MODEL'S OBSESSION 3🔞 [Asylum Art Dealer]

practical ( WARNING)

WARNING: NECROPHILIA!!!!! CRAZY SHIT!!!

"Hi, I'm here to visit Hara Jung. " I say confidently before the nurse gives me a nervous smile. She taps her finger on the desk slowly before she finally speaks, "she passed, I'm sorry. " she turned around to grab something but before she could grab it she got startled by my aggressive question. "EXCUSE ME?

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JICHOO P. O. V

Taehyung runs, grabbing me after I finished puking and pushes me down. " you're that sick of me? " he says, standing over me with a knife in his hand. " what- what are you doing!"

"Please don't hurt me! " tears crawl down my cheeks as I watch the knife in his hand closely. It almost seemed as if I were destined to die by his hands. All this time and it just seems like I still end up fighting for my life when I'm around him.

"I'm going to call security!" I threaten and he slowly lowers the knife with a blank stare on his face. His eyes as empty as his thoughts. "How many times are you going to try to fucking hurt me?" I say aggressively, watching a smirk appear on his lips. "As many times as I want to."

The door was heard and my roommates enter the room, laughing with a bunch of other unknown people. Taehyung quickly shoves the pocket knife back in his pocket and rushes out of the dorm, bumping one of the friends of my roommate. "What's his problem?"

I quickly get up as they entered and rush off to my room. I have to switch dorm rooms or something. You know what, let me call Jungkook.

I grab my phone, eagerly tapping in his number. He answered after the second call but he sounded a bit down. " Can I stay with you tonight? I just have to get away from. Taehyung or he'll end up killing me!" I could tell that Jungkook was just exhausted with everything, he sighs before saying he'd be there in a few to pick me up.

The only thing that crossed my mind was... Why haven't I contacted the police yet? The stuff he does is insane and scary. He needs some serious help, but he won't be getting it from me!

It's been about an hour and I finally heard knocking on my door. Quickly, I finish stuffing my clothes in my bag and rush to the door. "Oh my god I thought you'd never come!" I say as I hug his body. "Sorry it took so long, I just had to take care of some things. They just ended up taking longer than I expected."

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After a long quiet ride we finally arrived at his house. "Jungkook you sure you're okay?" I ask and he smiles. He doesn't respond he just gets out of the car and grabs my bags from the backseat. "Let's go in, shall we?" He walks up to his door, unlocking it and walking in.

I take a minute to look around before I walked in. He had taken my things to the guest room upstairs so I didn't have to. So I just went in the kitchen to grab a drink but I was greeted with the dead body of his cook.

My stomach churned and I stepped back, bumping into someone before a knife was put to my throat.

"I've fought this battle over a decade over in my head... But now I think I'm going to win."

Jungkook?

"Jungkook... What are you-"

Jungkook had snapped....

I push my way out of his grip and run before tripping of the lady's arm and falling. Jungkook gets on top of me and immediately stabs me multiple times. "ARGHHHH!" I scream, trying to fight my way out. Blood splashed all over his face before he stabbed me one last time. I felt pressure in my throat before I regurgitated blood. Jungkook watched me with this crazed look in his eyes before he caressed my face. "I know that it hurts, but it's the best for you and it's the best for me."

My fingers claw at the marble floor as I gasp for air. Jungkook takes his shirt off and licks his fingers before kissing me, hungrily. His breathing becoming more erratic as he unbuttoned his pants. He moaned before groping my breast. " you're so pretty.." He says with my blood smudged all over his lips before grabbing the knife and stabbing me again. "You're mine now... Isn't that what you wanted?"

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