Sloth
This is for my baby @btsareyandere
Idk what the fuck this is but I tried
I love you and I hope you feel better uwu💕
Swallowing the last bit of your chocolate chip Quaker bar, you hurl the wrapper onto the humble rounded marble side table. You groan and slump further into the cushioned leather sofa, softly stretching your stiff muscles.
The crummy feeling of lazing around all day catches up with you now that you finally turned your tv off. The air dressing your now-aware surroundings feels heavy. You’re sure there’s a dull ache in the pit of your stomach, the cause of one too many wafer rolls but you’re too lazy to do anything about it. Sighing for what feels like the hundredth time you close your eyes, as if to further distract yourself from your disheveled state with the comfort of slumber.
Days blend into another. He rarely lets you do anything anymore and you hadn't had any human interaction, including him, for 4 days. Hollow hours, one by one take toll on your mental and physical health, making you become lazy and binge. There's a cloud over your head and you barely have the energy to smile these days, which will definitely get you in trouble when the time comes.
All you want is some assurance, and maybe some company.
"Y/N!” shouts the familiar deep ombre voice
The booming delivery has you alarmed, and you sit up immediately almost giving yourself whiplash as your head spins towards the direction of the clock. He’s home already? How long were you sitting here? As the range of his footsteps get closer, you wail silently. Panicking at the mess on your sofa, the wrappers of all your favorite sweets littering the floor, and the fact that you still have your tweety PJs thrown on your body. The stamp of a wasted day written across your forehead.
You freeze as the steps of expensive black leather derby’s halt right behind you, taking your breath for a second.
Too late.
You know you don’t need to turn to see Taehyung’s scowling face when you can already feel his menacing aura poking a hole through your back, but it’s the least you could do to not further anger him. You’re met with glaring eyes and a displeased demeanor as he stands with his hands in the pockets of his slacks. He looks taller than usual and you feel smaller than before.
“W-welcome ba-”
“I left you like this, hours ago. And I worked my butt off, slaving around all day like a madman” He sneers, bending down to become eye level “and this is how you repay me?” He grabs your cheeks with his large hand, “By putting all this junk into something I own? By acting like a sloth?”
“Taehyung wai-”
“Yeah that’s what you are, a sloth”
“No, I can explain-”
“So how ‘bout it baby, should I sell you to a zoo?”
“Please, it’s not like that”
“Why not, I’m sure the people there would love to watch you do nothing all day in a cramped glass cage, I’ll even stop by to make sure you have all your favorite junk food and everything, so why not hmm?”
There was no way he’d let other people watch, but Taehyung had a way of creating things just for himself, and while there may be no zoo, there’ll definitely be a cage. His fingers digging into your cheeks were becoming painful and making it hard to talk, so you did what you do best. Falling onto the ground, you engulfed his knees and started repeating apologies from a script.
“I’ll never do it again I promise! I’ll do whatever you say!”
You’ve long learned to drown out the tingles of heated red shame that crawls upon your back and tickles your neck, especially when he kicks you off like dirt on his shoes.
“Did I tell you to beg?” He growls at the independence of your pleading.
Whimpering, you hold your stomach that no longer holds a modest nag, but instead a thundering pound. You feel Taehyung pick you up into his arms and you pathetically lean into his embrace, seeking his comfort. You’re ashamed of how you instantly feel better at his minuscule gratification, but you honestly don’t care because he’s so warm.
“It’s my fault baby,” he purrs, “I shouldn’t have let you out of my sight.”
He starts moving towards the direction of his office.
“From now on I’ll do all my work here, and I’ll get a small space prepared for you, so I can tell you when to jump, and how high. I’ll be your personal trainer, so you can stay in shape, and get rid of all the trash that’s inside of what’s mine, consider yourself lucky.”
You close your eyes again.
“I’ll make a see-through room big enough to fit you, so I can always observe you!” He thinks aloud to himself.
Turning towards your form he smiles,
“Don’t worry sweetheart, it’s for your own good”
