"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 a facade.
A monster disguised in the flesh of a human and that moment I wanted was to scream , to voice out my pain so loud that all my anger , my fear , my disgust would give him the sense of humanity he's been stripped of. My disgust towards him was at peak and the piling up anger came out rather in tears.
I didn't want to conceal a single ounce that he was a horrible person but I dread it. I dread the capabilities this man holds , I dread being crumbled like that lifeless body.Like that lifeless body that led me to this barbaric man . It's a matter of fact that I won't have any different fate than these two men because after all, I was a mere girl with no superpowers, not even some basic self defense tactics.
I could only pray .
I was that lone october leaf ,fallen by the force of wind that couldn't move on its own because my body was hardly coping with my brain .
I sighed and removed his hands.
"Get out"
"Are you okay , did you get hurt " his hands roaming over my body , my hands , my neck , my face in a protective manner but I felt repulsion taking over.
" Please leave Mr jungkook " I told him again , my unsteady voice was gruff . I was struggling to keep a hold , trying hard to control my tears. I didn't want to lose my control to show him how pathetic I am , because I knew I'm pathetic. But the man didn't budge , he didn't speak a word before I felt his cold hands wiping my cheeks .
"Please" My heart soared , when he brought his face closer to mine . I have lost count at how many times this man had stepped the boundary of personal space , the mere fact of him being in the same air as mine had my breath staggering.
I closed my eyes ,terror feeding my brain feeling his blazing eyes on my own, I couldn't . I just couldn't find myself meeting his intense gaze. They had desires in them , desires that would bring an unsettling fire within me , so much of passion that I wanted to push him , I really did but couldn't instead take a sharp breath when his one hand encircled my neck I sensed him leaning forward .
No , no this can't be happening.
But then it happened so my heart skipped a beat when his lips brushed against mine. They were warm , soft , delicate in every sense of red roses unlike the cold in his heart , his lips over mine were reassuring. His pretty pink lips over mine melted my chapped ones and just like that the nerves in my head seized and that very string of sanity vanished. I felt that warm pair invading my senses, making my heart do a flip when he stayed like that for a second inquisitively until I felt his fingers tracing my neck in a soft hold.
Basking in vulnerability.
I was vulnerable.
He knew I was vulnerable.
The other hand of his wiped my stained cheeks , his lips moving tenderly , slowly moistening my own . My mind shut off , blood stopped gushing, I went stiff , frozen from the brain . However I refused to devour that flagrant feeling. I really did when he fisted my hair , the new angle gave him more access. Maybe because my mind had already anticipated this yet there was a tinge of excitement that followed the fear that I would lose myself to him.
