Aera shifted on the bed uneasily, hearing it creak underneath her weight. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up on her elbows. She was surprised to see she wasn't in her penthouse. Thick darkness reigned over the room for the exception of a night lamp to her right.

She let her eyes scan her surroundings. The subtle feeling of not being alone in the room engulfed her. She squinted her eyes only to see someone sitting on the other side of the bed.

Her legs slid closer to her body, and she hugged them in an instinctive defensive mechanism. Her breathing quickened and she sank back into the pillows, trying to make herself seem smaller.

What am I doing? I'm not afraid of him. He'd never hurt me.

The silhouette twisted slightly, a pair of dark onyx abysses staring at her. She gave a dry swallow.

"Who are you?" Aera asked the shadow, her voice a hoarse whisper.

She was met with silence.

"Why are you here?" she decided to take on a different strategy. Everything was so still around her that even her breath seemed to die out as soon as it left her mouth.

The silhouette advanced on the bed, prowling slowly towards her. Her hands clasped on the blanket covering her half body.

"I want to make you feel good, angel."

This managed to trigger a gasp from her. Aera froze, recognizing the low, husky voice and the special pet name only one person called her by.

"Jimin?" she breathed out.

A comfortable haziness cloaked her mind as the blurry silhouette approached her. She released a shuddering breath, unwittingly spreading her legs.

"Is it really you?"

"Of course it's me, angel. I felt your need for me. I need you, too."

She was bemused. "How are you here?"

"Does it matter? The important thing is that I am. I have to feel you."

Hunger and want were laced in his voice, along with a tinge of urgency. Aera felt herself grow slightly aroused, but instead of wondering where it came from, she embraced the sensation.

"May I?" the voice asked gently.

"Yes... yes you may." She aspirated, unwittingly spreading her legs more as if her body operated under his command.

He crawled in between them, his champagne blond hair glistening under the dim light coming from the night lamp. Aera gasped. He was breathtaking. He had always been, but right now he looked other-worldly.

"Oh Jimin," she stifled a whimper, sighing at how perfect he was. "How I've missed you. I thought I'd never see you again."

"Shh, I'm here." he hushed her, placing a hand over her knee. It was then that she realized she was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear and a black lace top.

He looked at her expectantly. Aera gave a nod. He loomed closer, darkened orbs glazed with lust and desire. An excited shudder ran through her body.

"I'm here, baby... let me take care of you..."

Jimin's head dipped down towards her cleavage and he blew lightly against the skin. Aera bit her lip in anticipation as his hand slid upwards to her inner thigh. He started kissing down her chest, landing hot wet kisses in between her breasts. She threw her head back, letting out a chaste moan.

"Jimin..."

"Relax, baby, I'm here to make you feel good..."

Goosebumps lined her skin as her eyelids fluttered closed. His other hand started kneading at her breasts as his sinful lips traveled towards her neck.

"Look at me..." he mumbled against her sensitive skin, his breath caressing her tenderly.

Aera let herself slowly succumb to the wild desire stirring deep within. She groaned softly.

"Look at me, Aera."

His fingers hooked the edge of her panties and she hissed, weaving her fingers into his soft hair.

"Look at me..."

She finally glanced down, sultry gaze blanketed by intoxication. And she stopped breathing, gazing straight upon a pair of midnight black eyes. She was stunned to see the hair between her fingers was pitch black, not blonde. His tongue swept across his bottom lip and he sucked in on her lip ring, hunger and ferocity blazing in his eyes.

"Look at me, Aera." Taehyung husked, lips red and puffy and hair ruffled.

Aera gasped softly, yanking herself up from his fiery embrace. Her torrid thoughts swirled chaotically. Her cheeks were burning hot, and she shuffled back into the bed, flustered and bothered. Why was Taehyung touching her like this? How had she not recognized him? What was happening?

"What- what's going on?!" she croaked, tugging the sheets upwards to cover herself up.

"We were just about to make something beautiful happen," Taehyung purred, inching closer to hover over her, his deep v-neck revealing his firm and tattooed torso. "Isn't this what you really wanted?"

"No!" she rasped, red in the face. "I mean, I- we're not supposed to-"

"I really want you," he inched closer, nose brushing against hers. "I've wanted this from the first time I saw you. Don't you want me too? Haven't you..." his fingers brushed down her bare arm teasingly, chipping away at her sanity. "...thought about this?"

"I..." she exhaled, burning at his touch. "No, I..."

Taehyung cocked his head to the side, gaze burning with fiery passion.

"Say it."

Aera gasped when he leaned in, his lips clamping on her bare shoulders.

"I want you, Taehyung."

Darkness descended upon her like a black fog.

***

"NO!" Aera screamed, her eyes flying open. She sprung up, her whole body covered in cold sweat.

"What, what is happening?" someone shouted in the dark.

"Get off of me!" she screeched, trembling and panting, trying to catch her breath.

"Aera, what's going on?!"

"No, we can't!" her whole body squirmed forward as her heart beat so rapidly in her chest she thought it was going to break her rib cage. The images flew in her mind once again.

"Relax," Taehyung cooed as he separated her legs, his hands running down her waist. "I'll be gentle."

"NO!" Aera shrieked again.

"I know you've always wanted this. Surrender to me, Aera."

"Why are you screaming?" Taehyung grunted, finally having reached the flick for the night lamp. He turned it on and the light spilled throughout the room.

Aera gasped, seeing him sitting on the bed next to her. His eyes were puffy, but confusion was still pretty evident in them. A blanket was rolled and put in between their bodies as a barricade of some sort.

"Stay away!" she thundered, waving her finger at him. He jolted backwards, the mattress shifting with his abrupt movement.

"I wasn't touching you!" he sounded apologetic and completely stunned.

Aera groaned as the memories from her dreams wouldn't leave her alone, terrorizing her mind. She gripped on the sides of her head, desperately trying to escape the vivid imagery of Taehyung shamelessly caressing every inch of her body.

"Stop this!" she begged, squeezing her eyes shut and hissing.

"Stop what?" at this point Taehyung was obviously freaking out. "What is happening, Aera!"

"You're doing something to me!" she accused with despair.

"I'm not, I swear I'm not!" he put his hands in the air as if he was being held at gun point, trying to persuade her he was innocent. "I didn't touch you!"

"You were-" she stammered. "I was- I- I mean- we were- and then- but you-" her voice distorted in incoherent sounds as she tried to explain the situation to him. Taehyung offered her a puzzled look.

"There were this images in my head," she breathed out, face as white as chalk. "You and I, we were on the bed and then we- I mean, you touched me, and-"

Taehyung stiffened, his mouth popping open as he caught up onto her words. The two of them stared at each other in silent shock for some very long moments.

Then the door was yanked open.

Yoongi and Yukwon burst in, their battle cries booming through the walls.

"What is going on?!" Yoongi bellowed, taking on a fight stance as his cat-like eyes scanned the room meticulously. His head was a nest of fluffed up raven black hair, but he certainly did not look as if he had just woken up.

"What? What? What?" Yukwon shouted, naked from the waist up, waving a heavy mace up in the air, threatening to deliver powerful blows.

"Everything is fine." Taehyung assured them darkly, lips pursed into a thin line. They abandoned their threatening postures eventually.

"We heard screaming." Yoongi stated, eyeing the room suspiciously.

Taehyung deadpanned, his gaze shifting to Aera who was a sweaty, trembling mess on the bed.

"Aera had a nightmare." He informed formally, his face straighter than a poker player.

"Oh man holy shit," Yukwon exhaled, shoulders dropping with relief. "I legit thought someone was slaughtering you in here."

"I'm sorry," Aera apologized, feeling embarrassed for being so vocal and waking everyone up. "It was just a bad dream, that's all."

"Bad dream, hm?" Yoongi sulked, eyes darting back and forth from Aera to Taehyung. Wait, why was staring at them like that? Did he have any idea what had just happened?

"Maybe someone invaded your mind." Yukwon suggested, oblivious to the thick tension escalating in the room.

"Yeah, why don't you tell them what you told me before we went to bed, Yukwon?" Yoongi said nonchalantly, his dagger-yielding stare pinned at Taehyung now. Aera wondered what kind of thoughts were running through Yoongi's head right now.

"Oh yeah," Yukwon wore the face of a man who was remembering he had left the stove on at home. "I let out a very important detail about this place, guys. I forgot to tell you that Abaddon seems to have the effect of a magnifying glass on your powers and abilities."

"Meaning?" Taehyung frowned.

"It increases the intensity of your Power," Yoongi clarified coldly. "In other words, it makes it stronger."

"Yes, take me for example," Yukwon interjected. "When I was alive, I would turn into a werewolf every full moon, whether I didn't like it or not. This was... let's call it inconvenient to say the least. But now, here, I can turn whenever I want and stay in my wolf form for as long as I want to. I'm not a slave to my werewolf gene."

"I see." Aera nodded slowly. Taehyung did not say anything.

"Anyway, I don't see how that's relevant to Aera's nightmare now," Yukwon's face creased in confusion. "But thank you Yoongi for reminding me of this important piece of information."

"No biggie." Yoongi gritted, now straight out taking up on a hostile demeanor towards Taehyung.

"Let's get back to bed, there are still a couple of hours left before sunrise." Yukwon shuffled to the door and glanced over his shoulder expectantly, waiting for Yoongi to follow him.

As for Yoongi, he just kept on glaring at Taehyung. If looks could kill, Aera could bet Yoongi's stare was tearing the tattooed man apart limb by limb right now.

"I'll be fine." She said finally, her eyes urging him to leave.

Yoongi scoffed, whirling around and slamming the door behind himself.

Taehyung twisted to face Aera, his face utterly expressionless.

"Are we going to discuss your "nightmare" or not?" he finger-quoted.

"Taehyung..." she mumbled apprehensively. "I think your Powers are getting stronger. They're out of control."

author's note:

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