summary:you need an escape. yoongi is there for you in your time of need.
pairing:Min Yoongi x Reader (no specified gender or pronouns used)
genre: smut, angst
au:post-apocalyptic western
rating:18+ this is sort of pwp
word count:3.1k
warnings: post-environmental apocalypse, hints at abusive father and fiance, rough yoongi, quiet yoongi, death threat, blow job, dom!yoongi, yoongi has BDE, mocking, degradation, nipple biting, possessiveness, throat fucking, fucking, yoongi keeps the jewelry on, unprotected sex (be careful!), creampie
author’s note: so as you all know the teaser for ‘that that’ destroyed me and left me in bits and pieces and i came up with this little teaser that got some attention and i couldn’t get the idea out of my head. then i started thinking about the novella Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey and i knew that i wanted to have that kind of western but modern vibe. (seriously read that novella, it’s suuuuuper queer and fantastic!!) a special thank you goes to the absolutely wonderful @miscelunaaa@minttangerinesand@vyduan for looking this over and giving me suggestions/yelling at me and i’m just so very thankful for all of them!! i appreciate you all so much. the incredible @wwilloww made this banner and i am so thankful for them.
You don’t know how long you’ve been riding. The adrenaline from being taken from your house has subsided and thus the ache in your back has slipped further than just the muscle and seems to be in your bones. Every step the horse makes is painful and you want to tell him that you have had enough but you’re not sure how he will react, whether it will be kind or angry.
You’re not willing to find out. So, you persevere and hold his waist tighter. All you can do is hope that the ride will be over soon and you’ll be wherever he is taking you.
You close your eyes. Images of a world and a future that you are not sure you will be able to ever live in floats through your mind. Happiness instead of what has come before. You’ve never been sure if happiness could be attainable for you and yet you’ve still hoped for it.
Whenever you’ve thought of hope, his words always fill your head, telling you that hope is stupid and is more deadly than any cancer. You’re not sure if this is correct or not; but you’ve not lived the life that he has lived. You’ve not been able to experience the world the way he has and you trust that his experience speaks more truth than anything you’ve been through.
