《Um...I ruined a Mafia fanfiction? KTH》Putting him in his place
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One of my favourite things in childhood was bonfires. I didn't see them a lot, but on the occasion we went into the countryside to visit family, they would light one for us. For some reason, my childish mind would come up with the idea to jump around it like some tribal man celebrating his food as I sung some weird incoherent chant.
And that's what I planned to do now, when I got these clothes lit. However, I was unsure of how to use a lighter. I had seen people use them but it was difficult to pull the safety nod back and pull the cog all the way down if you were scared of the flame biting at your finger. I had a few attempts at it, holding the lighter over the clothes and trying to flick it, but couldn't seem to make the flame stay.
"Stupid thing, what are you? Yoongi?" I hissed to it as the flame licked my thumb, burning it, and forcing me to let go of the lighter. I winced at the pain of the burn and sucked my thumb, trying to soothe it from the burn.
I heard the door open and a gasp ensue from the intruder as they walked beside me. Seriously, what was it with these people and coming in rooms uninvited?!
"What are you doing?!" The voice howled, and it was none other than Taehyung, of course. I turned to him, still sucking my thumb, and shocked by his sudden entrance, my wide eyes following his brisk stomps.
"Why are you trying to light the clothes on fire?!" He screeched with a sneer, coming up beside me and picking up my dropped lighter from the ground. Upon getting up, he put it in his pocket, looking towards me with a fuming expression. "And why are you sucking your thumb?!" He hissed, yanking my hand out of my parted mouth before I could retaliate. "That's disgusting!"
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"I burnt myself!" I objected finally, yanking my arm back from him so I could put my thumb back in my mouth. I watched as his lip curled in disgust at my action, before he strided towards the bed, picking up one of the 2010 style dresses Jin had bought for me off of it. He held it up for me to see, almost shoving it in my face. "What's so wrong with this?!" He barked in my face, shaking the dress around. "This cost money! It's not free!"
"Yeah ok, mum." I scoffed, unplugging the thumb from my mouth.
"Ok mum?!" He snorted, "If I was your mum I would have left you at a Thrift store long ago!" Taehyung snapped back, continuing, "We bought you this! Jin went out of his way to go to the store with you to buy clothes!"
"Yeah, and they suck ass!"
"It doesn't matter!" He spat, cursing under his breath as he put the dress down. His voice softened slightly. "You aren't grateful at all, are you? I bring you here, allow you to live and stay comfortably, and what do you do?" He asks, throwing his hands in gesture towards the clothes. "You try to burn the things I buy for you!"
"I didn't even ask to be here!" I argued, jabbing a finger to his chest. "Not only am I not allowed to pick my clothes because you might not like it," I explained, "But I can't even talk or kiss a guy I want to because it might hurt your achy breaky feelings!" His eyes widened as my voice rose in frustration. After seeing what he did to poor Namjoon this morning, I was finished with him.
I was going to lay it thick like a peanut butter jelly sandwich.
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I stepped further into his personal space and he stepped back, jabbing my finger into his chest with every statement. "You're like an overbearing dad! If I don't like you, it's my choice! If I want to kiss Namjoon or flirt with him, that's my choice!"
His eyes darkened as I mentioned Namjoon, and his hand flew to my wrist, grabbing it firmly. "You are mine." He said with a dark growl, his face slowly inching to mine. I could smell the mint and cigarettes off his breath as he spoke. "You are to be grateful for everything I buy you. You are to be grateful for everything I do for you. You are not allowed to flirt with any of my men." He commanded, his voice low. I took a step back, trying to comprehend what he had just said, and he smirked at my reaction.
I remembered cringing at Taehyung being like this to Y/N in the original book. Y/N had no back bone whatsoever and was almost attracted to his misogynistic behaviour. It was so weird how different it was to read and be in this book, because there was no way I could be like Y/N right now and cower. I wanted nothing more than to slap some realism into this fake version of Taehyung from BTS.
I was not his trophy. If it wasn't for the original book, I wouldn't even know who the fuck he was, and he being like this was not making me want to get with him at all. If anything, even his men were more attractive in personality than he was. He was just a controlling and annoying, barking little Chihuahua that I just wanted to kick out a window.
I squared my shoulders, not nervous at all to face this man. For all I knew, even if he shot me, I would just end up back home wouldn't I? It might be a few seconds of pain, but being with this guy was more unbearable. On the other hand, Yoongi would probably fix this scene and I would back in Jin's bed again, so I had nothing left to lose.
I looked up in his face – since he was taller than me by a couple inches – and I grabbed the soft skin of his chin, pulling his face down to meet mine. His smirk was immediately replaced by a confused frown as we now stood face to face. "YOU are not allowed in my room. YOU are not allowed to tell me what to do. If that makes you want to kill me, pull out your gun and do it." I challenged, watching his eyes widen as they looked into mine.
Instead of pulling out his gun, he only turned away from me, pulling himself out of my hold. (A/N: I accidentally wrote, "pulling himself out of my hole" instead of "pulling himself out of my hold" here and I can't get it out of my head lmao) He didn't say anything; he just avoided my gaze, looking at some irrelevant spot in the room. Had my plan worked? Was he not as tough as what I had thought? That was....easy.
A/N:
Hello, I'm back and will be gone again because this is my least loved story.
(Don't worry I will update again i havent forgotten this story I just hate it)
What was your favourite part?
Do you think Tae is a good male lead?
MOST IMPORTANTLY, WHO DO YOU SHIP BRIAR (Y/N) WITH?!
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How Briar sees Taehyung:
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