So I'm updating two days in a row because I feel guilty for vanishing for so long :) I updated yesterday if any of y'all didn't see that, make sure to read the previous part if you haven't, it won't make sense otherwise.

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Goddamn, it was hard to even blink of your own free will.

"Tell me all about it",  Taehyung encouraged you softly. His voice, his deep-ass, hypnotic voice was going to be the death of you. 

You wanted to resist, but his arms were so warm and you instead found yourself cuddling closer to him, which, of course, was exactly what he wanted. Your head felt like actual mush at this point.

"What happened in the dream", he prompted, his sticky sweet power drenching your brain like honey as he held you tighter. "From the very beginning".

"I woke up on a couch", your voice sounded distant, as if it was someone else talking. "And there was a maid, she walked through me, she couldn't see me".

"Where were you?", Hoseok asked carefully.

"I don't know, it looked like a castle", you mumbled. "Especially when I saw that there was a ball ball, like something out of a history book".

"That doesn't sound too bad", Taehyung remarked gently. "What happened then?".

"You and Yoongi were there", you said. "Yoongi was playing the piano, he was smiling, that was weird". You heard Hoseok stifle a giggle at your comment. 

"And there was a girl...", you trailed off as Taehyung tensed slightly. "Go on", he said, his voice sounded strained.

"She was so beautiful", you whispered. "You asked her to dance, and she said soon, she just had to take care of something".

Taehyung was now fully frozen, and his power over you suddenly vanished, but you kept talking, desperate to finish now that you had started.

"I followed her into the corridor, and she turned around and started talking to me, she was the only one who could see me", your lip began to tremble at the memory. "She was so scary, she looked like a psychopath, she kept saying how you all were her boys, and that I was stealing you from her".

"And then", you took a shaky breath, clenching your hands into fists. "She pulled out a knife and s-stabbed here", you indicated to your heart.

At the mention of her attacking you, Taehyung finally moved. He swiftly slid out from behind you and somehow twisted his body so he was hovering over you. He pulled your sweater down by the neckline, ignoring your surprised yelp of protest. His eyes traced over your collarbones and the top of your chest, checking for any sign of a stab wound.

Oh my God, not now y/n, you thought to yourself as your cheeks heated up without your consent.

"Does it hurt?", Hoseok leaned over Taehyung's shoulder. You shook your head. "It did when you woke me up, but not now", you replied slowly.

"Name".

"Huh?", your voice was filled with confusion at Taehyung's harsh tone. 

"Did she say what her name was", he pressed urgently, his crimson eyes drilling into you.

"You said her name", you whispered. "Her name was Eunha".

Taehyung's already pale face went completely white, and for the first time, you saw his eyes cloud with fear and rage. A small choking noise escaped his mouth as he got up off you and slumped on the remaining space on your mattress, face down.

"This is bad", Hoseok mumbled. "This is really bad".

"Who is she?", you asked, your voice was shaking. He opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by a growl from Taehyung before he could say anything.

"Nobody you need to know about", he said darkly, sitting up straight. You widened your eyes in protest. "Hold the fuck up that's not fair, I-".

He clamped his hand over your mouth. "If you want to stay alive, baby", his normal seductive tone was back, but there was a hint of danger that wasn't there before. He leaned closer to your ear. "Then I advise that you shut up and don't ask questions". 

His head dipped slightly to trace his tongue along the vein of your neck. "Hoseokie", he sang playfully. "You haven't had any of y/n yet have you? You should drink some".

You could see him hesitating, even as his eyes clouded with red at Taehyung's words. "I-I'll have some another time Tae", he said, looking down at his lap. "I drank from a girl yesterday".

You felt an overwhelming wave of relief and gratitude at his refusal, even though he clearly lied, judging from his eye colour. You gave him a thankful smile once he lifted his head, which he responded to with a wink. You had almost forgotten Taehyung, who had his head buried in the crook of your neck.

Almost.

"Why isn't it my day", he groaned. "I want blood".

"No stealing y/n on my day", Hoseok said cheerfully. 

"No rule about doing other things though", he said mischievously, beginning to press kisses along your collarbone.

"Whoa, okay, no way", you said frantically, trying to push him off. Needless to say, your insignificant human strength did absolutely nothing. He didn't even move a millimeter. "Get him off me Hoseok", you demanded, your eyes widening as he moved up to your jaw.

"Hmm, I don't know, should I?", he teased, leaning back comfortably on his elbows. "I'm kind of enjoying the show".

"You feel like you're missing out yet?", Taehyung smirked, you could feel his lips curving upwards.

"You know me, I like to watch", Hoseok shrugged. He looked at you, giving you a wicked smile as you tried giving him puppy eyes, begging him to tell Taehyung to stop.

"Hmm, what to do", he debated, his eyes were lit up with pure evil as he ran his tongue along his lower lip. 

"Watch poor little y/n being tortured?".

"Or keep or for myself?".

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This chapter ended up taking a turn that I honestly was not anticipating, but I kinda like it ;)

But uhh idk, do you like it? Your opinions are the ones that matter to me, so please tell me if you like it or not, and I'll write accordingly.

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