❝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...
He is my salvation I am his destruction I am the death, he is the war Who's the sinner His loathe or my obsession?
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Time was torturing Jungkook for sure. Maybe the pain in his wounded neck or the sudden actuality of getting sexually assaulted was the explanation for him to tear up. But either way, the poor idol hopelessly sat there on the dining table with his eyes squeezed shut while taehyung kept on kissing him until he tasted the needed satisfaction.
Their lips finally pulled apart, leaving the idol a breathless mess. Taehyung also was no exception but the delightful smile his face held created an unsettling sensation inside jungkook's heart. "It was my first kiss. It felt so good Jungkookie" Taehyung excitedly widened his eyes while finally detaching his arm, making jeon's bandaged neck throb in sensitivity. Jungkook whimpered at the feeling but he could do nothing. The energy level inside his body seemed to melt away after seconds. He couldn't even lift his body or speak in a clear voice.
Taehyung still couldn't move from sitting on his jungkookie's lap. His crazy mind was already busied itself with capturing Jungkook's every painful expression. The more he whined or showed any discomfort, the more Tae felt quite sexually needy. It was odd for him too but he couldn't just stop it.
"Hurt him! Touch him! He's yours. Make him scream. You love jungkookie right? Remember what I said to you?"
Taehyung shivered at the voice and once again felt those cold fingers touching his exposed collarbone from behind. He seemed to like getting hypnotized by it. His red hyung kept on repeating those words making taehyung subconsciously judge them with a sheer agreement. "If y-you l-love someone you hurt t-them" Taehyung grinned widely while remembering those awfully wrong statements. Even though Jungkook could nearly keep his eyes opened because of the pain in his neck yet those sudden phrases from his kidnapper force him to stay awake. His inside was getting filled with bad goosebumps and fear
"W-What?" He husked out with his not-so-inaudible tone but taehyung didn't answer him. The guy smirked and slowly stood up while still maintaining a strong eye contact with his Art "If I love you then I have to hurt you. If you love me back you have to endure it" he said loud and clear while looking around for something to use as a torture tool, completely ignoring how Jungkook began to tear up in pure dread. "N-No pl-please" he mentally screamed but his lips could barely even move
Fortunately though taehyung's search abruptly ended as soon as the doorbell rang, flinching both of them out from their little play. "Tch! Who's it" Taehyung face altered in irritation and nervousness. He quickly looked at his jungkookie before gathering his almost paralyzed body up from the chair "Y-You need to hide!" he whisper yelled, already struggling to pull jungkook's heavy physic up. The idol was still mewling at the feeling of getting dragged behind the kitchen counter. His stiff body rested on the floor much to his not liking but what could he say, jungkook truly regretted giving himself that deep wound or else he could have escaped right at this moment