Song Recommendation# "Heathens" by Twenty One Pilots

A soft, pained groan escaped Taehyung's lips, parting them ever so slightly. He rolled his neck with another groan slipping past his lips as if seeking escape from an invisible weight that burdened him.

His breaths came shallow, tinged with an unfamiliar taste—humid and strangely salty, unlike the familiar air of his surroundings. A sharp bolt of pain shot through his skull as if an invisible force sought to cleave his mind in two. A grimace of discomfort etched itself upon his face, contorting his features as he struggled to endure the onslaught.

Taehyung raised his hand toward his head, seeking to ease the throbbing ache. Yet, to his shock, his arm met an unseen barrier, as if shackled in place. He let out a frustrated grunt forcing his eyes open, pulling at his arm once more, only to feel restrained against what held it captive.

However, what he encountered was nothingness—an abyss of sight, as if he had been forced to be blind, subjected to the suffocating embrace of a blindfold. The realization struck him with a disorienting force, leaving him momentarily stunned.

How had he come to be in this state?

Questions swirled within his mind, threatening to overwhelm him as he coped with the riddle that had enveloped him. Bound and blind, Taehyung's senses heightened, jolting on the subtlest shifts in sound and touch, seeking any clue that could offer solace amidst the disconcerting darkness. His mind racing to understand the situation that had led him to this moment. With every breath, every heartbeat, he clung to the hope of untying the secrets that shrouded him, for within that veil of darkness lay the key to his freedom.

His senses now came back to life slowly leaving him to focus on his surroundings blinded to his sight. Sea salt, the air carried it along every waft, he could taste it on his tongue.

Water splashing or running? No, It was more like its hitting fiercely against the rocky bay as if in a waterfall or a shore.

Where the heck am I?

He squirmed around to feel being tied to a chair... A metal one. His arms strained against their bonds, muscles flexing and straining against the merciless grip, while his legs, held captive in their own entanglement, yearned to break free from the confining shackles that confined his movements.

It was then that he remembered. I was abducted.

Taehyung found himself entangled, panic surged through his veins, intensifying his desperate struggles. A yelp escaped his trembling lips, betraying his mounting distress to the watchful eyes that surrounded him, unbeknownst to him.

His breath came in shuddering gasps, each inhale erratic and uneven from fear that constricted his chest.

What is happening? Am I going to be murdered? Is it- one of those guys who threatened me? Oh no, I am going to die.

"Easy boy, it's no use to struggle, don't waste your energy" Yoongi voiced with a stern gaze and cold tone.

Taehyung's movements abruptly halted, and a realization washed over him like a chilling breeze – he was not alone in the room. A sense of unease crept into his consciousness, jolting him from his solitary state. The air hung heavy with stillness, broken only by the frantic thumping of his heart.

A shiver ran down his spine as if a spectral presence had whispered a cold breath against his neck. Time stood still as if caught in a mysterious pause, while Taehyung took in the unknown presence surrounding him. Their purpose of bringing him here remained veiled behind watchful eyes, and the room, once devoid of any soul, now held secrets waiting to be uncovered. It was a moment caught between anticipation and fear, leaving Taehyung teetering on the cliff of the unknown.

I'm not alone?

But what type of room is this? Smells like damp fungus and salt. Smells like a sea.

Where am I and who else is here with me?

"Whose there?" His lips formed a mere duo of words leaving a rippling effect through the pair of hazel orbs, causing them to stir and awaken. Venom looked up, with her gaze directed upward staring at the restrained figure. Two words attracted the attention of the dark angel forth. Two words were what brought Venom to peek her head out of her own struggle. The struggle the fight she was having with her own self since the minute she left to execute today's plan.

"Wh-whose there?"

What is this feeling?

Why am I feeling so uncomfortable?

Her eyes turned towards Taehyung, observing his restrained and vulnerable form with a keen gaze. The quiver of his lips betrayed the mounting fear engulfing him. In her twisted realm, such fear would have fueled the adrenaline coursing through Venom's veins, igniting a sadistic pleasure. The sight of her prey trembling, the symphony of their screams, and the grotesque sight of blood and bile suffocating their last gasps—these were the twisted delights she relished.

Yet, in this unfamiliar setting, something was amiss. The usual sensations eluded her. This unique glitch puzzled her deeply. This... this had never happened before. She felt uncomfortable. Did she?

"Are you going to hurt me? L-look I never told anyone I swear I didn't... I didn't go to the police station or uttered a word about this, I assure you, please let me go, d-don't hurt me, I-I kept my word"

Her gaze slid down to Taehyung's lips again as they trembled while pleading for his safety.

Why is this stupid piece of meat fluttering so much? She thought about how fragile flutters to the walls of her heart left her uneasy in her place. Each time her eyes fell upon the boy, a torrent of memories flooded her mind, overwhelming her senses with a vivid recollection of the moments they had once shared. She could feel a tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach. Her heart kept fluttering. His quivering lips didn't get her excited to kill him they got her to remember... a lot.

Flashback start~

At the bus stop

The chilly breeze that cut through the rainy atmosphere seemed to unleash a barrage of icy daggers, causing her delicate form to shudder involuntarily. She remained silent, seeking solace in the friction of her palms rubbing against her shoulders, a feeble attempt to ward off the biting cold. Unexpectedly, a pair of arms enveloped her vulnerable being, confining her within an embrace. Venom, taken aback, instinctively tried to break free, but the grip tightened, leaving her trapped and unable to escape.

"Stay I'm just trying to help" A gentle warmth brushed against her lifeless, pale skin as Taehyung's breath grazed her neck. Venom turned her head, and their faces met, his warm breath intertwining with her cold exhale. At that moment, she felt herself irresistibly drawn into the depths of his inviting gaze.

Is this what being warm feels like? It's so.... Different. She could never describe it.

At the school

Amidst the flurry of falling snowflakes, she stood outside the school, while others sought refuge from the biting cold indoors. Her gaze lifted towards the descending snow, her thoughts drifting to a ghastly fantasy. What if, instead of these white flakes, it rained crimson blood from the heavens above? Would it still be so calm? The very idea sent a chilling thrill through her veins. At that moment, she made a firm decision, vowing that when doomsday arrived and she finally seized her culprit, she would make the skies cry red for them.

"Why are you standing here? Geez, It's freezing"

A familiar quiver in the air caught her attention, prompting Venom to turn around. She stood before Taehyung, his form trembling with the cold, his nose and lips tinged with a rosy hue. He rubbed his arms, desperately seeking warmth in the frigid air. Unbeknownst to her, Venom found herself instinctively drawn to gaze upon him, her eyes fixed on his shivering figure.

He looks.... Like Jihyun? Innocent? Pure? No Venom, it's all a mere disguise. Don't fall into his trap.

"Jiahn?"

"Hm? Nothing, Why are you here, you seem pretty cold"

"C-cold!? I'm bloody freezing, I came looking for you, Oh my God you have snow all over your head, you'll get sick like this, come on let's go inside, geez you are so careless" He reached a hand forth to brush the snow off of her head. Taehyung pulled off the red scarf from around his neck and wrapped it around hers unknown to the girl's struggle against the tornado of mixed emotions inside her. In a sudden motion, he took hold of her, urging her forward as he opened his jacket wide, inviting her into its warm refuge. Drawing her back inside with him, he enveloped her in his embrace, his arms encircling her from behind. With this back hug, he guided her towards the shelter of the building, their steps synchronized as they made their way indoors.

"What are you doing? I'm okay I don't feel cold"

"Hush"

The warmth emitting from his chest and grazing her back made Venom once again debate with herself.

What's this feeling? I want to escape it but I want to stay in it too. No, I don't. What's wrong with you Venom? This is not like you, he is just trying to dig past the ice can't you see? Don't let him succeed before you do.

Annoyed she broke the hug striding ahead towards the classroom, leaving behind a contented Taehyung, his smile reflecting the assumption that she left stemmed from shyness.

In the Parking Lot

"Excuse me, What the fuck are you talking about, let go of me this instance Kim Taehyung"

"No"

"Taehyung, I said let me go"

"NO"

"Let me the fuck go- mmm~" Before she could continue to protest, Taehyung crashed his lips into hers and kissed her aggressively.

The feeling of his lips over hers, his tongue grazing hers, his hands caging hers, his body pressed to hers. Everything caused this tingling, this fluttering in her heart.

Flashback end~

This feeling is disgusting! I don't want it. I want it gone forever. It's for the weak and I'm not weak. I'm Venom. I have no heart.

I'm Heartless. I'm cold. That's my definition. Yes, that's me cold and Heartless.

Rising from her seat, Venom made her way through the narrow gaps between the rows of chairs, her steps directed unwaveringly towards a small table. As she moved forward, her heart fluttered relentlessly, an unfamiliar sensation that stirred discomfort deep within her being. This novel emotion, entirely foreign to her, churned her stomach, causing a profound sense of unease.

This feeling. This is weakening. I hate weak things.

Amidst the unwavering attention of everyone in the room, Venom engaged in an internal debate, the turmoil obvious in her demeanor. Despite the gaze of others fixed upon her, she couldn't suppress a sigh that revealed her unmistakable distress.

I am not weak.

Bearing the weight of mounting anger and frustration, she clenched her teeth tightly. In an impulsive surge of emotion, she seized a blade and hurled it towards Taehyung out of fury, its sharpness found its mark, slashing past the layers of concealed flesh of his shoulder with a resounding thud.

A piercing, agonized scream shattered the calmness of the closed space, resonating through the air as Taehyung's pain echoed. He whimpered and writhed in anguish, his cries of torment filling the atmosphere. As the sounds of his suffering enveloped her, Venom's eyes darkened, a deep twisted emotion evolving within her. An overwhelming force surged forth, overpowering the previously tingling and fluttering sensation, replacing it with a potent and intense surge of something altogether different, Like poison.

Seeing her own blade piercing into her prey and not just any prey. This was a special one. It made a new, more intense energy fill her veins, this adrenaline was dark. It was so immense. Jungkook and Yoongi swore they never saw this shade of darkness in her eyes. It was not just dark it was something more than that.

A wide smirk adorned her lips, her eyes tracing the path of Taehyung's blood as it cascaded down from the wound where the blade had pierced his flesh.

The bond between the predator and the prey.

The bond between the torturer and the victim.

The bond between Venom and Taehyung.

It was something so deep so intense.

Silent tears streamed down his cheeks, akin to glistening dewdrops, trickling beneath the blindfold that hid his vision. Spectating this, the former tilted her head to the side, a wicked grin stretching across her face. She retrieved another blade, embarking on a deliberate stride toward the vulnerable figure standing before her.

Moving forth with slow and sly steps, Venom's presence grew to like the eerie calm preceding a tempest. The clank of her heeled boots reverberated through the air, drawing Taehyung's attention amidst his pained hisses and whimpers, each breath quivering with fear. As his anguished sounds mingled with the atmosphere, a disturbing symphony to Venom's ears, her imagination conjured more than a mere blade's piercing. She pressed the dagger against the unyielding stone wall, its sharp edge scraping along the surface, generating sparks that danced in the air. The screeching sound pierced the room, compelling Taehyung to turn his head towards the source, the blindfold leaving him unable to discern the truth.

"Please don't hurt me... P-please" Taehyung pleaded with evident panic surging past his existence.

Oh, how much she really wanted to hurt him now.

Graze his body with her marks.

Make it drip every single drop of blood for herself.

Make him scream just for her.

Make him beg for mercy.

Make him hers.

Claim him that he is her prey and hers only.

Venom swiftly turned behind him, sliding her fingers through his sweaty locks she yanked his hairs back causing his chin to turn up. Taehyung hissed loudly.

Venom placed the dagger on his throat watching the boy suppress a gulp leaving the blood to elude against the sharpness of the blade.

"P-please don't-" Taehyung's words ceased abruptly, his voice fading into silence as he remained still. Strangely, a comforting warmth enveloped him, infusing the air around him. Despite enduring the torment imposed upon him, an unexpected sensation of warmth washed over his being, creating a mysterious sense of solace amidst the torture.

What was it?

Why does it feel so familiar? This scent-

The air held a familiar sweet scent. A very familiar scent Taehyung had grown addicted to.

"Jiahn?" His quivering lips remained slightly parted, frozen in their tremor. Though Taehyung himself remained unchanged, there was a noticeable shift in someone else.

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