Daredevilz- A 18+ Bts Story🥀 [SLOW UPDATES]

CH 27- His dark side🥀

"Jungkook, no!" Y/n yelled, trying to run away from him as he was trying to catch her. Though, she didn't have much places to run, because they were in her room.

"Hey, I told you to not call me by my name anymore!" He spoke like a child, whining out.

"No!"

He finally caught her and trapped her on the bed, Y/n squealing out.

"Kook, stop!" She giggled out, laughing from his ticklish touches.

"No, baby."

He lifted up her shirt and blew raspberries all over, causing her to giggle out at his cute actions.

"Stop! It tickles!"

He quickly kissed his way up to her lips, kissing her playfully as his hands roamed all over her. He giggled between the kisses.

"Now, call me what i want you to call me." He whispered as she sighed in defeat.

"Okay, bunny."

"No, the other one."

"Baby." He giggled in satisfaction, pecking her lips softly.

"You're so cute."

"Stop.." He chuckled at her nervousness.

"I can't, you're so cute." She scoffed and pushed his shoulders slightly, sitting up as he gazed at her with his doe eyes.

"Stop trying to hold off on going to get your things from your place. We need to go soon, the sun is going down." Jungkook groaned in annoyance as he rolled his eyes.

"I don't wanna see that piece of shit. I hate him so much."

"Jungkook..don't forget who he once was, okay? I know he's a terrible person..but remember that he's your dad." Jungkooo scoffed.

"Let's just go. You're staying outside of the apartment."

"No! I'm not letting you go in there alone. No way."

"You're so stubborn."

"Yes, and I'm glad I am. Now let's go."
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Walking up to his apartment, Jungkook stopped abruptly, turning to her as he held his keys in his hand.

"Just brace yourself. It'll be a mess in there." He spoke, ready expectant of what the apartment would look like. Beer bottles and mess.

"Okay.."

Jungkook put the key in the key hole and opened the door slowly, being faced with his expectation, but something felt off to him.

There were not only beer bottles on the table, but pill bottles..and it brought back the terrible and dark memories from his past.

His heart started beating fastly, becoming terrified at the sight. He acted on impulse and rushed inside, looking all over the place for his father.

Even though his father abused and hurt him, mentally and physically, he was still his father. And he'll never forget that.

Y/n quickly followed him, seeing the sight of all the pill bottles, worry filling up her veins.