Quote of the day :- There is no more darker place than our own mind . The moonless midnight of the mind .
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Notice:- Sensitive topic ahead . Mention of blood and cuts . If you are sensitive please skip until the italic part but I don't think that will help you stay with the story if you skip the part . Anyways read according to your ease .
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The dark hue in which the room is engulfed gets the rays of light peeking in from the door that gets opened with a slow creak and a bulky man walks in with a baseball bat in his one hand and a small yet sharp knife in other one .
The door gets closed behind him as he walks in towards the bed on which a female body is lying all limp but alive . Alive with the support of several i/v's piercing through her skin that is providing her the much needed nutrition and that oxygen mask that is providing her the much needed air to breath .
The male settles on the stool beside the bed as he eyes the unconscious female with certain kind of darkness in his eyes that if anyone see the same they will never be willing to stay even within the thousand miles of the owner of those eyes . The sharp , dark , horrifying , terrific , haunting eyes .
Sighing to himself , he pulles out the shield of the knife , the metal shining in the darkness due to that single lingering ray of light through the gap in the window .
"You know honey , you know how much I miss you , you know how I can do anything to have you back " , he voices out in a hushed voice as he lets the tip of the knife trail across the pale skin of that skinny hand of the female .
"You know I miss your giggles , I miss your face , I miss your charm but most importantly I miss your cries , those pathetic , helpless sounds you used to make whenever I would do things to you , I miss those sounds honey " he watches in amusement as the tip of knife digs in deeper with each of his sentence and the red trail of blood oozes out from the cuts , dripping down the forearm on the red sheets , mixing with the red colour and vanishing as if the trail of blood never existed .
He smiles to himself before trailing the knife up above towards her arm and then face making small oozing cuts here and there all while enjoying the show of crimson red liquid dancing on her pale skin .
He is feeling content , happy , relieved and excited . After an hour , he detaches the knife from her skin . Leaning in , he kisses her forehead then lips and backs off before standing up as he says ,
" Thank you for giving your one precious hour to me honey love , take care I'll be back soon and yeah you know how much I love you " with that he takes the bat and walks towards the door , he looks at the female's still unconscious figure and hits the bat hard on his own back before laughing . He hits himself for two three times before finally opening the door and walking out with a bruised , bleeding back but that itching laugh is constantly adoring his features .
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Jungkook-ah there is this mail in our mail box , a boy walks in wearing all fashionable clothes . A black T-shirt with some pattern drawings on it paired with blue denim jacket and a beanie hat , ripped jeans adoring his torso and a cream coloured scarf wrapped around his neck .
What's that hyung , open it , the boy who is busy in front of the mirror eyeing his own dance moves on the slow melody that is playing in the speakers says .
The other male opens the envelope and his eyes scan the pages before that already wide grin starts getting widened more . He looks up to the person and says ,
It says that there is a party in a week and they want you to be their main dancer . The party is organised by the Lee foundations and there will be so many people present from CEOs to models and actors . They are willing to pay you anything you ask for but they want only you to be their main dancer for the night , the male stops his dancing as he flops on ground , panting .
Gulping down the half water bottle , he wipes his lips with the sweater paws of his and looks at his hyung before saying ,
Why me hobi hyung ? You know and almost everyone knows that I don't like to dance for someone let alone being the main dancer of some event , hoseok sighs as he sits down beside the younger before resting his hand on his shoulder , he says ,
Baby jungkook it's a good opportunity for you and you know that . I know it's not your will to dance for someone but baby aren't you being invited decently and I am sure the party is gonna be decent only and being the main dancer is not a bad thing besides no matter how famous you are as a choreographer and teacher of thousands of students of Begin dance academy , don't you think the money you own is quite less compared to the amount you need for your eomma's treatment .Think it thoroughly then decide ok .You got your hyungs beside you always , jungkook hears everything and softly nods before he looks up and says ,
I'll think hyung and you were leaving for home right , why did you come back and where is jimin hyung ? , The question makes hoseok's eyes to go wide as he abruptly stands up ,
Shoot I left jimin waiting in the car . I hope that tiny creature didn't just left without me . I'll see you tomorrow baby , think it OK , byee , with that he dashes out of the door , laughing to himself for god knows what reasons .
Jungkook just shakes his head and goes to the speaker to restart the slow , sensual melody on which he is trying to set up the moves .
Jeon Jungkook , a 25 years old , famous dancer and choreographer of Seoul . The boy loves dancing beyond anything and perceiving the dance career was his biggest dream that he achieved but as they say with every success comes a flaw , same thing happened to the boy . A year later he established his own dance academy named " Begin ", his mother got diagnosed with a brain tumor .He had lost his father when he was just 2 years old and now it is all on him to take care of himself , his mother and their needs . The boy was devastated at that time but as always , his hyungs , hoseok and jimin were there for him , they are still here and he knows that they will always be but how much he can rely on his hyungs for his needs , his mother's needs , he can't always so he works hard and tries his best to gather up the amount he needs for his mom's monthly treatment but his efforts are not that successful .
Jungkook needs a source to fulfill the bills and he knows where the money will come from .
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Shadow Of Darkness ||Taekook||
Fanfiction||Completed|| One wrong decision completely changed his life , the life which was magical for him became dark and miserable just because of one shadow . A shadow that followed him wherever he went . A shadow that took everyone who was once his loved...
