Taehyung's eyes blazed with an unnatural intensity as he summoned his fellow BTS members. "Find her," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "Find Y/N and bring her back to me."

Namjoon's eyes narrowed, his expression concerned. "Taehyung, we need to talk about this. Your obsession is getting out of control."

But Taehyung wouldn't listen. "Just find her," he snarled, his gaze flashing with anger.

Jin and Suga exchanged worried glances, but they knew better than to disobey. They nodded and dispersed, using their vast network of connections to search for Y/N.

J-Hope and Jimin worked their magic on the internet, hacking into surveillance cameras and tracking Y/N's digital footprints.

But despite their best efforts, Y/N seemed to have vanished into thin air. Taehyung's frustration grew, his anger simmering just below the surface.

And then, Jungkook spoke up, his voice calm and measured. "Hyung, maybe it's time to let her go. Maybe she doesn't want to be found."

Taehyung's gaze snapped to Jungkook, his eyes blazing with fury. "You don't understand," he snarled. "I need her. I can't live without her."

The room fell silent, the tension palpable. Taehyung's obsession had reached a boiling point, and his members didn't know how to intervene...

Taehyung's words hung in the air, a challenge to his fellow members. Jungkook stood his ground, his expression unyielding. "We can't keep enabling your obsession, Taehyung. It's destroying you."

Taehyung's face twisted in rage. "You don't understand," he repeated, his voice rising. "She's mine. I need her."

Namjoon stepped forward, his voice calm and authoritative. "Taehyung, listen to us. We're your friends, your brothers. We want to help you."

But Taehyung was beyond reason. He turned and stormed out of the room, leaving his fellow members in a worried silence.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed as he watched Taehyung storm out of the room. He knew his friend was trapped in a cycle of obsession, and he couldn't bear the thought of Y/N being pulled back into it.

"Hyungs, I don't think we should find Y/N just to bring her back to Taehyung," Jungkook said, his voice low and serious.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? We have to help Taehyung."

But Jungkook shook his head. "No, we have to think about Y/N's happiness. She deserves better than to be trapped with someone who's suffocating her."

Jin and Suga exchanged surprised glances, but J-Hope and Jimin nodded in agreement. "Jungkook's right," J-Hope said. "We can't just focus on Taehyung's needs. We have to think about Y/N's well-being."

Namjoon hesitated, then nodded. "Okay, let's find Y/N, but we'll do it for her sake, not Taehyung's. We'll make sure she's safe and happy, no matter what."

Jungkook's eyes flashed with determination. "I'll find her," he said. "And I'll make sure she stays free from Taehyung's grasp."

But little did they know, Taehyung had a plan of his own, one that would stop at nothing to get Y/N back...

𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨 -

Taehyung stormed out of the room, his heart racing with fury and desperation. He couldn't bear the thought of living without Y/N, couldn't imagine a world without her touch, her smile, her strawberry scent.

He paced through the darkening halls, his footsteps echoing off the walls. He felt like he was suffocating, like he was drowning in his own obsession.

He stumbled into his room, slamming the door behind him. He collapsed onto the bed, burying his face in the pillows. He could smell Y/N's scent lingering on the fabric, and it only made him more desperate.

He screamed into the pillows, his voice muffled but his anguish clear. He couldn't lose her. He couldn't live without her.

As he lay there, his mind racing with madness, he knew he would do anything to get her back. Anything.

And that's when he saw it. A photo of Y/N on his nightstand. He picked it up, his fingers tracing her face. He would find her. He would bring her back.

No matter what it took.

Taehyung's eyes devoured the photo, his mind consumed by Y/N's smile, her eyes, her lips. He could almost smell her strawberry scent, almost feel her touch.

He spent hours staring at the photo, his obsession growing with each passing minute. He couldn't think straight, couldn't focus on anything except getting her back.

He started to notice tiny details in the photo - the way her hair fell in loose waves, the way her eyes sparkled in the light, the way her lips curved upwards in a gentle smile.

He became fixated on these details, his mind replaying them over and over like a broken record. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he was losing his grip on reality.

And yet, he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop thinking about Y/N, couldn't stop obsessing over every tiny detail of her existence.

He started to dream up scenarios where they were together again, where she was smiling at him, touching him, loving him.

But when he woke up, the reality hit him like a ton of bricks. She was gone. And he was left with nothing but his own madness.

Taehyung's obsession with Y/N only grew stronger, but deep down, he knew the truth. She didn't love him. She never had.

He remembered the way she would flinch when he touched her, the way she would avoid his gaze. He remembered the way she would smile at Jungkook, the way she would laugh at his jokes.

But Taehyung couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that she didn't love him, that she didn't want him. He convinced himself that she was just playing hard to get, that she was just hiding her true feelings.

And so, he continued to obsess over her, continued to dream up scenarios where they were together. But the truth lingered in the back of his mind, a constant reminder that he was living a lie.

Meanwhile, Y/N was living her best life in Paris, free from Taehyung's suffocating grasp. She was smiling, laughing, loving. But Taehyung couldn't see that. All he could see was his own obsession, his own madness.

Taehyung's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, his expression twisted in a dark snarl. "You think you can escape me, Princess?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You think you can hide from me?"

He slammed his fists onto the table, making the room shake. "I'll find you, wherever you are. You're mine, fucking mine. No one else's."

His face contorted in a mixture of rage and obsession, his eyes burning with an unnatural intensity. "You're my possession, my treasure. And I'll stop at nothing to claim you."

The air seemed to vibrate with his darkness, his words hanging like a threat. He was a man consumed, a man destroyed by his own fixation.

And in that moment, it was clear that Taehyung's love had curdled into something sinister, something that would destroy everything in its path.

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