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¤ His Sinner ¤ Ch1

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☆ (Y/n)'s Point of View ☆

"Are you even listening to me?" A voice bellowed into my ear, snapping me out a haze that i always seem to find myself in.

I nodded with no emotion detected on my features as if i was a robot, made only to serve others.

"Repeat what i just said then, brat." The woman challenged, laying her arms across her chest, staring at me with furious eyes.

"Go to Halmes Bar and meet a man named Hajoon. Demand for 1000 won. If he complies then give him the drugs." I recited back to her, almost as if i had practiced the sentence. She rolled her eyes, not caring that i was actually listening before shoving me out of the door.

"Don't bother coming home without the money. Your dad and i won't be pleased." She hissed before slamming the door in my face. I flinched slightly at the loud noise then turned around and began my journey.

This was everyday of my life... Always running an errand for my parents and their revolting drug buisness that was unreasonably over priced. Always ending up with cuts and brusies by the end of the day, never healing as more get afflicted ontop of them. I wish it would all just end.

I can make it all stop.

So many times i have thought about ending my life, but what use would that do? I would just be giving up on myself. I would not allow myself to be so weak.

I can make you feel strong.

I didn't have any money or sort of way to get onto a public transport so i was forced to walk everywhere i needed to go. My parents dropped me out of school a year ago, claiming that i didn't need to learn any more since i was their errand girl. That was all that i would ever be after all, unless they somehow vanished.

Oh baby, i can do more than just make them vanish.

I walked down the street, turning coners when needed to get to the Bar that i was supposed to meet Hajoon at. I watched as people went passed me, smiles on their faces as they dwelled in their happy lives. I don't even remember the last time i smiled, let alone be happy.

I stood directly infront of the bar with a sigh. A fifteen minute walk and now my legs were aching slightly. But I've been through so much worse so i don't let this bother me. A man kindly opened the door for me, letting me inside. Music blasted towards me after only one step into the room. I made my way to the stools infront of the bar tender, sitting at the stool closest to the wall.

"What can i get you?" A man asked me with a soft smile. I shook my head at him, slightly amused as he unbuttoned to top of his shirt to make himself seem more attractive.

"Nothing. I don't have the money even if i did want something." I laughed bitterly, staring at the overly expensive bottles that i could never afford to taste.

That can all change, baby.

"It's on me. Pick whatever you fancy." He said kindly, motioning to all the bottles of the wall. I thought for a second, my eyes were suddenly attracted to a red bottle. It seemed alluring and mysterious, calling out to me in ways i didn't understand.

"That one. 'A Devil's Pick' " i read out the label, guiding him to one that caught my eye. His brows furrowed, following my directions to the bottle that was practically glowing. He picked up the bottle in confusion before looking back at me with a baffled face.

"I've actually never seen this on my shelf before... I haven't even heard of the brand... That's weird... I thought i knew my liquor... Guess not." He uttered out pathetically. But alas, he shrugged the feeling off and poured me a glass, sliding it towards me with curious eyes.

"Go on, try it. I would like to know how it tastes." He urged me, nudging my hand towards the glass. I picked up the glass, instantly feeling something new wash over me. It almost felt... dark?

I brought the glass to my lips, taking a sip of the red liquid and instantly falling in love with the taste. It made me thirsty for more, my throat quenched once i swallowed. My mind begged me for another taste as i quickly brought the glass to my lips. This time i was gulping it down, taking out every drop of the liquor. My eyes flickered to the bar tender as he read the only words written on the back of the bottle.

"Only the badest will be greedy for more." He read out loud, his head snapping back to me as i placed down my empty glass on the counter. He chuckled more to himself.

"This stuff looks dangerous." He joked, placing the bottle under the counter and out of my reach as he saw how intently i was eyeing it.

"Are you the trader?" A voice asked me, a head peeking over my shoulder before sitting down on the stool next to me. The bar tender could sense the new found tension in the air and decided it would be safe to stand in the other side of the bar, furthest away from this new man.

"Yes." I muttered quitely, the alcohol lingering now at the back of my mind as my mother's words took over my mind.

"Don't bother coming home without the money."

"Do you have what i want?" He asked me, staring at me with cold eyes.

"I do." I replied quietly. He smirked, pleased at my answer as he taped the table in excitement.

"Come on then, give it to me." He demanded, he was clearly getting more and more imaptient as time went past. The clock on the wall infront of us did not help at all, ticking loudly and increasing tension.

"I need the 1000 won before i can give you your drugs..." i muttered softly, hoping he would give me the money and not any problems. He sighed loudly before chuckling to himself lowly. Instantly i knew that this was not good.

"No can do, sweetheart. You're going to give me the drugs... Or you'll most definitely regret it." He lightly threatened with a teasing wink towards me.

"I need you to give me that money, Hajoon. Don't make this any more difficult than it already is." I told him, holding myself back from right out begging him for that money.

"I could say the same to you, sweetheart." He hissed, getting less and less friendly towards me. I could already feel that things were only going to get worse from here on.

"Please... Hajoon. I need the money... You'll get your drugs...Please." i begged shamefully, my pride was deteriorating bit by bit as i thought about how i was going to go home without the money.

"Babe, my patience is running thin." He growled, staring at the bag that was clutched tightly in my other hand.

"So is mine." I sighed, trying to deeped my voice to seem the most tiniest bit intimidating. He chuckled bitterly then made a lunge for me. I was too shocked to move and too slow to react in the slightest. He smashed the side of my head against the side of the table and elbowed my side. My arms flared backwards in pain, the bag hanging off of the edge of my fingertips. He snatched it out of my hands and ran off out of the back door.

The bartender came rushing to my side, lifting my head gently off of the table to check my wound. Blood was leaking down the side of my face as i groaned out in pain. He grabed some wipes from under the counter and gently wiped my face and forehead as he looked at me in pity.

"I was hoping that what you were involved in wasn't what i thought it was... but I guess it was." He mumbled sadly. I shook my head with a deafeated sigh. I coughed abit before throwing myself in hysterical laughter. Tears escaped my eyes as i slapped my forehead because i was so fucking stupid.

"I hate my life. I wish i would just be done with my parents and their business. Done with both of them. I would give anything to just get what i want for a change." I cried out pathetically. He raised his brow at me, judging my facial expression to see if i spoke the 100% truth just now.

"Anything?" He repeated, he peaked my interest as i opened my eyes and looked up at him like a lost puppy.

"That's right...Give it to her."

He heard the voice say inside his head and nodded unconsciously to himself, following the orders form 'the voice'.

He watched as i nodded at his comment then debated whether he really wanted to do what he was about to do

"Do it, now."

The voice said to him, making him snap out of his haze

I watched as the man pulled a book out from his bag that was layed carelessly on the floor beside the bar stool. He fidgeted with the book and the papers inside it before laying it infront of me, opened on a specific page.

"Do every step. And i promise you'll get everything you desire." He whispered to me, closing the book and pushing it forwards. I nodded suspiciously at his words but took the book into my arms, instantly feeling the same dark energy that i felt from the alcohol i had. Why did they feel exactly the same?

"I never got your name..." i trailed off awkwardly as i stumbled out of my stool, one of my hands hovering over the cut on my head.

"My name's Bang Sihyuk...Call me PD." He told me, his eyes fully focused on the book.

He crossed over his side of the bar and walked me to the door, pushing me out gently.

"Follow each instruction...Precisely." he told me in all seriousness. I nodded dumbly and started to walk to the direction of my house, feeling uncomfortable as Pd stared at me intensely.

If this book was the key to finally making myself happy... To finally getting what i wanted... Then i will do anything it tells me to.

Good girl...

(Author-Nim ~ What did you guys think? I had so much fun writing this. The next chapter is going to be even more interesting and I'm o excited to share it with you guys! Vote & Comment! ILY Mochies!)

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¤ Pain is Beauty ~ Chapter 1 ¤

(READ THE PROLOGUE FIRST)

(Summary ~ It was so ironic how someone's cold heart could start a fire in someone else's...She was as cold as ice but in the right hands... She melts.)

☆ Jisung's Point of View ☆

☆ The Next day ☆

"I don't know what to do, hyung." I whined, falling back into the sofa with a deep sigh. My eyes closed as a headache started to fight it's way into my head.

Taeyong sat next to me with a raised brow, leaning back comfortably.

"What do you mean, Jisungie?" He asked me in pure confusion.

"It's (Y/n)." I confessed.

"Ah. The cold trainee girl." He remembered, nodding as he remembered her features and the cold glare she gave everyone when she passed them in the hallway.

"She's not as cold as she looks..." i defended. I knew she was just one of those people that wore a mask to hide their true emotions.

"Has she ever spoken to you nicely?" Taeyong asked me curiously.

"Well, no but--"

"Then how do you know she's not as cold as she looks?" He asked me. I paused and looked down to my lap, not knowing how to answer him.

"I'm not trying to make a point, Jisung. I'm asking a sincere question. If you think she isn't as cold as she looks then i believe you." He told me sincerly.

"I just-- I hate seeing her put herself through so much unnecessary pain. I remember how hard it was being a trainee but she just makes it even harder for herself on purpose." I said.

I watched her yesterday for a good few minutes before i interupted her. I remember watching her as she punched the wall when she 'Didn't do good enough'.

(Y/n) was one of the best dancers i have ever seen and to see her think she wasn't good enough didn't just make me shocked but angry aswell.

I don't know much about (Y/n). To be honest i don't really know anything but her first name. Not even her family name for God's sake. She was a mystery when she came to Sm. She's been here for 3 months now. And ever since she came she has never smiled, not even once. She has never spoken to anyone or tried to make any friends. All the girl trainees have tried to talk to her but she always walks away. And i don't know why she does this... nobody does.

I've always been curious to whether she was a singer or a rapper but she would never tell me that. To me she looks like a singer... A girl who's quiet always ends up having the most beautiful voice.

But i only wish i could hear it.

"I've heard some rumours about (Y/n)..." Taeyong told me. This peaked my interest, making me turn to him with a raised brow.

"Rumours?" I repeated softly. He nodded with a hum.

"There's this trainee... Her name's Yejin. She said she went to school with (Y/n) and that 'She understands why she is the way she is'. If you are really interested about this girl then you should go and talk to her." Taeyong advised. I bit my lip in thought.

Why was i so interested in this girl?

"Okay, i will. Thank you, hyung." I said with a smile then bowing at him before walking out of the Nct 127 dorms. I will find out more about you (Y/n). I don't know why i feel compelled to but something's telling me that i need to do this.

I walked down the hall and down the stairs to the dance practice room that was given to the trainees. They all done group dance practices at around 4pm so they should all be in there, including Yejin. I knew for a fact that (Y/n) was not part of their practices because she always books solo practices for everyday at 9pm. She books it months before and now we just know that at 9pm she starts to practice. It was her time.

(Y/n) was always so mysterious to me and i really wanted to know why she tried so hard to push past limits that was next to impossible.

I knocked on the door then entered, everyone bowed at me which made me smile nervously. Since i was so young, i barely got bowed at and when the trainees bow it felt so weird.

"Jisung-Sunbae-nim. Is there something you need?" A girl asked with a smile, bowing low. I cleared my throat as everyone stared at me ready to speak.

"I would like to talk to a trainee who's named Yejin? Is she here?" I asked shyly, i hated public speaking and the fact they were all staring right at me made it worse.

"I'm here." A girl stated, standing up from the floor. She walked to me slowly, she was clearly the same age as me or possibly younger.

"Could i speak to you outside for a moment?" I asked lowly, my voice came out hoarse and husky and my palms became sweaty. I was scared and nervous about the information i would fine out.

We walked outside of the room, eyes following the both of us untill the door closed. I released a deep sigh, glad that i didn't have to deal with the curious stares of those trainees anymore.

"Sunbae-nim... If you don't mind me asking... What is it you need me for?" She asked as i leaned against the wall. I sucked in a deep breath then started to speak.

"Did you happen to go to school with another trainee named (Y/n)?" I asked her, i saw as her face lit up in recognition after her name was spoken.

She sighed but nodded at my slightly as she slumped herself against the wall opposite me.

"Yeah...I did..." She confirmed quietly.

I raised my brow at her, it looked like she didn't really want to tell me anything but i continued to push forwards.

"Could you tell me about her?... Please?" I asked her, at this point i think i felt desprate to know more about (Y/n). I hated how much she bugged me and how much she was always on my mind.

"I...I don't know... It's not my place to talk about her." She mumbled, lowering her gaze to her feet.

I put my hand on her shoulder which made her head snap up in suprise.

"Please... I just want to help her." I told her. She sighed then closed her eyes, not knowing what to do. She fidgeted with her fingers and bit her lip in deep thought. Then her eyes snapped open and looked me in the eyes condidently.

"Okay. I'll tell you what i know... But promise me this... Promise me you'll help her find herself again?" She asked me, her voice slightly trembling. I nodded with hard eyes.

"I'll do my best."

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¤ His Silver Rose ~ Chapter 2 ¤

Chapter Title ~ Mysterious Rose

Language ~ English

Song reference ~ Rose By Leehi

(Summary ~ Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was determined to make this one blossom into the beautiful flower he knew she could be.)

(READ PROLOGUE AND CHAPTER 1 FIRST!)

☆ Taehyung's Point of view ☆

"Thank you for shopping with us sir. If you ever need a replacement or exchange, here is a gift card." The lady said with a warm smile.

Only two minutes ago she was screaming to her co-worker about how 'Kim Taehyung is in our store! ThE KiM TaEhYuNg!' I stiffled my laugh when i heard her friend groan. Now she put on a polite smile and served me as she would of for any costumer. I appreciated her for that.

I picked up the bag of velvet collars i bought for (Y/n) from the counter and also the pen which was at the corner of the counter. I signed the reciept with my signature and slid the thin piece of paper over to her.

"Don't tell your friend." I whispered to her with a wink. She nodded frantically and folded the reciept neatly into her pocket.

I smiled at them both before walking out of the building and towards Minho's car.

After (Y/n) fell asleep in my arms i decided it would be best for her to stay in the car whilst i completed the rest of the forms. I was hoping to get her ears pieced so that sje could wear earrings instead of collars but she was too cute to wake up.

I opened the door to the car and got in silently. I tucked the bag between my feet and shut the door behind me.

"Are you done?" Minho asked tiredly. He yawned and swept his hamd through his hair, one of the habits that i usually saw from Jimin.

"Yeah. Could you drive me back to the dorms?" I asked with a sigh. He raised his brow at me.

"Are you sure? They aren't gonna be happy that you brought a hybrid home right after yelling at them." He pointed out. I nodded.

"I know but i need to do this sooner or later. And I'd rather (Y/n) get comfortable in my dorm room rather than in my guest room in your apartment." I laughed.

"Alright. You can always come if you need to cool down. Alright?" He said. I nodded with a smile.

"Thanks Hyung." I told him before looking into the back seat to see (Y/n) staring up into the cars roof while she layed on her back.

"You're awake?" I asked her. She nodded.

"I woke up after you got into the car." She explained quietly.

"Ahh I'm sorry. Was i too loud?" I asked with a sigh. I sheepishly scratched the back of my head. Damn it i should have been more quieter. I feel bad for disturbing her sleep.

"No. It wasn't your volume. I just smelt you. It was familliar. So i woke up." She told me. I nodded as if i understood but i truly didn't have a clue what she meant by that. Do i smell so bad i woke her up?

Minho chuckled beside me as he watched me battle with my thoughts.

"(Y/n) do you know japanese?" I asked out of nowhere as my mimd wondered back to when she told me her full name.

"Yes." She repleid simply. My head tilted in lack of knowledge.

"Do you know any other languages?" I asked her. 

"English and Korean." She said. She has a habit of saying something without an explanation.

"How did you learn english?" I asked on. Minho nudged my thigh, telling me i should stop asking but i was too curious.

"I learnt it in Australia." She told me. I hummed and nodded.

I will find out more about you. You keep pulling me in, making me more curious.

A mysterious rose with thorns that i get drawn into touching.

☆ Timeskip ☆

"Alright were here. Good luck." Minho told me as he pulled up his car into the Bts dormitory Parking lot.

I sighed and looked into the backseats where (Y/n) was sitting boredly.

"This is the place (Y/n)." I told her before getting out of the car then openening (Y/n)'s door.

I unbuckled her seatbelt then moved to the side so she could hop out of the car. Once she was out i closed the door behind her then tapped on the car window. Minho opened the window as i started to speak.

"Thanks for today hyung. I really appreciate it." I told him. He smiled at us both warmly.

"Anytime." He replied. Then he closed the car window and drove iut of the exit.

☆ (Y/n)'s Point of view ☆

I looked up at the building that stood infront of us with my lips slightly parted. Was this really where he lived? The sun was going doing making the sky a pinky red colour with little to no clouds present.

"You live here?" I asked him softly. He nodded before scratching the back of his head.

"So...What do you think? It's your new home." He told me. I looked blankly at The building. I looked at the windows that were sure to have let alot of light in. I pictured myself sleeping on the carpet in a patch of sunlight contently without being kicked off of it and shoved into a basement. Maybe this time would be different.

"It's okay." I told him. My tone of voice hadn't changd since i first met him. He probably noticed how i always seemed far off and distant. Maybe abit cold towards him too. But i meant what i said... i do hate humans. He wasn't an exception.

He sighed then slightly nudged me forward down the path to the front door.

"Well come on then. Let's go in." He said with a gummy smile. His smile somehow made me feel happy. It made me feel safe.

I followed his lead and walked down the path, staring at the plants and flowers that was in the garden. Almost lile a different world.

Then the fromt door opened. A man stormed out and came towards up both.

"Where have you been!?" He screamed at Taehyung. My ears quickly pressed against my head as i stumbled back then hid behind Taehyung.

"Quiet will you!? Don't scare her!" Taehyung hissed towards his hyung.

The man stepped back in anger.

"Excuse me?!" He continued yelling. I whimpered and pressed my head into Taehyung's back. Not again. Please not again.

Taehyung ignored the man and turned around towards me.

"Hey it's okay. He's just really angry with me." He told me with a sheepish smile. I closed my eyes and oressed my head against his chest.

"Can i carry you to my room? Then you won't have to go through my member's yelling me." He told me. I nodded quickly and let him pick me up bridal style.

He pushed his hung to the side as he carried me through his house. I could hear his gasp as he stumbled into the bushes. His members all had furrowed brows as they layed their eyes on me. Taehyung opened a door and then set me gently on his bed.

"I'll be back okay? I have to deal with them." He told me. I nodded hesitantly.

"Don't leave me alone for too long." I whispered towards him as he walked over to the door.

He turnt back towards me and showed me his boxy smile that i have come to secretly love.

"I wouldn't dream of it."

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¤ His Silver Kitty ~ Chapter 1 ¤

(READ THE PROLOGUE FIRST)

(Summary ~ Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was determined to make this one blossom into the beautiful flower he knew she could be.)

Chapter Title ~ I Believe

Language ~ English

Song reference ~ I Believe By Younha

☆ Taehyung's Point of view ☆

"You idiot! You brought her with you?!" Minho shouted. He looked back and forth between me and (Y/n) repeatedly then back to the road. I sighed and scratched the back of my head sheepishly.

"I didn't want to leave her alone." I reasoned, looking back at (Y/n) who huddled herself into a small ball on the backseats of Minho's car.

The window was open on her side and one of her hands were hanging out of it to feel the rain. She gazed out of the window blankly.

"She attempted to commit suicide Taehyung! You don't know that she won't do it again!" He said to me. I rolled my eyes a nudged him.

"Don't be so loud. She might hear you." I said to him. He laughed at me. He laughed hard.

"You really are an idiot. She's a hybrid Taehyung! She would be able to hear you breathing even when you try to hold your breath." He laughed.

"And you want to actually take care of her? You know nothing about hybrids!" He continued.

I groaned and covered my face with my hands.

"No! I don't know the first thing about hybrids but i can damn well try!" I yelled out in frustration. Minho hit his lip then sighed.

"Fine. Fine. Okay. First you'll need to officially register her as your hybrid. I'll take you to the agency." He agreed. I smiled brightly at him, showing him my famous boxy smile.

"Thank you hyung. I really appreciate it." I thanked. He rolled his eyes and continued driving.

I took my phone out of my pocket and pressed the home button to check my notifications.

Jin Hyung 33 Missed calls and 42 Missed messages

Jungkook 12 Missed messages

Jimin 8 Missed calls

Namjoon 1 Missed message and 1 Missed call

I laughed and turned off my phone once again and shoved it into my pocket. Unbelievable.

They can't just act like they care when they realise they need me. It dosen't work like that.

☆ (Y/n)'s Point of view ☆

We were in Minho's car driving to the agency. Minho was apart of the boygroup Shinee. I usually watched him on tv when my old owner payed the electricity bill.

I only realised Taehyung was famous too when he was rushing me towards the bus stop where Minho's car was waiting and billions of girls were screaming, "Taehyung oppa!" And, "V oppa!"

Only then i realised what he was dragging me into.

The car was now silent. We drove through the streets with the radio on, playing quietly as the rain now was heavier and louder then the noices coming from the speakers.

The agency of hybrid adoption was a place I've been to many times. It was a quick process of signing a single form which they then photocopied and faxed to the main office. After this was done you could take the hybrid home after purchasing an earring set or a collar. I've always gotten collars because my owners could never afford to pierce my ears since it cost alot more for hybrids.

The car finally pulled up the the agency. There was writing at the front that i was never able to read since i haven't been taught to read or write. The engine stopped after Minho took his car key out of the slot. Taehyung opened his door and walked over to my door to open it for me.

I looked up at him blankly as he held out his hand for me to grab. I put my hand in his and let him pull me up from my seat. He closed the car door after i got out then put his arm around my neck and hung it loosely. He smiled at me comfortingly as he led me inside. He looked up at the security guard who's face i knew all too well and started to speak.

"I would like to sign a fo--"

"God you're back here again?! How much times are you going to get adopted?" The man laughed.

"Hey Seoho! The silver head's back! You owe me some money!" The man called out to the open door that was at the back of the room. Taehyung eyebrows furrowed in anger

"Excuse me?! You were betting on her not having an owner again?! That is so sick!" Taehyung growled. He pushed past the guard and marched over to the front desk with my wrist tightly clutched in his hand. The guard snickered as i walked past him. My face has no emotion as i followed Taehyung's lead. Minho wait inside his car whilst playing a game in his phone to cure his boredem.

"I need to sign an adoption form please." Taehyung said the the old woman at the desk. Without looking up, she grabbed a form and slid it over to Taehyung and chucked a pen to him. He caught it before it rolled off of the table with a glare on his face. He muttered an annoyed thanks before taking the papers to the seating area.

He sat down first then patted the space next to him for me to sit down also. I crawled onto the couch and sat on it with my knees to me chest and feet off of the floor. Taehyung noticed my weird habit but didn't say anyting about it. He saw that I've done this before in the car and thought that maybe it felt more comfortable for my tail this way.

Then he started to fill out the form with a pen in his hand.

"What's you full name?" He asked.

"Sakurai (Y/n)." I whispered.

"Sakurai? That sounds like a Japanese family name?" Taehyung noticed. I nodded and kept quiet. He sighed but didn't continue to pry.

"Date of birth?" He asked.

"1998. May."

"May what?" He questioned. I shrugged my shoulders and closed my eyes, resting them against my knees.

"How many times have you been adopted?" He asked. This time he listened closely, he was obviously curious about this one.

"5." I said simply. His eyes widened slightly but he didn't comment on it. Even though i know he wanted to.

"Okay the rest is for me to fill out." He said as he started to write in the boxes. I nodded and waited silently for him to finish so we could leave. This place made me feel anxious. I guess it showed by the way my foot kept tapping impatienly on the sofa, shaking my whole body it the process.

"HOLY SHIT! IT'S TRUE! THE SILVER HEAD IS BACK!" A guard shouted. I tucked my head further into my knees and tried to block at out the noise. The guard walked towards me and picked up some of my hair and started twirling it between his fingers.

"What did you do this time, Silver?" He asked with a smirk. I ignored him, trying to close my eyes and wish for everything to dissapear.

Then he tugged on my hair hard causing me to sqeak. Taehyung looked up from the paper and furrowed his brows in confusion. That was untill he saw the man holding my hair in a tight grip. His look went from confusion to anger.

"Answer me, Silver." The guard said through gritted teeth. Taehyung stood up suddenly then walked towards the guard. He pushed him backwards with force, making the man stumble backwards amd let go of my hair. My breath hitched. I watched as Taehyung kept pushing the man backwards, taking out his anger on him.

No. This isn't what i wanted. I hated humans. But i hated violence more.

"Stop." I whispered as tears clouded my vision. Taehyung couldn't hear my quiet voice over his yelling.

"What gives you the right to touch her?!" He growled. The volume of his voice making me press my ears further into my hair then they already were.

"Please." I whispered again. Nobody payed any mind to me. After all, i was just a hybrid. Me being a crying hybrid didn't make any difference to them.

My breathing got heavier and heavier as i noticed it started to get hard for me to breathe. I gasped in for air but i felt as if nothing was being inhaled.

A panic attack? Not now. I can't deal with passing out now. I can't do this again here.

"You were clearly bothering her! Right, (Y/n)?!" Taehyung yelled, whipping his head back to me to listen for an answer. His face dropped, seeing me in tears sliding down to the floor, clawing at my chest in hopes to give me some air.

Taehyung was by my side in a second. He kneeled to the floor and took my face into his hands. He made me look him in the eyes. That was when i noticed his sparking blue contacts and how they complimented him so well.

This wasn't the time to be admiring him.

"Breathe." He said simply. He rubbed my cheeks and my tears away in the process. He breathed in slowly to demonstrate to me and asked me to copy. I did as he asked and started breathing in. Air filled my lungs slowly as i started to get back to the normal pace of breathing.

I was shocked. He stopped my panic attack. That has never happened to me before. I've always had one then passed out from lack of oxygen. One of the many things wrong with me which made my owners think twice before purchasing me. The only reason they have was because i was a rare breed of cat hybrids. The Siberian cat. Also known as the silver haired beauties. At least that was what i was told by my mother before i was sold to a buyer back in Tokyo.

Taehyung then brought me to his chest and hugged me.

"I gave you a panic attack... I'm sorry." He mumbled into my hair. I breathed in his scent over and over again, almost smiling as i smelt the smell of home. My eyes were closed as i started to relax into his hold. I could feel myself difting off in a sleep.

"I'll do better from now on. I promise. I'll protect you..."

I believe you...

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¤ Pain Is Beauty ~ Prologue ¤

Welcome to Pain Is Beauty.

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(Summary ~ It was so ironic how someone's cold heart could start a fire in someone else's...

She was as cold as ice but in the right hands... She melts.)

☆ (Y/n)'s Point of View ☆

Harder. I needed to work harder.

It wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough.

All my dance moves had to be precise. They had to be exactly on point or i would not allow myself to fall asleep tonight. It's not like i enjoy sleep anyway. It was just a necessity for life to continue even if i had nightmares every night, i had to endure the suffering.

To pretend as if it was not happening and if i did that correctly then soon i would be given the opportunity to debut. That was the ultimate goal for now after all. So i would endure anything to get to it. Even if the price was waking up with swolen feet and ripped muscles. I would recover as fast as possible then get back to work. To make my parents proud. They wouldn't want to have raised a failure.

Currently the song 'Breathin' by Ariana Grande was playing on the loud speakers. The song has been playing on repeat for about 5 hours now. I've been in this dance studio since 9pm and now it is currently 2am.

One more hour... Then I'll go to my dorm room.

I was sweating and panting but i didn't let that slow me down. I would get this routine to perfection. My dance moves were slow and emotional, telling a story with both my body and eyes. That was one of the most important things we've learnt at Sm, to speak through facial expressions as well as our dance moves.

"(Y-y/n)?" A voice croaked out from behind me. I spun around to face the intruder, sighing after seeing it was only Jisung. He paused the music on the speakers then rubbed his eyes as he looked up at me, clearly still half asleep.

"What are you still doing here?" He asked worriedly. He walked closer to me slowly, every part of his body screaming at him to lay down after his busy schedule but he couldn't... Not while i was punishing myself this way.

"Nothing. Go back to your dorm, Jisung." I told him softly, avoiding eye contact.

"See. You always do this. Why do you push everyone away (Y/n)?" He asked desprately, his tiredness fading slowly into dust.

"Just go back to bed." I told him.

"No. You need to go and get some rest. You're a minor aswell so you have to sleep at 10 just like i do. Technically you're breaking the law." He told me. I sighed, disconnecting my phone from the speakers and grabbing my jacket.

"Fine. Goodnight." I said coldly, pushing past him to get to my dorm room. He sighed, brushing his hand through his hair in anoyance.

"Look, (Y/n). It's none of my buisness and i know i don't know you that well but if you keep pushing everyone away like this then you will never debut. And i know that is your goal. Just like every other trainee here. When i debuted it was only because i opened up to the people around me that were closer to my age and furthered my skills through help." He said, making me stop in my tracks. I stood, my back facing towards him and i listened to his advice. I bit my lip in anger almost drawing blood at the pressure.

Who did he think he was?

"You're right... It's none of your business."

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His Silver Rose

¤ Prologue ¤

~ Welcome to His Silver Rose! ~

(Summary ~ Somehow she reminded him of a rose. She was so delicate and fragile. Her small ears were always pressed down against her silver hair. Someone once told him that roses took a while to bloom but the end result was always worth it. And Taehyung was determined to make this one blossom into the beautiful flower he knew she could be.)

☆ Taehyung's Point of view ☆

"Taehyung, you keep moving forward too much. You're sopposed to be behind Jungkook. If you move forward too much you will mess up the whole formation." Hoseok said sternly to me. I nodded at him with a sigh.

"Sorry." I replied. He shrugged off my apology and walked back to the rest of the members.

Jungkook then came forward to me. He looked so annoyed but it seemed as if he held back the tone of frustration in his voice.

"You're gonna be more careful, right? I always have to stop myself from bumping into you. You're gonna cause an accident on stage." He explained. I closed my eyes in annoyance.

"I get it. I'll be more carefull." I snapped back.

He walked back to the other members as they started to talk about how to improve the dance even more.

"Jimin, maybe you should swap wuth Taehyung." Namjoon suggested. My hearing perked up at the comment. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Wait What? I'm always in that position because i sing right after Jungkook. How am i going to get to the front in time?" I asked angrily.

Namjoon put his hand on my shoulder.

"You won't be too far back. Your still in the middle. Stop overexadurating." He said. I scoffed.

"Are you all on your periods or something? All you've been doing today is target me. If I'm such a nuisance practice without me!" I yelled, marching out of the room with a angry huff.

The members tried to call me back but ignored their yells. I walked past my manager on the way out. He gave me a confused glance then looked back to see that i exited the practice room.

"They are all being assholes." I muttered before putting my coat on and walking out of Bighit Entertainment.

I didn't know where I'd go particularly when i stormed out. It was raining and i had no money on me. I decided to call Minho. He had an apartment that i ussually use to cool down in. His guest room mainly had my belongings in it so it was basically my room. I didn't want to go back to the dorms because i was pretty sure that's where the members would first start looking for me. So took my phone out from my coat pocket amd dialed his number. He picked up almost instantly.

Me "Hey hyung."

Minho "Hey Taehyung! How are you?"

Me "Not great. My members just pissed me off and i really need a place to cool down."

Minho "Say no more. Wait next to the bus stop. I'll pick you up from there."

Me "Thanks hyung. I appreciate this."

Minho "No problem."

Call ended

I walled towards the bus stop with was a few minutes away from where i was standing. My hair was almost completely soaked and i was freezing. Firemean trucks were whizzing past me on the street. The sound of their horns hurt my ears as one after another drove past me. That must be a pretty big fire.

"Is she gonna jump?!" A girl asked her friend as they both ran past me in direction of where the trucks were heading.

"She's standing on the edge so obviously!" Her friend replied. My eyebrows furrowed as i walked faster and followed them to the building.

They stopped abruptly making me stop aswell and looked up.

I followed their actions and looked up. And there she stood. A silver haired hybrid girl. She stood on the edge of the buildings roof top, looking up at the sky. She was standing there silently, completey in her own trance as she watched the rain pour over Seoul.

The firemen prepared a blow up blanket on the ground incase she did decide to jump. They rushed past the civillians and spread out the sheet. Everybody stood and watched in awe as if they were watching a kdrama. Nobody actually wanted to help.

I rushed past everyone and entered the building. I ran up the stairs, ignorning the burning in my thighs untill i finally reached the roof top. That's where i saw her. I was unsure if she was cryung or if it was the rain pouring over her that caused her red and puffy cheeks.

"Yah! Don't do this!" I spoke up to her.

☆ (Y/n)'s Point of view ☆

My head didn't even turn back to see who it was. "Yah! Can you hear me?!" He asked, speaking louder in attempt to overcome the rain pouring over us both.

"Yes. I can hear you." I replied softly.

I sighed and looked down at the people below me, holding up their phones to capture me falling if i decided to do it.

"I love the rain." I told him. I held out my hands and let the rain patter over them, feeling a sense of security wash over me.

"The rain was my friend when humans became my enemy." I explained.

He slowly walked closer to her holding his hands out to show that he wasn't a threat.

"I'm not your enemy. Let me help you." He begged. Soon later he was standing right behind me. I shook my head with a sad smile.

"If i had a fish for every time a humans told me that, i would be the happiest cat hybrid in the world." I giggled lightly. Then my smile faded.

"Let me make you the happiest cat hybrid in the world. I promise to help you. Just please don't jump." He urged. I shook my head again.

"I want to believe you. I really do. But I'm not falling for it this time." I replied. Then i stepped forward, closing my eyes and feeling myself fall.

A hand grabbed onto my arm. The force of the tug hurting my shoulder as he held me in place on the edge of the walls. The rain water was making him struggle to keep a grip on me. I stayed limp, waiting for him to lose his grip on me and let me fall.

"I don't know what you've been through. And i can't imagine what you probably go through on a daily basis but I'm telling you that you shouldn't give up. You shouldn't throw a life away that hasn't been given the opportunity blossom into a beautiful flower. I beg you. Try again. Maybe this time you won't regret it." He said to me, tears in his eyes as he winced in pain attemping to keep his grip on me.

I blinked my newly formed tears away then forced my other hand to hold onto his wrist with a tight grip. Maybe this time it will work out.

He sighed in relief after realising that i would try to live. That he finally confinced me that it would be worth it.

He used all the strength he had left to pull me back up onto the roof top. I used one of my hands to hold onto the edge and lift mysef back onto it.

Once i was safely on the ground again, he fell the the floor while panting. Tears where rapidly moving down my face as i started to sobb, hugging my knees to my chest. My ears layed flat against my wet hair and my tail was curled around my waist.

The man got up and walked towards me then embraced me into a hug. He pulled me in closer, letting my head rest against his chest as he stroked my hair softly.

"My name is Taehyung and i will make it my goal to make sure that you will finally be given the life you deserve." He whispered into my ear, only now realising how deep his voice was. I was still sobbing but i managed to stutter out my name.

"(Y-Y/n)"

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