The One He Tried To Forget | 18+ |

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WARNING

This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault which could be triggering for some readers.

Please do not proceed if this subject matter is distressing to you.

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Jung Kook was furious, and his body vibrated with the force of his rage as he looked at Jin's back. How dare Jin accept another man as his boyfriend when Jung Kook was his boyfriend, his future husband.

Hearing Jin's acceptance purged the alcohol fog that clouded Jung Kook's brain until all he saw in his mind's eye was Jin wrapped in the other man's arms earlier tonight. It overcame his senses, and overrode his judgment. He forgot that he and Jin were no longer together, and that they were not in school anymore. That they were now adults living separate lives.

As he rose from his bed while listening to Jin finish up his conversation with his new boyfriend, who was cooing about how today was their first day, a darkness emerged from inside Jung Kook. A darkness so great, so all-consuming that he was powerless against it.

He pulled the phone out of his ex-boyfriend's hand, and threw it violently against the wall. The loud crack and the broken pieces on the floor satisfied his rising temper a little, but only by a little. At the back of his mind, he couldn't help but be reminded of his secondary school baseball coach, and how proud the old codger would have been by his pitch.

"I THINK NOT, KIM SEOK JIN! YOU ARE MINE!"

He lifted Jin and threw him facedown on the bed. He frowned when he noticed how light the man felt in his arms, and he wondered briefly why Jin wasn't taking better care of himself. But then he heard again "I really like you, and I want to take care of you. Let me cherish you..." and the anger inside him took over.

He forced Jin's hands above his head and held his wrists together in a firm grip. Then with his other hand, he gripped the waistband of Jin's grey sweatpants, managing to snag his briefs at the same time, and pulled, exposing the firm round orbs of Jin's buttocks. His mouth watered at the sight, and his cock stirred to life.

Jung Kook had always had a weakness for Jin's arse, and his desire often manifested itself by making love to Jin almost daily when they were still together. After school, they would often do homework at the one bedroom flat that Yoon Gi had purchased for his young cousin, and later, they would come together in Jung Kook's bed as they explored and delighted in the many ways that they could find heaven in each other's arms.

"Mr Jeon, no! No! Don't do this, Mr Jeon! Please don't!"

Jung Kook snarled at the way Jin addressed him. He hated it. Hated how Jin was determined to put as much distance between them, and convince him that their relationship never existed. He was done putting up with Jin's bullshit, and tonight he was going to remind Jin of everything that they had shared in the past.

Jung Kook tossed Jin's sweatpants and briefs to the floor, and quickly removed his own trousers and underwear. He toyed briefly with the idea of taking Jin's sweatshirt off so he could reacquaint himself with his ex-boyfriend's exquisite body but his erection was demanding satisfaction.

Later. Later I'll strip him naked so I can take him again. We have all night.

Using his knees, Jung Kook forced Jin's thighs apart and positioned himself over his struggling body. He cursed when he realised that he had forgotten to grab the new bottle of lube from the drawer of the bedside table on the far side. So he improvised by dipping his fingers in the glass of water that Jin had brought. It was not the best but it would have to do for now.