Capítulo 7: Chapter 7: Girlboy time
(Y/n)
It's been a while since hyung has gotten inside the bathroom. And all I've been doing is check myself on the mirror.
My face got bigger, my cheeks we're still the same, my teeth have gotten stronger - I can feel the small fangs on the side gone sharper - my chest felt heavy.
I sighed, when am I gonna get used to this. And the saddest thing is, everyone treats me differently now.
The door to the bathroom opened and Taehyung-hyung stepped out with a huge smile on his face. "(Y/n)-ah." He hugged me.
"Miao." I squeak. "You're so cute." He pushes his forehead to mine rubs my hair. "It's official. Hoseok says you're mine now." After hearing that, I purred and buried my face in his neck.
Never have I felt so content.
"(Y/n)-ah one day someone's gonna make you feel special. One day you'll find happiness. Mama promises."
The voice of my mom rings in my head, I didn't even feel the tears fall until Taehyung-hyung pulls away and cradles my face in his hand and wipes it away.
"What's wrong (Y/n)-ah?" He asks, eyebrows scrunched. I smile and sniffed, "Thank you Taehyung-hyung."
His eyes softened them gave out a small chuckle. "We're family." And a kiss on my forehead.
"Now, lets go get you some clothes yeah?" He ruffles my hair. I groaned and slapped it slightly away.
"But I like your clothes." I whine. And your smell too.
"Love, you'll be going with me almost everywhere now, we need to get you woman's clothes." He says with his arms crossed.
"Alright." I pout. "Good girl." He whispers. For some unknown reason, the way he whispered made me flush warm.
This body will be so difficult to get used to.
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AT THE MALL
Taehyung
Picking clothes for (Y/n) wasn't that hard, though I had to let the store clerk take her away.
What? I can't actually go with her inside the dressing room now can I? I can watch her get dresses, I can't watch her undress.
I shouldn't even be thinking how she looks when she's undressed. This is too much thought.
"Sir, she's ready." The woman says. Mina - if I recall. (Y/n) stepped out, a short black lace dress that's off shoulder and showed cleavage, a small slit on the side.
Damn.
"Erm. Well, I don't th-", "See this sir? She looks absolutely stunning!" Mina, the store clerk cuts me off and sends off into her own world.
I should be the first one to compliment her. Tsk.
"Yeah, it does look good on her. Get her the red one too." Jin-hyung says from behind me.
"What? That one is to-", "Oh shush you big baby, she's grown." He says.
"Big baby?! This is too revealing and that red dress just practically screams 'Please get in my dress'." I cross my arms and everyone turns quiet.
Jin-hyung stares at me with a bored face. "Mina, pack the dresses." He tells the girl, and of course she has no choice but to follow.
"Hyung!" I whine. "Relax, just be sure to be beside her, or let Jimin be with her." My nose scrunches in disapproval.
"No. I'll do it. I can do it better." I huff, sitting back down. It's not that I don't trust Jimin, nope, I definitely don't trust Jimin with her.
He'll get too wasted and would probably look for a woman in the crowd to get laid and leave my girl alone.
Aish, this is stressful. A small thing but stressful. Now I really feel like a dad.
A dad? A dad doesn't get aroused seeing his daughter.
Ookay, my head officially has a brain I don't know where is and it's fucked up.
God, I just hope everything turns out well.
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This is a disaster.
I can feel my blood boiling from the way men and boys stare at (Y/n), the way they rake their disgusting eyes up and down her body and licking their lips as if she's some sort of food for low lives like them just makes me want to shoot them straight on the face.
"Taehyung." Yoongi-hyung calls out. "Don't worry, she'll be okay." Ha, yeah right, okay my ass, she's not some candy for other men's eyes.
She's mine. And mine only.
Man, I sound so obsessive and crazy.
She's literally taking me too high. I mean, just the way she looks absolutely graceful in that black dress, it makes me wanna rip it off and-and, replace it with sweatpants and a hoodie.
You mean rip it off and take her whole?
Yes. I mean no! No! What the fuck Kim Taehyung? You have got to get your shit together.
I burry my face in my hands groaning.
"He's definitely off his meds." Someone whispers, not sure who, but it would probably Jimin.
"I heard that."
"Sorry." All six of them say and I groan again, this is gonna be one long night.
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