” smack “you” smack smack smack. Each thrust becoming harder with every time his cock bottomed out, pulling you into overstimulation shaking your head in protests of denial. Unable to accept that he doesn’t care, preferring to live in a parrael where he actually cared for your well being maybe. Even if you were in all actuality just a toy, a hole to fill for his own pleasure.

You were easy, easy to ruin and force an orgasm out of and it was all your fault.

Eyebrows creased, a puffed moan escapes his lips as he finally becomes aware of the feeling rubbing tight and snug over his cock, “Shit. Fuck..” and right when he’s about ready to cum, you’re cumming, clenching around him, milking jimin dry. Following right after you, his cum fills every crevice of you, leaking out of you once he pulls out, and it’s quiet again. You have your dress pulled down it being barely on, panties pushed aside with cum dripping down your thighs.

You’re alarmed.. he didn’t use a condom. You are internally freaking out, but you can’t bring yourself to voice your worries. Way too caught and busied with the words he breathed, heart dropped to your stomach unable to move.

He catches his own breath thinking, would you love him more if he killed someone for you. Would you hold him when his face is on the news? He snickers shaking his head finishing up. Pulling his length from your abused hole, leaving fingers from your neck with a whisper down back against your ear “Clean me up princess.” you shakily get up and turn around with a wobble dropping to the cold tiled floor tucking his cock back into boxers, wiggling his pants back up with a zip looking up at jimin with that shy broken smile he loved.

He felt nice tonight and decided to pat your head turning it into a gentle pet, watching you melt leaning into his touch while he pulls away. Chuckling lowly while your smile fell into a frown, watching him turn swiftly on his heel. Leaving you left in the dark laundry room, cold and alone all over again. Your mind was crumbling right into his palms all over again and again, left to pick up your own self with broken pieces. Always mending yourself back for him to break you once more for his own pleasure. It was all ok though, you liked it, right? You wanted this, you asked for this. And well.. you’re allowing this.

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