❝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...
My Madness is a game It tells you to Don't play, Don't scream Just bleed Until your broken throat please my greed
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He took a deep breath as his hoodie sleeve brushed the freshly showered wet hair. His feet stopped in front of that cursed room which was, unfortunately, Taehyung's painting place. Even though a little girl just brutally got murdered, the psycho seemed like he didn't care to spend time there with his jungkookie
"I b-brought tea for you" He opened the door, hands clencing tightly on the mug he was holding. His feet just couldn't proceed to step inside the room. From the corner of his eyes, he kept on hallucinating that dead little girl's severed head goggling at him or simply a lifeless body swimming in a pile of blood. But when he properly looked around there was nothing, nothing but a clean room. But what would he do? His brain was just being restless.
This house felt like the stomach of the devil, kept on eating the innocent human's blood and flesh. He wondered how Taehyung would live in a place like this. It's so sad, so gloomy. The smell inside the house held a slightly rotten odour, a scent of rotten humans and normality
Jungkook finally drew his focus back to the psycho sitting inside the room, quite busy and focused on his manhwa drawing as he didn't even glance or reply to Jungkook. Taehyung looked so normal like this and looked passionate about art. But Jungkook saw the dark disturbing side of this man, he did think that couldn't be out of this trauma for the rest of his life
Whatever Taehyung did, worked so fast to put enough anxiety within him to obey. Jungkook could feel himself moving like prey, afraid of that sudden moment when Taehyung would snap and end up giving Jungkook another concussion
Trauma after trauma made the idol a bit numb. He just wanted to rest and for a second forget about everything.
Jungkook slowly closed the sliding door behind them and hesitantly put the cup on the floor near Taehyung who didn't even side-eye the idol. Jungkook sat down as well being completely silent. He just gazed at the tea cup mindlessly.
It had been 3 days since that little girl's incident and in these days he and Taehyung became far more sexually active. They kept on having sex and make-outs for two to four times a day. Surprisingly Jungkook didn't protest as having sex was the only time he could divert his mind from everything, hide from his traumatized brain and heart. He just busied himself with obeying the man, afraid to anger him. He saw how brutal Tae could be and he didn't want to be a physical part of that terror
"What are you thinking?"
Jungkook had chills running down his spine as he slowly looked up at Taehyung who was staring back at him with big empty eyes and frowning lips. It was horrific to imagine from how many minutes Taehyung had been staring at him, observing every movement of the idol
