Lust | JJK ✔️

31- it's him

With shallow steps, a male with strikingly attractive features walks in, a hand on his back as he coughs harshly. This was him, your foe, your enemy, your rival, your opponent and your brother.

"Son of a whore." He spits into Jungkook's face as he scowls at him, Jungkook's grip on you tightens as he tries to shield you from the harmful gaze of the new person in the room.

"Backstabbing me, forcing me to deal with your rubbish, I warned you. I WARNED YOU." He mutters as he coughs more, you manage to slip out of Jungkook's hold and sit on the floor by yourself. The man was scary, he was intimidating and there wasn't a dent of kindness in his features, he was nothing but cruelty moulded into a human.

In front of you, is thrown the nude portrait Jungkook had painted out of you. You cover your mouth with your palm, cheeks red in embarrassment when Aban stands still and takes in the scenery in front of him. You did it?

"Who allowed you to do this?!" Taehyung yells while pointing at the canvas. As you were wondering how he got that painting out of Jungkook's house, soon enough, from behind him, emerges a new figure slowly tracing its path along the tiled floor and standing tall right behind the visitor.

Jungkook's eyes widen, his breath seems to have gotten knocked out of him as he slowly stands back up. "Ayat?" His hopes come shattering down, he feels an immense amount of agony, a foreign soreness building up in his throat.

"So you sleep with whoever the fuck you want, I still stay by your side in hopes you'd give me a chance and yet you slip in with a random whore you meet in a fair, nice." She claps her hands together, Jungkook grits his teeth.

"I fucking considered you as friend?!" He screams. "How even could you, Ayat?"

"Oh so now we're mad." She raises her brows. "Did you think I'll let you go that easily? You'll burn for rejecting me. Should have acted the day I saw that shawl in your room." She laughs.

The fact that Ayat discovered your painting in his home while invading his privacy, it just made your heart wrench. All doors were closing on Jungkook now. "How'd they both even meet?" He squints his eyes as he mutters to you.

Jungkook takes off his cardigan and throws it over the painting, trying his utmost to protect you but you feel not a single bit of it in your heart anymore. He betrayed you, his touches were casual lies and you hated him with the corroded bitterness of your heart.

"How do you both even know each other-" Jungkook yells but his sentence cuts off with a choke when Taehyung gives him a stare in the eye, he had stolen your magical gadgets and was now using them against you.

"You'll get to know soon sweetie, if I want you to I mean." He cackles before he releases Jungkook's throat, the younger male coughs out some blood on the ground which unconsciously makes you take a step towards him but you stop the very next moment when you feel Taehyung's sharp eye on you.

You gulp and turn towards him as his lips curve into a terrifying grin, you almost release a sour cry from the expression itself. He keeps his eyes on you while his hand reaches out for his pocket and shuffles inside as you slowly stare at what was coming up with a sweaty forehead.

Your guardian freezed in air, your 'lover' pinned to the floor as he coughs and pants. You pry your sight away from them and back to Taehyung who now brings out something from his clothes.

He wraps your necklace around his hand swings the pendant, as his fingers curl more and tighten his grip on the chain you feel something on your chest.

You look down to observe what this suffocating and just not right feeling was.

Discomfort, Horror, Something alien. Your eyes squint as you try to figure out what was happening.