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✖ S U G A — MIN YOONGI. Prepare for the unknown.

_{Even as letting that sly smirk develop, he bites down his lip, only tugging at one corner of his mouth. His eyes are gazing right at you, and first you notice nothing out of the ordinary. He’s looking at you, eyeing you up and down as if seeing you as something very appealing to him. “Damn.” Might so be a liar, even more so as the grin grows wider, making an aloof come hither motion with a finger. Appealing as a victim; you’re his prey in every sense. Blood and charm go together according to him, and most of the time— it works. Min Yoongi isn’t here to play around in general, though he loves to play with his food.}

_{“Come here, beautiful. Let me have a taste.”}

_{Games, all of these games. Saying anything to get you close enough. One step, two steps. You’re almost there; why are you going closer to something so dangerous? Fool. And so, you’re trapped. A grip around your neck is all he needs to hold you with such ease that he doesn’t even have to tense any muscles more than when your average person lifts a book off a table. Such strength can’t be human. His eyes are glowing, something’s wrong. This is not what you thought he meant as telling you what a tasty sight you were. Of course you want him to let go, spare your life. He just smiles wider, until breaking it into a mocking laugh.}

_{“Do I look like I fucking care? Well sadly I don’t, baby. Say farewell.”}

Literate ≋ 18+ warning ≋ AU/OC ≋ Reblog/like/follow ≋ RP only