MR HEART SLAYER [JJK FF] ✓

. MR HEART SLAYER 49 .

49|  " I and my heart don't think about these things anymore. We have moved on."

Talia swallowed the uncomfortable ache piercing her throat. 

She glared at her stunning reflection, every ounce of her being was sending profanities at her for hurting him again. Talia stifled the urge to let out the furious outcries that were stubbornly grating her throat to form a throb. She withheld to welcome Jungkook's pining gaze kissing every inch of her body, leaving burning sensations in their wake. Talia was being haughty yet she was fully aware that if she turned and stealthily peek back at him, she would lose against those vicious, vivacious blue pools that always dominated her first before his words or touch could do.

Talia controlled herself—gracefully— unhurriedly, with great amounts of effort and without allowing it to flash over her stony, cold face.  Calmly she flicked her comely eyes at her manicured fingers, scanning her nails, attempting to be careless by his mighty presence, acting as if he was thin air and not an inhaling-exhaling being who was patiently waiting for her one glimpse like a thrown out puppy.  

"Talia." The actress stunned, a rigid terror untangled in the length of her spine as the hair around her silken skin stood erect from the roots by the voice that he used. The typically powerful authority brewing in Jungkook's hissing undertone with the seep of coldness, absorbing her inside and out, bending her fascinations, turning her knees wobbling in submission. 

"Why are you acting as if I'm just at fault, as if I'm the one who ripped your heart open first and abandoned you." Tenacious rage swivelled in his mouth, toxic enough to mud the thundering weather around his heart— he could taste it.

It was difficult to do so but Jungkook tried his best not to snap at her silently cold behaviour. He was a man with pride, too egotistical, too crude. The plot twist; he was willing to shred his pride for her into gazillion slivers— he had patience, he was tolerating his churning feelings yet the remorse had hooked around him, pulling him into the dark pit. 

"You wanted me to leave, you wanted me to stay away from you. I fucking begged you but you didn't stop. What the fuck was that then! Stop being  a basic bitch because you have no rights to fucking accuse me, Ms Prim and proper." He snarled at her like a wounded beast, the pulse of his neck leapt to his throat, pounding wildly as he clenched his angular jaw so hard that it could break and fall.

"Not for seven fucking years! You said seven months! Fine you suffered a lot, but you were not the only one, I was dying here too. You could come back to me, you never tried to reach me again. You should have trapped me, caged, you could have done anything to make me stay but you gave up!" Talia had enough of him, the pain had circulated every root of her beating organ, soaking every pore. 

Talia breath hitched when Jungkook sauntered toward her, he was quick to cup her face as his thumb wiped the one pearly teardrop that had escaped to eviscerate him, Talia gripped his shoulders.

"You were hurt so you only thought about your pain." Talia sighed turned into soul-wrenching sobs, her fingers tightened around his shoulders, wounding her fingertips. " Remember when I told you not to let me go even if I wanted to, you didn't keep your promise, Kook. You didn't! You left for seven years and I'm sorry for being a bitch because that's what I am. I'm not perfect, I have flaws in me and I fucking embrace it. But you sir, your ego was too much, you didn't want to run behind me." Talia shoved him away with her whole energy left in her. An instant roar of grief slinked under his chest to chew his heart in a brute way.