Knives | VKOOK [C]

🗡Chapter 15

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Taehyung tapped his feet on the ground as he walked from one end of the living room to the other, his teeth constantly on his bottom lip.

"Pick up baby. Come on." He kept whispering to himself as he held the phone up to his ear.

"Where are you?" Taehyung whispered to himself.

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"And he even had the nerve to show himself!" Jungkook hiccuped, wiping his lips as he downed a shot of tequila, his head falling to the table.

"I'm sorry Jungkook." Il ri says, patting Jungkook's back and burping.

"I hate him so much right now. It-it hurts il RI. What if I'm wrong?" Jungkook mumbles.

"You're not. We saw him together with that man."

"He said they were just friends! Why did he lie to me? Why does it hurt so much? What can I do to stop it?"

"Let me help you Jungkook. Let me help you take the pain away. I'm here. Why can't you see me?" Il ri asks, scooting close to the said male.

"How?"

That was the question that started it all. Maybe only the heavens or hell knew how it would stop.

Il ri placed her lips onto Jungkook's who immediately responded to the kiss, his fingers coming to rest on her nape.

"That was amazing." He said, hiccuping, the both of them panting from the intensity.

"Your lips are to die for. Kiss me again." She whispers, her lips mere inches away from Jungkook's who claims her lips again.

"Want to get out of here?" He asks her as they break away from each other.

"I thought you'd never ask." She says as they exit the tiny bar.

***

Taehyung yawned as he say up on the couch, blinking numerous times to focus on his surroundings.

He yawns against, walking up the stairs to the shared bedroom and taking off his robe.

He walks into the bathroom and turns on the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the warm water cascade down his skin.

He sighs, the warm water releasing the tension which had built up in his body from the last night.

Waiting for Jungkook had taken up his energy and he had fallen asleep with the phone on his ear and a bottle of wine at his feet.

He turns off the shower, grabbing a towel from the rack and drying his body, the towel ending up on his hair last.

He walks out of the bathroom, automatically searching for his phone.

"Living room." He mumbles as he picks the robe from try floor and tying it back on, wet feet padding down the stairs.

He finally sees the phone on an armchair, rushing towards it and picking it up, dialing that first number on speed dial.

The number you dialed is unreachable at the moment. Please try again later, thank you.

Taehyung sighs, ringing the number again and again only to get the same response.

"What happens to you Jungkook?" He questions the empty room in hopes his worries were able to get to where ever his love was.

***

Taehyung hurried to the reception his eyes scanning his surroundings, his heart thumping in his chest.

"I'm here to see Jungkook." Taehyung says, his fingers coming to rest between his teeth as he nibbled on them.

"Mr Jeon hasn't come into work today."

"What?! How? He didn't come home last night! What do I do?" Taehyung asks the lady as tears fill his eyes?

He dips his hand into his pocket, grabbing cellphone and dialing the third number on speed dial.

"Hobi. I don't know where Jungkook is. Have you seen him? He hasn't come home since yesterday. I'm so worried." Taehyung spoke hurriedly.

"Hey. Baby. Relax. he's probably in a meeting or something."

"in a meeting?! since yesterday?! his secretary doesn't even know where he is! you're telling me to relax when there's a very high probability that something has happened to my boyfriend?!" Taehyung screams into the phone.

"I... I'll try to call him. try to relax Tae. if not for me, for Jungkook. he would be upset if you got this way and he was okay."

Taehyung took a deep breath, closing his eyes as a whimper slipped from his lips.

"I'm sorry Hobi. I'm just so worried." he says as he wipes his eyes.

"I understand. I'll try to reach him. be calm okay?"

Taehyung nods as Hoseok hangs up the call. he walks tiredly towards the elevator, his mind racing a million miles per second.

Jungkook had to be okay.

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hey!

don't kill me please!

I'm so sorry!

forgive me! (no knife emojis. I don't wanna die)

the chapters from here on are only going to get much more mature and not in the smut sense.

if you can't, please don't read them.

I did put trigger warnings on them though.

Il Ri got what she wanted yes?

I just wanted to clarify that she is also as drunk as Jungkook so...

see you next chapter! if you can continue that is.

'peace out 💟