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nightowlfandom · 5 years ago

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Rogue! Werewolf! Min Yoongi- A Million Moons.

I’ma say this, I tried to make a banner for this...it ain’t work out so well lol. So I’ma just do banners when it’s really big and important, just pretend there’s a Yoongi with yellow eyes and fangs

right here! In this area. This is gonna be my lil fancy banner placeholder. I’m mostl ikely never going to make one...

It has been...a week or maybe two, possibly three I don’t know. Girl, quarantine had me thinking it was June already, don’t judge me. Don’t ask me where I’ve been I have no clue myself.

ALSO BE SURE TO CHECK OUT MY MASTERLIST!

Update: GOT A NAME FOR THIS SHIT, HA!

Leggo!

Disclaimer- VIOLENCE... Also slight religious references but not heavy.

Also I took inspiration from Easton and Emmary Audio. They are on soundcloud and youtube and amazing af...like legit yas.

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You could only scream as you were thrown down the stairs by the a few men. You tumbled down the steps yelping in pain as you hit the floor. You quickly scrambled to your feet, trying to stumble up the stairs. To your dismay, the door was locked from the outside, which meant you were trapped. Screwed for lack of a better term.

“LET ME OUT!” you yelled, banging on the door. “PLEASE!” you could feel your heart rate pick up quickly. Anxiety filled your body as you were welcomed by silence. “Please...” You attempted to yank at the door knob but it never budged. All you could remember was being grabbed by someone and dragged off. In a mix of emotions you could only guess what was going on. You were chosen as a sacrifice. To the beast...

Every month, a random person would go missing. You had only assumed it to be a myth made up by the older townspeople to get women to be safe at night, or not walk home alone, you were very wrong. The more people went missing, the more you became a believer.

It was a rule, never be seen, never be caught alone, never be caught at night, and especially not on a full moon like tonight. The Cursed Moon as your elders called it. There was a huge rumor about a beast that dwelled in a prison. It was captured by the town’s pastor. Pastor Bower believed that if he kept the monster prisoner and fed it, then that would atone for all the sins of the other beasts. No one said anything, mostly because they didn’t want to be next. You were never one for myths or the supernatural, but you were interested nonetheless. Only now, being the next sacrifice to tame whatever beast resided within these these walls left you wishing you were more ignorant.

A low growl erupted from the shadows where the light refused to hit. It seemed to be echoing from all around the tiny room. The windows were completely boarded up.

“I smell human.” a low gurgling voice made you slap a hand over your mouth. You desperately prayed from someone to get you out of this situation. Suddenly, you heard the rattling of chains.

A man emerged from the heavily shadowed corner. You could see the chain dragging behind him with every step he took. They were long, probably long enough to allow his to walk across the room, but not long enough to make it to the stairs all the way. His shirt was tattered, just barely hanging off his shoulders. His hair was a mess, sticking out in random directions. His hair was jet black, which contrasted against his pale porcelain skin. His raised his head to stare at you. All you could detect was a pair of neon red eyes.

“Hm...” he chuckled lowly. “Are you gonna make this easy for me or are you gonna be a fool and try and run.”

“You stay away from me.” you warned. “I’m warning you!” you voice cracked dramatically. You sounded far from intimidating.

“Hm, I see they bought me a talkative one...I can tell you’re gonna be difficult to handle. Word of advice: bravery is for the foolish. Nothing good has come from trying to be.”

You could hear rustling outside the door and it became obvious that this was a horrific reality and not a nightmare. Not realizing how narrow the steps were, you missed your footing and began tumbling down the stairs again. you crashed on the floor, more pain rushing to your sides than before. You had no desire to try and get up. Your next few minutes were numbered it seemed like.

“Are you stupid?” the man laughed. “It’s almost sad what I’m about to do.” You could only cover your face with your hands, turning on your side. You didn’t want to die, you especially didn’t want to die as a monthly ritual. You silently prayed for something, anything, to get you out of this mess. Dear lord, please let something help you.

Wait

You heard a low whisper like voice which caught you by surprise. You didn’t breathe, you had to make sure you weren’t just hearing things.

“What?” an annoyed voice replied.

This one...she’s different.

You remained quiet as the man had a conversation with...himself?

“You...look at me.” he barked at you.

Deciding you didn’t want this to end painfully, you moved your hands from your face, confusion very evident in your eyes. The stranger crouched down in front of you, narrowing his eyes at you. He moved his hair out of his face to get a better look at you. As soon as you met his eyes, your expression went blank. You were sure he could see your glossed over eyes from the tears threatening to fall. His expression went from angered to...content? His lips slightly parted as if he hit a temendous realization.

“Oh....” he whispered to himself. “It’s you.” He suddenly began playing with his hands, like he didn’t know whether to reach out or keep them to himself.

You were shaking and scared. You hadn’t realized you had begun to cry from fright. “W-what? Me?”

Before you could register anything, the man grumbled with laughter. He raised his hand and before you could flinch, caught your tears on his thumb. His skin was hot, hotter that normal.

“Hm, well I didn’t expect this to happen.” the man chuckled under his breath. “Come on now, don’t cry.”

“What?” now you were very confused. “Wait-”

“I’m not going to kill you.”

“You’re not?” you were taken aback. “I mean that’s great and all, but-” what caused him to change his mind so quickly?

“You’re thinking why? Why did I change my mind so suddenly?” he cut you off with a glint of a smile. “A wolf never harms his mate.”

Wait...mate? Did he say mate? Like as is lovers? Soulmates. You were just trying to make sure. Like did you really just hear him say the word...mate? (Oh my god you dumb ass yes he said mate! Does he need to spell it out?)

“Mate?” you repeated your thoughts out loud. “But I’m not-”

“Ah, Ah ,Ah...but you are, Babygirl. The second we laid eyes on eachother. We knew...we just knew.” he wiped more tears from your face. It would have been more assuring if you weren’t in the current situation you were in.

“We?” you had a bad habit or repeating yourself today.

“The wolf, I call him Suga.” he explained. “I’ll have to go into depth later on, but for now. What’s your name?”

Do tell us won’t you?

“My name is...Y/N.” you replied. “That voice. Who is-”

“That would be Suga.” he replied with a laugh. “Don’t mind him, he’s just a pain in the ass.You’ll learn to block him out like I do. Ignore him, he doesn’t provide any substance to any conversation.”

Hey, she’s my mate too.

“And she’ll get to know you when it’s your turn.” he snapped to his wolf. You were left in a heap on confusion. “Would you like to stand or are you more comfortable on the floor?” his gaze on you softened. He held his hand out for you to take. You then grabbed his hand and heaved yourself up. He followed up in pursuit, standing up as well.

You awkwardly shifted on the balls of your feet. You didn’t know what to say.

Cat got your tongue?

“Um..no.” you dumbly replied. “I’m j-just...You know if this hadn’t happened I would have been literally dog food right?”

“ I’m not sure if that was a pun or not, but I understand.” Yoongi smiled sideways. “One minute you were bought here as a sacrifice and the next-” he cut himself off. “I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect this myself. It’s the last thing I expected, being stuck down here for so long.”

“Right.” you mumbled.

“You see, it doesn’t matter anymore.” he smirked. “Because you’re mine, and I’m yours.” he chuckled. “Forever” He stared down at you. “You feel it too, I can tell.”

“Why did they trap you down here?” you asked, in desperation to change the subject. “If I can ask.”

“Hm, well people don’t take to kindly to my type anymore. Maybe in the 1800s where they thought we could grant wishes, but not so much anymore.” he shrugged. “I could ask you the same question, Babydoll. Not that I’m not thrilled to have you in my presence.”

“...I was walking home after I had walked my friend back to her house. Next thing I know I was grabbed from behind and then-”

So you were unlucky.

“Seems like it.” Yoongi answered for his wolf. “Fate has strange ways of working doesn’t it?

“Yeah.” you replied.

“...Hm, well I don’t see a reason I should have to dwell here any longer.” Yoongi hummed. “You must be aching to leave as well. I don’t suppose you know how to pick a lock?”

“You let yourself stay here?”

“Not like I have a pack to follow.” he shrugged.

“Well, I don’t know. I’ve never tried.” you answered. “You can’t just break the chains?”

“They’re indestructible, Princess.” he shrugged. “We’ve tried everything.”

By now, the idiots that trapped me down here will have come to collect the dead body that should be lying before me. I wonder how they’re going to react when they realize.

Before you could react, the door swung open.

Hide, Princess. Under the stairs.

You instantly ducked behind the steps, as he instructed. You definitely didn’t need to be told twice. You listened as the back and forth between Yoongi and whoever had just entered occured.

“Come to visit me, Mr. Bower?”

“Quiet, demon! You’ve gotten your sacrifice-...W-where’s the body?”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” he replied.

“The body! There should be-” the old man stared around the room. He apparently couldn’t see you, but you could see him. You noticed there was something shiny hanging off his belt. A key? You narrowed your eyes to try to make you the mystery object.

What’s wrong, Princess?

Yoongi looked over this Mr. Bower’s shoulder to glance at you just as he heard his wolf speak. You could only mouth “key” under your breath. You pointed to where you wanted him to look. The key stuck out like a sore thumb. If you had moved to abruptly, you probably would have been seen. The good thing about him, was that he could see in even the darkest of places so he understood perfectly.

“Feel free to look around. I forget sometimes.” Yoongi took a few steps back.

Mr. Bower began to walk into a random corner of the room, his back turned towards the both of you. Suddenly, The roots of Yoongi’s hair began turning whitish-blue. A iridescent silver color. It traveled down the the very tips of his hair. You stood in amazement, wondering what he was doing. His hair morphed from black to a shiny silver.

What was happening?

I’d turn away if I were you.

He didn’t need to ask again. You practically slapped yourself in the face trying to cover your eyes.

“No, NO!”

There was an echo of screaming and crying. You could just picture it. All these sounds whizzed around in your head. It was vulgar and scary. Not to mention the most disgusting thing you’ve ever heard in your life. You could hear the man you had just met unleashing his fury on Bower.

Suddenly it was silent. Enough to where you could hear a pin drop. You felt a gentle hand on your shoulder.

It’s over sweetheart.

You moved your hands from your face, now covering your cheeks. Call it childish, but it treated like a shield to you. You didn’t dare look over Yoongi’s shoulder. You could see the pool of blood.

“D-did you get the key?” you stammered.

“Right here?” he held the key in a his hands. “Would you like to to the honors?”

“S-sure.” you weren’t sure how you mustered the wits to grabbed the blood stained key from him, but you did. You unshackled his hands first, then his ankles.

“Thanks.” Yoongi sighed.

“No p-problem.” you replied breathlessly. “Um...So what now?” You dropped the key and let your arms rest at your sides.

“Well...we should probably leave. I’m a rogue, I just killed the town’s most loved man. It might be a good idea for us to skip town all together.”

“Us?” you repeated.

“Yeah, Us. You’re the only witness and namely the first and only human to ever survive a full moon with a werewolf. A rogue, packless one at that.”

Plus, why would we ever leave without our mate.

You blinked a few times, still mulling everything over in your head. Leave town? With a man you just met? Who tried to kill you not even ten minutes ago?

“It’s scary I know, but we’re in danger here. That man has followers, followers who would kill you first and ask questions later. if they found out you survived, they would think you had someone to do with that scumbag’s death.”

“I d-don’t know.” you shook your head. “I-”

“I want to protect you but you have to let me.” he held out his hands. His hair was slowly started to fade back into that pitch black color. “Y/N, please.” he almost whimpered. He almost sounded like a dog. Ha...dog humor.

To be honest, nothing was keeping you their. The town that was supposed to make you feel safe had turned on you, other women too. How long would it be before another defenseless creature was caught, forced to go insane behind the walls of a smelly basement.

“Okay.” you agreed.

“I don’t think you know how relieved I am.” he sighed with relief. “Come on, we have to go before someone else comes.” he ushered you over to one of the windows. “Better make this fast.” he mumbled before hauling his fist at the surprisingly fragile boards. The window collapsed, wood and glass seeming exploding. “Shit! That might have been too loud.”

“Really?” you mused sarcastically. “You just punched out a boarded window!”

While you’re very cute princess, that isn’t exactly helping out.

“I fell down the stairs twice. I’ve earned the right to- AAGH!”

Yoongi had somehow grabbed your wrist and pulled your to his chest. It took a split second to notice your feet weren’t on the ground anymore.

“Hang on, babe!”

“Wait, what are you-OH MY GOSH WE’RE GONNA DIE!” Yoongi hand climbed up the wall and jumped out the window. The cold air hit your skin. Yoongi practically glided through the air.

Are you always like this?

“Only when met by situations like this.” you mumbled in reply. Yoongi landed on his feet and set you down. “Woah, it’s been months since I’ve been free.”

“How does it feel?”

“....It feels beautiful.” he sighed with content. “I feel alive again...plus I have you so it’s better.” his face turned serious. “Sweetheart, I meant what I said. We’re in danger if we stay here any longer than needed. I know you might not want to leave...but for your sake and mine. I can’t stay here, to many townspeople know my face, and by now they know that you were supposed to be my sacrifice.”

“Oh...That’s bad, isn’t it.” your insides twisted.

“Very. So I need to say this now before we get too far. Don’t do anything I don’t tell you. Listen when I say something. If I’m about to die you need to run, I’ll be fine you don’t worry about me. and most importantly...”

Your life comes before mine...That means I protect you until the day I stop breathing.

“Do you understand?” his eyes bore into yours. This whole mates thing was heavy, but serious.

“Yes.”

“Good. Now come on. We shouldn’t hang around here any longer.”

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