"Just because I was being nice doesn't mean I'm a nice person .I'm still the same man who will not think twice before blowing your brain off and mind you miss lee you're no special "
Jeon Jungkook was never a good man , he never claimed one to be ho...
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Jeon Jungkook was darkness itself, he was engulfed in the dark , there was silence in the room , it wasn't freezing like outside yet he wasn't feeling any warmth. The chill inside his heart was miles away from his body, an itch that was keeping him awake all night.
In the solemnity of the room a familiar scent of cigarette smoke mingled with the intoxicated air . Suffocating but soothing. He took one last drag before crushing the butt of that addictive stick into the ashtray. His mind that was supposed to feel peace , was in chaos right now, this time a wavering storm was teasing him. It was frustrating ,it was overwhelming.
He stood there, hands secured in pants as his eyes wandered at nothing in particular but then gazed straight at the window. The crave was not for this, it's not going to settle with some nicotine and wine. They too were futile to calm his senses.
The moment he saw her something was different ,he knew ,he knew that this feeling was alien to him . It wasn't anything like before .Something weird, odd a terrific feeling was building inside him ,strange that he couldn't put his hands on .
The atmosphere was still ,heavy and intense, it was impenetrable, he allowed himself to relax but couldn't. That was so not possible, not when he found her after so many years. Words failed to explain what he felt the second his eyes landed on her . He vividly recalled those moments and an exhaustive sigh escaped his lips as events from the past few hours flushed in.
The way she was walking absent-mindedly, he saw it all from his car. And for a second he thought to let it go . To let her go. But couldn't . Why ? Because that seemed unlike him, it was so unlike Jeon Jungkook to come this far only to stare and pass.
So he intentionally asked his driver to drive on her way. No, it was not an accident ,that was entertainment.Yes, only for fun. Sick it was but he couldn't care less . Every bit of that moment, he enjoyed it all.Just to scare her and the best part was he saw that in her eyes ,her eyes that were blank , in a second they held tremendous fear.
So much entertaining, so much satisfying.
It wouldn't have been hard to crush her in that instance but he resisted . Not so soon.It was a pleasure seeing her like that, a feeling that drives him on the path of sanity and he couldn't wait to see that again . The traumatized girl in front of his car was her. Those gaze of hers, her body shivering not from the cold but from the fright. Even if it only lasted for a minute, it was quite worthwhile. He didn't regret seeing her trembling frame. In Fact that ignited something inside his heart.Exactly like the last time. And It felt good. Heavenly good.
And the reason was him , him being the owner of that terror, he would love to witness them again and again.Heck even when she wasn't at fault, she was shamelessly accepting her mistake. A pity that she was so dumb or may be so innocent .
But he knew not all eyes reflecting innocence are innocent . Evil desires are underlined within the prettiest eyes.
