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“Devilish” A Yandere! + Demon! Taehyung AU

Anon Asked: hello!~ i’m the anon who sent in the ask about the spirit! or demon! yandere! request for either jungkook or taehyung! thank you so much for replying!! my request was for either tae or jungkook in which they’re either a yandere! demon or ghost/spirit (whatever you are more comfortable with!) and it could rly be about anything! thank youuuu 💖 p.s. i absolutely ADORE this blog and i wish nothing but happiness and health on you and the other admins!!~

Here you go sweetie! I apologize again for taking so long for this! I hope you enjoy!~ Honestly i love both boys and ideas but went with demon! Tae :-) I hope that’s okay? thank you !! you’re so kind!!~

Rated: (M): For violence, and strong language.

Reader + Taehyung

“Of course he knew that a fallen angel wasn’t supposed to fall in love with a real angel. Or that’s what he thought to himself. You didn’t actually descend from heaven, but it might as well seemed like you did, from how perfect you were to him. He didn’t give a damn about anything or anyone else, but you. The usual him who loved seeing others in pain and misery, wanted nothing more but to see you safe and happy. Only, this infatuation, turned into love, a love so deep and burning that he was scared if he loved you any harder, you would break.”

That smile.

Those lips.

That body.

Taehyung watched from across the street at the usual place. A lollipop between his lips, his hands stuffed into his pockets, his crimson coloured eyes that matched the afternoon sky , on you, as he watched you from across the street, going about your usual routine.

He watched you, as you sat with your friend, as you usually did on a weekend afternoon, twirling a finger around your cup, until you brought it up to your lips and took a sip of the sweet liquid.

He switched the candy in his mouth from one side to the other using his tongue. He stared at your lips, longing to kiss them. He wanted to know just how you tasted.

Probably sweeter than this sucker. He chuckled to himself then sighed as he watched the waiter approach you once again. He knew that, in the mortal world, there were jobs where some served others, just like in hell. And you being of such royalty to him, it was expected. But he couldn’t help but itch at the sight of someone else giving you such attention.

He reached his hand from his pocket and popped out the lolipop, and twirled it between his index finger and thumb as he watched the man take away your things from the table and you got up from your seat, saying your goodbyes to your friend, before making your way to the entrance.

He let out a small sigh as he looked down at his hand and had wished more than anything that when he was sent back to earth, that he got to take all of his strength with him too.

After throwing the candy to the pavement, he watched with a blank expression as he crushed it under the heel of his shoe. He hated the taste of something so artificial, but after taking an interest in you, he wanted to quit his bad habits, and that meant his smoking was the first one out the window. So he tried to find and alternative for the deed, and that was candy. When did, he get to be this way?

The sound of the door chime, made him look up in time, to see you make your way out the door and down the street. He hurriedly followed close behind, but not close enough for you to notice.

He found himself following you, at the end of the day as you made your way home, making sure you got there safely. Even though, you never had any problems, he still found himself, matching his footsteps to yours.

He had never felt this way before. It wasn’t until he saw you one day that he was aimlessly, walking around downtown one night with your friends. You captivated him, like never before. Of course he had seen other things that heightened his heart beat; The sight of blood, the sounds of people screaming in agony whenever he took their souls. But this was a whole different sense that washed over him. It was the feeling of warmth. Warmth that felt like no other. Warmth that he didn’t want to go away. And this warmth wasn’t something that was scorched and painful like the fires of hell. Oh no, this was the feeling of something that he used to feel, whenever he was alive and on earth.

Whenever he was happy. Truly happy.

From that day on, he latched onto you. He fed off of your energy and it made him feel much more alive each time he saw you. That night, he lost you, and lost himself in a fit of rage, as you disappeared within the crowds of people on the street. But it was as if everything came together after he spotted you again, at a small restaurant, on the corner of his street, that was near where he was living for the meantime.

There you were, flashing that sweet smile, as you talked. He always wondered what your voice sounded like and longed to hear it. Little did he know he finally would be able to that night.

He pushed his hands into his pocket again as he pulled out another lolipop and started to peel off the wrapper, his eyes staying on you as you kept walking, down the street, and turning the corner which made him raise an eyebrow.

“Where are you going...” he asked in his head as he knew this wasn’t your usual route.

You kept walking until you crossed the street and came to a corner store that seemed desolate. After popping the candy in his mouth, he waited a few seconds, before crossing and stood at the corner of the other street, waiting, until he felt was a good time to follow again.

“Maybe, it’s best I just wait here..” he thought to himself once more as he watched you make your way inside and greet the cashier back, before walking towards the area where the drinks were stored.

He let out a soft sigh as he tilted his head back and looked at the sky that was once full of color, now dark and quiet.

“Just like my victims..” He said quietly as he thought about the many people who’s lives he took, as he watched them being full of life, drain to something limp and quiet. “Huh..”

He looked back towards where you were, as he shifted the candy around in his mouth, then spit it to the ground as he saw you through the window, still looking around, but was now being watched by someone else who was walking around the store. The strange man scanned you from head to toe, as he loomed behind you. You didn’t seem to noticed, and if you didn’t you tried not to pay too much attention to him, as he walked around him and made your way towards the other aisle.

Taehyung started to panic, as he couldn’t see you anymore, from the way the view was set up from across the street. He hurriedly made his way over there, his eyes never leaving the window as he watched the man follow right behind you. He absentmindedly made his way past the door and started to walk around, with an expression as if he were lost, but he gained his cool again, and started to walk ever so slowly, down one aisle, and turning into the next, seeing you grabbing at a bag of something that looked like some kind of flavored chips from the rack, with the man standing a few feet from you, but pretended to be interested in something on the other rack.

You looked up to see him standing there. You couldn’t help, but blush slightly and didn’t quite know why. Embarrassment maybe? There was this strange man standing there in the middle of the aisle, just starring at you. Though, he was very handsome. His ashy locks of hair, fell over his amber colored eyes. He seemed to be young, yet there was something mature about him that stuck out to you, and it wasn’t his outfit, to which he was wearing dark slacks, with a tattered button up to match, and suede shoes to finish off the look.

All you could do was smile politely before going back to switching out your snack for a different one and making your way towards the front counter to pay and leave. You never did like that side of town, but there was no other place that was open that was selling goodies, for your late night cravings. You just wanted to get out there and back home before it got any darker.

The minute you smiled his way, he felt as though he had gotten the wind knocked out of him. He didn’t know how to react and just stood there in shock as he watched you walk away. As much as he wanted to say something, he was too hypnotized to do anything.

He snapped out of his daze, as the man that was there, looked at him in an odd way, then went about his night, as he went to the other side of the store.

He dropped his shoulders , but they went back up in surprise as the store clerk shouted out to him as he rang up your things.

“Hey buddy! Are you going to buy something? If not, get out! There’s no loitering here.”

Taehyung looked his way and sneered before walking towards the front and grabbing another package of lolipops along the way, and stood behind you. He felt his chest tighten as he took in your scent. He smelled sweetness from your hair, assuming it was your shampoo mixed in with the fruity combination of your perfume perhaps. His eyelids fluttered as he tried to keep his eyeballs from rolling back. He gained his composure again and pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek as he watched you give the cashier the money, and took the bag of your things, before breathing out a “thank you”. This made Taehyung look at you for a moment, longer, as he was caught off guard again.

He finally got to hear you speak, and it was just like he imagined. Soft and harmonious. He felt his hand move, as he wanted to grab your shoulder and keep you from going, but he stopped himself and let you go. He couldn’t do that out of no where. You would for sure freak out and a whole scene would be caused. He had to remember that he was on earth, and he couldn’t just do things that you pleased. There were rules here.

“Hey! Are you going to pay for that?” The cashier’s annoying voice sounded in his thoughts once again making him look over at him with an arched eyebrow.

“You know what? You’re really fucking-” He hissed, but stopped himself from going any further from fear of loosing his temper, as he tossed the bag onto the counter.

“Fucking what huh?” The cashier crossed his arms in a daunting way.

“Nothing..”He muttered as he took out his wallet. “How much?”

As the cashier grabbed for the bag, there was a sudden crash outside that made Taehyung stop and look towards the door.

“It’s probably those damn strays again, knocking things over.” The man muttered to himself as he rang it up. “That’ll be 3.25.”

Taehyung scanned the store and noticed that the man who was following you was no where in sight anymore. “W-where’s that guy?”

“Huh?”

“The guy- that fucking guy who came in after that girl. Where did he go?!” Taehyung became erratic and started to yell which made the man take a step back.

“Whoa. What the hell are you talking about? I don’t know!”

He ran out the door, leaving the candy and expecting the worse, and as soon as he turned the corner, he saw it. There you were thrashing about on the pavement near the side of the building as man who was following you, was hovering above you and hand a firm grip on your throat. He watch in horror as no sound came forth and your thrashing started to dim as your limbs grew weaker and weaker.

Something stirred inside of him, and he flared with anger, as he used all of his strength and grabbed the man off of you, flinging him into the wall. He was startled and fell down to his knees, trying to get a sense of what had just happened. As he was down, Taehyung went over to him and towered above him, as he starred at him with a blank expression. He knew what type of person this was. The type of person that got pleasure out of seeing others suffer. He could tell by the way he smiled up at him, and let out a laugh as if to say that he got what he wanted. To hurt you. But Taehyung would be having the last laugh as he got his foot, and slammed it against his chest.

“You get sick kicks out of hurting innocent people huh?” He growled as he kicked him in the chest again, knocking him back into the wall. He thought, the impact would scare him, but all he did was let out another laugh.

“You’re laughing now. But you haven’t seen true fear.” He sneered with a grin as his eyes changed their hue from the amber shade to a maroon in color. “You’re just an armature, thinking that the world is their playground.”

He kicked him another time, this time with much more force than the last.

“Well it’s mine!” He said as he shoved his foot against his body with all of his force, sending him flying back into the concrete wall, making him hit his head and knocking unconscious.

He spat on him then shook his head as he brought his foot to his head and applied pressure. “Scumbags like you shouldn’t be allowed to live.” Before he could crush his skull, you called out to him.

“Stop...Please.” You pleaded as you stood there, watching with worry.

He looked back at you and it was as if he couldn’t move. He was angry for this person, almost killing you, but he didn’t want you to be tainted by watching him kill someone, so he lowered his foot and turned over to you.

“I-” You opened your mouth to speak, but you choked up as you felt your eyes flutter, while your legs gave out from under you, but before you could end up on the ground again, Taehyung caught you in a swift motion and heaved you up in his arms. You were still light-headed from the lack of oxygen and felt too weak to even stand on your own.

He noticed and held you close, as he carried you towards the store entrance, opening the door and peeping his head in.

“Hey asshole.” He called out to the cashier. “Call the police. There’s a guy that’s outside, that just attacked her.” He said gesturing to you who was passed out in his arms.

“What?” The man looked up and walked around the counter, “Shouldn’t you take her to the hospital? “

But Taehyung had left the store, without another word. He kept his eyes on the road in front of him as he walked, glancing here and there at you to make sure you were still breathing, while he made his way towards your place.

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He finally came to the last step of your porch, and starred at the door. He didn’t want to break in, but he wasn’t sure of where your house key was, and didn’t want to startle you by feeling around you. He looked down at you. His eyes tracing your lips that were slightly parted as you soundly breathed. He finally got to see you up close and started to study every aspect there was to you. The hues of each strand of your hair, your eyelashes that protected those pretty eyes of yours, your warm skin.

He shook his head, knowing right now wasn’t the time to be fantasizing and taking you in. He grunted as held most of you in one arm, while he took his other hand and looked at his claw-like nails, choosing the longest one, before putting it through the key-hole. He toggled with it, until he heard that clicking noise, letting him know that it was now unlocked.

Your house was cold, and lonely. You lived alone and there wasn’t much too it besides a few pieces of furniture scattered about, here and there. For the first time in many years of existing, he finally felt sorry for someone. He couldn’t shake this feeling of dread. He too knew how it felt to be alone. He lived in a one bed room apartment, and this was no exception.

He made his way around, and down the hallway until he came to a room that seemed like it was your bedroom. He gently placed you on in the comfort of your bed and grabbed the blanket from nearby. As he started to unfold it, cover you with it, he stopped as he found himself starring at you again.

Your lips drew him in, as he started to lower himself, placing his face close to yours, and stopped just a few inches away. He could feel your soft breathing against his lips. His heart-beat quickened and he licked his lips, trying to keep himself composed.

Suddenly there was a noise from behind him which made him jolt and quickly pull away.

It was that sound of growling coming form a dark corner of the room. Suddenly, a medium sized dog emerged, barring it’s teeth towards him.

“Huh? Where did you come from?” He questioned and stood as if waiting for an answer, but of course got nothing back and decided to drape the blanket over your body. He gave you one more long look, before looking back over at the dog who came closer, but was obviously afraid.

He feared that the dog would start to bark, in which he did a few times, but he was afraid he would get louder, and wake you up in the process. He knew he needed to leave, and hoped that when you did wake up, you would think that it was all a dream. As much as he wanted you to remember him, he didn’t want you to like that. As someone violent.

A monster.

The dog let out another gurtled bark that made Taehyung stand straight up and take a few steps back. “Okay, okay I’m going, you mangy mutt.” He whispered in a harsh whisper as he made his way towards the door. “I really hate dogs.”

He gave you one last look, hoping you would be okay through the night. He sighed as he showed himself out, making sure to lock the door behind him.

You started to move around and slowly opened your eyes. You put a hand to your head feeling as though you had hit your head the day before.

“That was a really bad dream.” You shook your head as you sighed to yourself, pressing your palm to your head as you starred up at the celling. You then felt around the bed with your other hand, as if you were looking for something that was missing.

You heard the sound of your dog, ___, huff from the end of the bed as he stood on the hardwood floor.

“Oh ___, there you are boy. What are you doing down there. I thought you were sleeping up here.” You smiled with a small laugh as you could see him from the glow of the window caused by the streetlamps dim lighting.

But after a few minutes of watching him, stand there, motionless and tense your smile faded and you started to feel uneasy.

“Boy?”

He starred into the pitch black on the corner of your room from behind the door, before starting to loudly bark.

You felt your heart sink into your stomach as you sat up, knowing there was someone or something , there in the room with the two of you. As you adjusted your eyes to the darkness, you found yourself, starring back into those amber colored eyes, the ones from before.

I hope you liked it! (-:

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