''If you're gonna flirt...'' he steps closer, lowering down to meet your eyes, ''...flirt with me only ''

Your heart beats rapidly in your chest, blood racing in excitement. His sleeves were rolled up, a few buttons from his shirt unbuttoned. His hair was ruffled messily too, giving him that bad and mysterious look you absolutely loved.

''...just kidding'' he tries to justify himself after seeing the evil smirk spreading across your face.

''...did you know tongues are the strongest muscles in your body?'' you grin, taking a step forward.

He raises an eyebrow. ''So?''

''wanna fight?'' your lips tilt into a smirk, face inches away from his.

His shadowed eyes trail down to your lips. ''such an annoying mouth..'' he mutters before his tongue slides through your lips, coming into contact with yours.

You are backed against the wall, his body slammed onto yours, one hand in your hair while the other slides down your back. The essence of his touch lingers on your skin in soft wisps, lips trailing along your jawline before it reaches your collarbones.

Before his lips travel any further below, his eyelashes flutter open, dark eyes gazing at the first button of your shirt.

He licks his lips and gulps, lids lowering as he looked away. ''I won't be able to control myself if I go any further''

''Then don't'' you answer, sparks of ecstasy igniting inside of you.

He suddenly backs away, ruffling his hair in annoyance. ''Stop trying to seduce me, you lil shit''

''I know you want me to'' you wiggle your eyebrows, taking a step forward.

He falls to the floor, face buried into his hands. ''Why are you like this?'' he mumbles, ears bright red and trousers very tight. Covering his mouth, he looks away with furrowed eyebrows.

''Didn't you tell me to flirt with you?'' you shrug casually.

''you're unbelievable''

''But you like it'' you wiggle your eyebrows.

''So w-'' he clears his throat. ''I do not''

Taehyung's phone suddenly vibrates in his pocket, so he whips it out and studies the message on his screen. His eyes widen imperceptibly before a serious expression seeps into his features.

''Come with me'' he tells you, standing up and smoothing out his clothes.

''Whaat? To where?''

''Don't make me repeat myself'' he warns. ''Get up. Now''

''I love it when you're dominant. Yes sir'' you oblige, raising your arms in a obedient salute. ''Where are we going though?''

''The Lord wants to see you'' he answers.

''About fucking time'' you grin, following him out your room.

-

''Put this on''

You had stopped on the way when he went inside some store room and pulled out a cloak.

''Oooh, will I get a mask too?'' you peek your head inside, eyes scanning over the numerous masks displayed on the shelves.

''Later'' he responds in irritance, ''Hurry up and wear the damn cloak''

''fineee'' you stand up straight, draping the dark material around you. When you attach the first button, you realise the cloth went way past your feet.

''Such a little shit, even the cloak is too big for you'' he shakes his head, rummaging through the hangers and pulling out the smallest size.

''Bruh. I'm not that short'' you take another size which fitted you just right and slip it on, facing him directly. ''How do I look?'' you pose, imitating a cat walk.

''With your eyes'' he answers lamely, trying to hold back a smile as he flung a cloak onto himself. ''Remember to be on your best behaviour''

You nod, following behind him in slow steps. You notice some of the people gazing at you with curious scrutinizing eyes as you went past, but you walk ahead head held high, disregarding the odd feeling at the tip of your stomach.

Taehyung kept his head hung low, his bangs obscuring whatever emotion he held in his dark ebony eyes. His hands are clenched into fists tightly as he strode ahead.

This Lord guy must be quite scary...

''Taehyung, let me hold your hand''

''That's my ass'' he mutters through gritted teeth. ''What did I say about being on your best behaviour?''

''Sorry'' you smile sheepishly. ''You just look so scared, I wanted to cheer you up''

''Your methods of trying to cheer someone up clearly do not work...'' his voice trails off into a quite mumble when he stops in front of a large wooden door. Your head tilts backwards as you gaze up in awe. This door had to be at least triple the size of you.

Taehyung's long fingers reach forward to gently touch the wooden carvings, and it slowly shifts open. ''Get ready''

As soon as you step in, the door behind you is slammed shut leaving you in a state of darkness and confusion. There is a soul crushing gravity prominent in the thick air, crushing and churning away at your bones.

You squint through the darkness, the blackness and intensity of the ambience invading your senses overwhelmingly.

This darkness was like no other. This is the darkness that robs you of your best sense and replaces it with paralysing fear. In this darkness you sit, muscles cramped and unable to move. Where did Taehyung go?

Mustering up whatever strength you had within you, your legs wobble as you stand on your feet once again.

And then you see it.

The hugest, most sordid mask you had seen yet, conspicuously placed on someones head. The person was sitting on what seemed like a throne, and according to your quick witted perusal, there was another figure next to it.

clap clap clap

The slow rhythmed clap echoes around the bleak walls, ominously getting louder.

''You managed to get through, I'm impressed'' the hoarse voice spoke. You blink, and slowly the silhouettes around the room become more discernible than they were a short while before.

The seven masks were lined up on the side somewhere, all staring intently at you. Your eyes come into contact with tear mask, and somehow they seem troubled.

''That wasn't a very cordial welcome'' you brush the dust off your cloak, jaw tilted as you try to get a better view of this Lord. To your dismay, it was still too dark. ''So you're the one who's behind all of this, huh? Capturing teenagers and turning them into fucking aliens?''

A cold, sinister laugh cracks through the air.

''You're as feisty as I remembered you to be...'' the figure steps out of the shadows, the familiar face of the man you hadn't seen in ages smiling at you.

A pause.

Your breath is sucked into an inuadible gasp when it hits you. ''...daddy?''

''huh-'' ''Yes?'' both your father and Taehyung reply simultaneously.

Another pause.

Taehyung curses under his breath and quickly covers his mouth, eyes looking down in embarrassment. Your fathers head dangerously tilts to his direction, eyes wide and infuriated. ''Excuse me?''

''I-It was a misconception, my apologies'' he bows, avoiding the deadly glares he was shooting at him.

''I shall deal with you later'' he mutters under his breath, turning to you. Once he meets your eyes, his creased face melts into a smiley one. ''It's been long, daughter. I've been longing to see you...I'm so glad you joined. How are you?''

''come again?'' your voice is dangerously low and calm. ''You go missing for a year, kidnap almost every teenager in town and experiment on them, take my mum away and then have the fucking audacity to ask how I am ?''

A crazed laugh bubbles up your chest. ''Shit, thanks for asking! I'm fucking great!''

The seven masks watch you silently, eyes glistening through their masks.

''To think you were the Lord all this time...'' you finally stop laughing, head flopping forward to look your father in the eye. ''You're dead ''

He doesn't respond, the smile still plastered stupidly onto his face. His crass unconcern was making your teeth grind.

''You think I'm the Lord?'' your father hums, ''....don't you think that would've been a bit too obvious?''

''what....'' your voice trails off when you realise the other figure lurking in the shadows. There had been two people, one with a mask and one without.

Your father was the one without the mask.

The second figure finally steps out, removing the hideous mask away from her face.

''Mum?''

A/N: did you expect that?

credits to the manga Namaikizakari, used above. it's so fuckin good read it