Yandere Taehyung// Part 4
Warning: Mentions of Non-con (If you’re sensitive to this don’t read this part of the story)
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I hate this story lol
It was currently Saturday afternoon, Taehyung unlocked the door early this morning before he left for work. Hesitant at first, you finally grasped your trembling hands onto the slippery doorknob. When you walked outside of your room you tiptoed into the kitchen, still unsure if he was here or not. You smiled at the bread and cold soup he left on the island. You shuffled your feet towards it in excitement and took a tiny bite out of the bread. The bread was a bit stale, but it was better than nothing. You noticed a green sticky note left on the rim of the bowl. It reads, “Daddy will be back baby girl, I’m bringing my friends again so make sure to dress in something cute. Daddy was a bit disappointed last time, you know I don’t want anyone looking at my baby’s gorgeous legs. Cover them up for me.” You thought back to last night and then it hit you, you were dressing a bit provocatively. Why would he care whether or not you dressed a bit revealing? It was your body anyways.
You gulped down the rest of your bread and soup and placed the dirty bowl in the sink, setting a reminder in your head to wash them later before Tae arrived. In the distance, you heard a telephone ring. You don’t remember the last time you heard that sound. Then you start questioning why there was a phone in the house. Anyways, the phone was really tempting so you practically ran towards it to answer it. Your hands touched the glass screen and swiped to the right. Heaving out a shaky breath, you finally gathered enough courage to answer the pestering voice on the other side of the line.
“H-hello? Who is this?” Your fingers grasped the phone tightly waiting for a response. You felt your knees growing weak with the passing time it took the guy on the phone to finally answer back. When he did he chuckled slightly and a raspy voice answered: “Is this Tae’s phone?”
You nodded your head, your locks bouncing with the movement, but then you realized he couldn't see you so you answered with a low hum instead. He sighed and said, “Well I assume Tae isn’t there yet so I guess we are going to use the spare key and let ourselves in.” You could hear people in the back protesting, you could pick out a voice that was complaining about not having food in his house. Your eyes widened and you wanted to ask where they were going and how they know Tae, but the question didn’t leave the tip of your tongue. You wondered if Tae would be okay with this, but the letter from before put you a little at ease. Maybe these people were his friends from last time.
“You’re Taehyung’s friends, right? I could just let you in. Aren’t you the people I saw last night? Could I ask your names?” The husky voice on the other line guffawed and replied, “Wait, you’re asking too many questions. I don’t think you are even allowed to know. Just know your place and let us in the damn place.” He paused for a moment and added something that sent your heart into a frenzy of panic. “You don’t want to make Tae angry? Do you?” The name of that man sent shivers down your spine. The man talking to you on the phone sounded a bit sketchy.
“N-no, sir. I don’t want that.” You managed to stutter that sentence out in pure terror on what would happen if you didn’t. “Good girl. We will be at Tae’s house in a couple of minutes, so put on something nice. I want to see what Tae has been hiding from us.” He chuckled and then hung up the phone. Oh no, this wasn’t good. You dropped the phone back on the table you got it from and ran towards your room to follow what Taehyung and what the man on the phone said. What did the guy mean when he said he wanted to check out what Tae was hiding from him? The inner conflict was just too much for your brain to process so you just groaned in annoyance and glanced through the many clothes Tae brought for you. There was just so much pink. It was so nauseating it made you stomach curl within itself.
You finally settled on a white shirt tucked into a blush pink tennis skirt. The skirt material felt velvety between your slender fingers. Still, too much skin was showing so you decided to put on some white stockings with bows on the back to avoid any unwelcomed sexual contact. You shivered at the thought and stepped out of your room to wait for the doorbell to ring. While waiting for the notorious doorbell, you questioned the way Taehyung acted from time to time. He acted as if he loved you and treated you like a doll, but then the next second he would completely neglect and disregard you. The rage was eating at you but you knew if you reacted you would suffer something that wouldn’t even match the fury you felt. You weren't sure what that man was capable of doing but you knew he was dangerous, even his friends were cautious around him.
You were taken aback by the sound of the doorbell, instantly growing nervous with every passing second. You could hear multiple excite voices behind the door. The doorknob trembled, next thing you know the door was open revealing a handsome man. He was a bit thicker in the muscular region than Taehyung, his silk-like strands of hair went from dark brown to a lighter brown, which complimented his sun-kissed skin. He noticed yo staring at him, his lips curled over his teeth, releasing the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen. His teeth were perfect and white and it didn’t go unnoticed that he had one cute dimple on the left side of his cheek. He leaned on the door frame to support himself so he could switch to his shoes to his samples he brought in a bag.
One after another, all six well-built males waltzed in and made themselves at home. They made themselves cereal, went to the bathroom, and played games on Taehyungs TV. Maybe it was a small case of sensory overload, but an unknown emotion ran through you. The last time they were here they were kind of chattering amongst themselves, but seeing them move and laugh caused your legs to almost gave in to the excitement. Yes, the men frightened you, but they made this house a lot more bearable to stay in for the day. You felt a pair of eyes bore into the side of your head as you watch everything happen. You whip your head around to see that it was the man with the deep dimples. He made his way towards you and took fairly too close, it was uncomfortable. He lifted your chin upwards, almost as if he was inspecting you like a scientist would look at a mutant rat.
You lightly pull away from his hold to avoid getting anyone angry, but he just chuckled at your action and ruffled your hair. “Cute.” was all he said before he turned on his heels and sat on the couch. You were completely dumbfounded and overwhelmed with everything happening today. A young boy with a bowl haircut and had teeth slightly bigger in the front said, “Hey hyung! Can we order pizza?” You guessed it was directed towards the brunette on the couch when he answered with a low hum while scrolling through his phone. The young man whisper-shouted a yes and dialed a number on his smartphone.
You shuffle uncomfortably in the place you were standing, your feet ached but you had a feeling you were not allowed to go back to your room when these guys were here. You winced as you shifted from side to side, this action caught some attention from the man on the couch. He beckoned you over with his large veiny hands. You gasped at his action and hesitantly walked towards the living room. You sat on the side of the couch that was furthest away from the smirking male. He scooted his body closer to you and placed his hand on your locks. “You didn’t follow my directions, I thought I specifically told you to show me what he’s been hiding.” He leaned into your ear and whispered, “Should I just take a peek myself?” He grabbed the bottom of your skirt and his fingers lightly grazed your inner thigh. Your breath hitched and you immediately closed your legs, which was a bad idea. He chuckled and dug his fingernails into your thigh. You hissed in pain and next thing you know his hand snakes around your waist, his hand dangerously close to your breast. You whimper in disagreement, you peer at his face and what you saw scared the shit out of you.
His pupils were an inky shade of black, clouded over with an emotion-like lust. He ran his tongue over his lips and flashed a toothy grin. He physically pulled you closer, by lifting you up and positioning you on his thigh. You yelped at the sudden action and wiggled in his grasp. He hushed you a few times and whispered a few, It’s okay’s. You continued to wiggle around and he clearly got irritated. He growled in frustration and he slapped your thigh. You didn’t want this, you clearly didn’t want this so why was he continuing?
“S-stop please I-I” You burst into a sob, slapping his strong hands away from your body. You whimpered when he grasped tighter around your waist and thighs, trying to get his hands between your legs again. “Come on, let me make you feel good. I’ll treat you better than Tae.” No, this guy was worse than Taehyung, he never forced you into something you didn’t want, hell he didn’t even touch you in the way this guy was doing to you. You screamed were drowned out by the action movie, you heard the laughter in the kitchen and you were pleading to get their attention.
You didn’t even hear the door open. When you opened your eyes all you saw was a furious Taehyung, grasping groceries in his hands. “Who the fuck told you to come over, and who gave you permission to touch my toy, Namjoon?” Suddenly all the chatter stopped and the groping on your body paused. You had a few stray tears in your eyes threatening to drop.
“Ta-Taehyung!”
Namjoon grips your thigh harder and chuckles confidently. Taehyung looked insane at that moment, he walked calmly towards your frame, towering over you and Namjoon. “Tae, you always let us play with your dolls, what makes this one different.” Namjoon grabbed Taehyung by the shirt and pulled him towards his face, “Don’t tell me you're going soft.” You noticed Taehyung shifting uncomfortably under Namjoon’s harsh gaze. He harshly glared at you and positioned his hands on your wrist, he pulled you upward in one swift motion and pulled you close to him.
“No, I’m not going soft but this is my favorite so far. If you're going to use her make sure you ask me first. I don’t want her bruised up by you or Hoseok, so avoid beating her.” Taehyung then dragged you across the hallway, leading you towards what you assume was your room. He placed his slender fingers on the doorknob and pushed you into the enclosed space. What really confused you was that he followed you in.
You blink in confusion. he locked the door and spun around to face you. His eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth locked in a stoic expression. His eyes were anything but warm. He was fuming.
“Taehyung, I’m sorry I couldn-”
All of a sudden he started laughing. It wasn’t a humorous laugh, It sounded like a cackle. He held his stomach and tears fell from his eyes. He finally managed to calm down and his face returned to a toothy grin. “I wanted to wait before I made you mine, but I guess I have competition.” He eyed your room and dashed towards your closet. he ripped everything off of the hangers and put it on the bed. He then moved to the drawers and pulled everything from sweatpants to underwear out of them and placed it on the bed.
He stared at the pile of clothes for what seemed like an hour. Finally, he turned to your direction and beckoned you over with a crazed expression. You immediately obeyed. He didn’t look sane at all, which scared the shit out of you. You felt your legs tremble and your heart was beating erratically. “From now on, your going to sleep in my room. I’ll do whatever I want with you and if you don’t obey, I’ll give you to Namjoon. You wouldn’t want that would you?”
You shook your head furiously and you felt tears making themselves present. You didn’t know what you did to deserve this. His hand made contact with your chin and he forced you to look at him. “Daddy doesn’t want that either you know. They are ruthless baby girl, I don’t want you to go through that.” He kissed your forehead and patted your head. Why does it seem like he actually cares for you? The reason why he scares you was because he was unpredictable, you don’t know what he’s capable of.
“Stay in here for the rest of the day and play some games. I’ll be back to pick you up later in the afternoon.” He took out his keys and closed the door on you. You could hear him fumbling with the lock through the other side of the door. You let out a shaky breath you did’t know you were holding in.
You needed to find a way out before he snapped and killed you.
He wasn’t mentally stable.
So I wanted this chapter to be extra long because I’ve sort of neglected this story. I honestly don’t know where I’m going with this but I’ll try to think of some ideas lol. Don’t forget to like and repost to let us know you love our stories!
Until next time!
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