[ WARNING: Hint of Kidnapping & Abduction, Smoking. ]

"Taehyung?"

"Go inside, Seokjin.", he answers me softly, eyes focused on the dawn sky painted in shades of saffron and grey, his forearms resting on the edge of the balcony while one of them holds a cigarette in between its fingers.

I stand there for some time, not sure about what to do, before quietly padding towards him.

"I said go inside, will you stop being a brat for once?", he scoffs, eyes still away from me. I scowl at him.

A noise of disapproval leaves his mouth as I snatch the half finished cigarette from his hand.

"Seokjin.", softly, he snakes his arm around my waist, tugging me into his space in a way as if he owns me.

Which he does.

"Don't be stubborn.", he tries to take the cigarette back from my hand and I resist.

"You don't need it.", I decide, extinguishing it against the fence while Taehyung doesn't show a single ounce of struggle to take it back from me anymore.

The smallest, most subtle smile makes its way around his alluring lips when I look up at him.

I lean in to kiss him, caressing those soft, petal like lips with mine, tasting the strong bitterness of smoke.

He caresses my waist, down to my hips where the burn and bruise of his teeth is still fresh on my skin.

I hum, my tongue teasing at the edge of his mouth as I seek permission to venture inside.

Taehyung sucks at my wet flesh instead, this annoyingly smug bastard!

I writhe in between his arms, moaning and whining as he deepens the kiss, drowning in me and making me breathless.

"Tae-ah-", I whine against his lips, quite hopelessly because if there's anything I've learned after spending a whole night with him, it is the fact that he is absolutely, unapologetically merciless.

My entire body and soul stands as a proof of that.

His hands slide downwards behind me, halting at the seam of the shirt I have on.

He pulls away almost immediately, "What are you wearing?", he asks, not really waiting for my answer as he steps back and finally sees me.

"You hadn't noticed yet?", my head tilts sideways while I get closer to him yet again, circling my arms around his neck.

Taehyung laughs, shaking his head in disbelief, the softness of his rectangular smile melting into the look of a hungry wolf pretty soon.

"You know exactly what to do, don't you, my little slut?", he sneaks a hand inside the shirt, skimming his fingers along my spine right from the middle of my back to the swell of my ass.

"Wearing my shirt... and wearing only this. What are you upto, you minx?"

I find myself almost panting under his chin. Nuzzling at his jaw, I murmur timidly.

"You aren't mad at me for coming here, right?"

I look up at Taehyung, threading my fingers with his hair as he frowns.

"Is that how I've made you feel?", one of his hands goes up to the small of my back, pulling me flush against his warm chest.

Staring at his eyes, I shake my head. "You have been so good to me.", I say with all my honesty. And it was true.

He has made me feel things that I have never felt before. But its just...

"Its just that-", I stutter, "You were upset after seeing me. I thought I'm not- I mean to be honest, I actually kind of invited myself here."

"Seokjin you're a stupid little brat, you know that?", he lifts me up and I latch onto his strong shoulders, encircling his hips with my legs.

I can't help but flourish an angry pout at him. "You said I shouldn't be here."

"You said you will come but you never did.", I keep grumbling while he takes me inside his small bedroom.

"You left me."

Taehyung's eyes softened at that. Putting me down on the bed, he looks down at me with a look of guilt and pain in his eyes.

"I had to, Seokjin.", he says, leaning down and peppering multiple brief kisses on my face and lips. "If I had any choice, I wouldn't have."

"And besides...", he sighs. "I thought... I thought maybe it was the best for you. I really did. You had to go back one day anyway, I just-"

I cup his face in between my hands as his eyes start brimming with unshed tears.

"I didn't want to bind you... burden you with myself anymore. It would've been more painful, Seokjin."

"And this hasn't been painful? For two years, I had no idea about your whereabouts, about you. Taehyung, do you even have any idea how I have been throughout these two years?", my voice gets heavier. I can't help it.

I don't want to show myself as a pathetic person but without him, nothing was right. He left and he took me with himself, leaving me empty from inside.

"I can't imagine what would've happened if I hadn't come across Jungkook at that café. What if- What if he pretended to not know me? What if he refused to let me know about you?"

"Ssh.. I'm sorry. Seokjin, please...", holding the back of my head, Taehyung kisses the corner of my eyes, the tip of his nose nudging against mine as he tries to shush my quiet whimpers.

"I might've never found you Taehyung.", a silent huff leaves my lips as I feel a bitter, painful lump filling up to the base of my throat.

"Seokjin...", the plea in his voice tugs at my heart and I mesh my lips with his again.

"I... I wanted... wanted to see you-", he mumbles against my lips, soft and breathy, "for so long..."

His kisses rain down my chin, to the line of my jaws, gently yet teasingly sucking onto my Adam's apple while his hand seizes the back of my neck.

"I've wanted to see you everyday, Seokjin.", he breathes against my collarbone. "To hold you, feel you."

"I just didn't want to take away the life you deserve to live, Seokjin. I had made you go through a lot already, I didn't want you to leave it all for good just because of me.", he rests his head on my shoulder, his voice so vulnerable, it almost makes me quiver in realization.

If it has been difficult for me, how difficult was it for him to leave me there all alone, knowing that I will wait for him, that I will probably hate him forever for never coming back. That I will never forgive him.

"Please don't choose for me, Tae-ah.", I whisper against his hair as he curls his fingers against my back, crumpling his shirt in the process, grasping at it.

"Let me choose what I want. Let me choose you."

Taehyung makes a soft hurt noise. After a few moments, when he looks up at me, I notice his pretty lashes being wet and stuck with each other.

He reaches up and caresses my jaw, kissing me with a sense of urgency and pushing me onto the mattress at the same time.

"I promise you this, Seokjin.", he kisses me on the bridge of my nose, gently getting rid of the fringes on my forehead.

"The next time you are going to wait for me, I'm going to come back to you. I will. I won't disappoint you this time, Seokjin. Give me one more chance, please?"

The pad of my thumb swipes along the curve of his lips as he looks down at me with a small smile.

"Your smile...", I murmur, more to myself. "Its so beautiful."

A feeling of nostalgia hits me as he smiles wider this time. That night. That night inside the pool, when I had called him mine, he had smiled like this. Soft and honest and so vulnerable.

"My Tae-ah...", his eyes glint at my words. "Let me be yours."

"You are! You are mine, Seokjin. Mine and only mine.", he growls, running his fingers inside my head, tugging at it just as roughly as it takes to warm me up all over again, for him to ruin me, own me all over again.

All of me, every inch of me, every corner of my soul, for him to have and keep for himself.

If I ever get a chance to rewind everything from the beginning, I will still choose to meet Taehyung, no matter whether in the same way we met or the other.

I will still choose to be seen by him, to be touched by him, to be kissed by him. I will choose for my soul to be broken by him just so that he can mend it again, heal me from within, make me his completely.

I will still, always, choose him.

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So I finally decided to end it after a whole year 💀

Ngl, this is one of my favourite works of mine, I'm not exactly sure why, but I really love it.

Let me know if y'all like it or not.

Take care, Purple Ya! ^-^💜