Lust | JJK ✔️

35 - relations

"Fuck yeah right there." Taehyung gulps in a mouthful of saliva, biting the inside of his cheek in order to stay calm. You watched Ayat apply a warm compress to his limbs as he hissed in pain, eyeing your figure hidden behind Jungkook with watery eyes.

A torn expression was stuck to his face as he waited for the woman above him to redress his wounds properly, squinting his eyes and gritting his teeth with extreme sparks of stinging running through his system. You almost feel your heart drop to your stomach when he gets up and sits straight on the bed, coughing harshly into a handkerchief.

You hold Jungkook's bicep tighter as you hide your lower face behind his back, he keeps his eye contact with Taehyung as he pushes his hand back to hold yours firmly. Taehyung's nostrils flare at the sight, making Jungkook grin subtly, mocking Taehyung's jealousy.

Jungkook's hand continues to slide lower until he's slowly rubbing it up and down your thigh to calm you down, you rest your forehead on his shoulder as you sigh your fear out. As you both as well as Hamza and Aban stay unknown but cautious of Taehyung's next action, your body was slowly becoming weaker with anxiety. Anything could happen right now.

"Why did you call us?" After the prolonged, irritated silence that Taehyung was maintaining in the room, Jungkook finally managed to ask. "What's the matter..." he questions.

"Mhm." Taehyung chuckles before running a hand through his locks which were coated with a layer of sweat. "Thought about clearing out some stuff before you die." He runs a tongue over his lip. You immediately flinch at his words and squeeze Jungkook's shoulder as you feel your palms perspire. Nothing could happen to him in all seriousness, how'll you live without him? This one thought alone sends chills down your spine and makes you quiver.

Jungkook smiles and squeezes your hand with his own before tilting his head at the other male. You feel a bit relieved with his attention now spared for you just for a tiny moment, although your thoughts still stay fixated on the dark sides of the scenario.

Taehyung immediately coughs again, leaning down until his forehead rested on his knees as he shook violently and fisted the bed sheet underneath him. With you pressing your forehead deeper into Jungkook's skin and placing a slow, tender kiss Taehyung now spits out some blood onto the handkerchief which makes you look forward at him.

"Get them both away from each other." With those words you hold onto Jungkook's arm tighter, not planning to let go any soon and shifting your weight uncomfortably between your two feet. But with one snap of Taehyung's fingers, you feel yourself pinned down on your knees. You can't move, neither can your hands for they're now behind you.

You see Jungkook right opposite to you in the same condition, staring at you with some worry but a soft smile still lingers on his lips. He was so secure, you both were so deep in love that he was guaranteed nothing could stop him from taking you until death did you both apart.

He knew Taehyung won't be able to do anything to him anymore, the example was right in front of you both with small droplets of crimson liquid now sprayed across the tiles.

Useless, doing this was useless. Physical touch between you both didn't make any difference to Taehyung's health, for your hearts were connected. Jungkook had his back towards Taehyung, and so he takes this opportunity to smile wider at your calm expression and eyes locked with his. Licking his lips, he eyes your body up and down and you saw right through him. The way he knows how to pull at your heartstrings.

You immediately break the eye contact and look outside the window, embarrassed of the heat on your cheeks.

"So." Taehyung finally calms down a bit and wipes his mouth with the back of his palm, your figure stoned in the uncomfortable position which was determined to bruise your knees.