❝𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃❞
It has been 1 week since the Idol 𝖩𝖾𝗈𝗇 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 has gone missing yet the police couldn't find a single trace of the kidnapper other than a bloody handwritten note which read ❝JJk's fanboy❞
In which a struggling Manh...
You're not my misery Not my reality You're my belief Jungkookie You're my rehab
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Warning: The following content carries some triggering stuff enough to unsettle you. If you aren't into it then please skip those parts. Happy reading ^^
Round and round. The ceiling fan above was rambling for nothing. It wasn't hot either in the room but still, Jungkook just required some sound in such a pin-drop silence. He looked at the clock mindlessly and it stood sharply 1 am however his eyes were not feeling heavy. His ankles and wrists were chained only to roam around the room and the culprit behind it was nowhere to be seen. Honestly, jungkook was more than glad not to catch a glimpse of that terrifying psycho Taehyung. His brain was just swimming in the sea of mood swings. One time he sympathized with the man but most of the time he felt nothing but disgust. Taehyung needed serious help yet the man wasn't having it despite being a full-grown adult
Taehyung was handsome and cute. Well only from outside though. Jungkook really pretty deeply thought about the reason he got abducted. Maybe this claimed fan of his fell in love with him, right? Jungkook unfortunately had seen some cringy romantic thrillers where the girl clowns her kidnapper in false love and then runs away Or simply falls under Stockholm syndrome. Jungkook had enough ideas but trying them by himself was kind of laughable. In real life, kidnapping wasn't romantic shit done with pure obsessive love or something. It's just as scary and disturbing as witnessing your nails getting plucked out.
The door cracked open slightly as the light from outside flashed at a conical slope. Jungkook gulped when Taehyung fully revealed himself with a huge smile, almost pressed. "Good that you haven't slept yet Jungkookie. We have to eat dinner and discuss your daily routine" he walked closer and hugged Jubgkook a bit tighter unexpectedly which left the idol a bit uncomfortable.
Either way, he was taken to the living room and both the males sat down on that small dining table. Only a bowl of white rice with a slice of fried eggplant on top was there. Only for jungkook through because Taehyung had a thin slice of bread on his plate only. The idol was kind of skeptical about eating the food. God knew what kind of object taehyung had mixed in there. But this simple bowl of rice was burning out his craving to consume it. It was a long 2 days since he hadn't eaten after all.
"what are you waiting for? An invitation?" Taehyung grumbled while singling him to start. "don't worry I haven't put anything deadly so You can eat it" he assured with an unnecessary smirk which grew the suspicion within the idol but after not being able to endure the rash hunger, he proceeded to devour. Didn't matter if he died at this point. It was better than Living in such a nightmare
