Fear.
Every inch of Jungkook's body was shuddering in fear, and he felt a sick feeling thumping in his stomach. His lips rippled automatically, and he wanted to throw up.
It was awful and frightening.
Jungkook gulped a large gulp of saliva down his throat, and his head was agonizing. Upon opening his eyes, Jungkook didn't expect himself to be in a location that seemed rather like a factory from what he saw.
There were a bunch of buckets containing different organs from humans. The floor was covered with blood, and Jungkook's legs shook uncontrollably, tears streaming down his eyes. He gulped nervously, sitting down on the corner.
Beside him, there were some other people of different ages as well, looking as petrified as him. Jungkook sniffed like a loser, horrified for his life.
"Put all of them into the prison." Some men approached, steering closer to them. "We'll kill all the oldies and sell the other ones." The man continued, pulling out a knife, grabbing an old woman by her hair, and slicing her neck with the sharp knife.
Jungkook quivered in fear, and so did everyone else beside him.
"Bro, what are we going to do with him then?" Another man asked, pointing his knife at Jungkook, and Jungkook covered his mouth, holding back his loud sobs.
"He's that special one, right?" The one that killed the woman asked, squatting down, picking the deceased body of hers up, and then brought her a table that was really before the victims.
The other members dragged the other prey out of there by putting blades over their napes, and Jungkook was the only one that reminded them, along with three other women.
"We are supposed to kill him, make him suffer, take his organs out, and cut him into pieces while he's alive, as the boss ordered, although I think it would be better if we sold him instead." The man said, tearing the corpse's shirt, and then he pulled out white plastic gloves from his pockets and wore them.
"Exactly. He's undeniably beautiful, and we can sell him at a very high rate." Someone said they were checking Jungkook out. And Jungkook felt like puking at how disgustingly the man was looking at him.
"Be careful, guys- don't make me fantasize fucking him hard right now, because I'll get distracted here if I do so." The man chuckled, running the knife in a long and deep stripe to cut her out. Blood flew all over, and Jungkook felt dizzy.
It was too much. He held back his screams of agony. He couldn't let himself faint if he did; he was scared they would do something to him in his sleep, and that something would be completely non-consensual. He couldn't let his guard down.
"Ah, fuck it. Bring me a container to put her kidneys in, James." Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, breathing heavily, and he was on the verge of throwing up.
"Sell him or sell his organs; it's none of our business. However, we can perhaps have a little fun with him before we take his organs out." Jungkook shook his head. Fuck, no, no, no. It couldn't happen.
"Shall we get our boss's permission first?" The man asked, gripping her cuts tightly and pulling them, ripping them more, to find better access to her organs.
"He told us to make him suffer, so I'm guessing it's fine since rape is torture too."
Jungkook inhaled sharply, focusing on the words that were being spoken. The boss wanted him to suffer; therefore, it must be someone that Jungkook knew and someone who hated Jungkook.
Who could that be?
"But-"
"Yeah, I understand what you're trying to say. And, um, yeah. Let's ask for permission. It's not a big deal."
"But what if he rejects it then?"
"I mean, we can make him the next one to lay on his table."
"Damn, admire your bravery."
"What are you all talking about?! Boss is there inside, waiting to meet that bitch right there!" A man shouted, appearing closer, and grabbed Jungkook by the back of his neck.
"Oops. Take him then." The man chuckled, putting the heart in a new container, and looked at the blood flowing all over, a little disgusted.
Jungkook gulped, letting himself drag, and soon he was forced to reach some other chambers. The man swung the door open and pushed Jungkook inside.
"Keep your mouth shut unless you really want to lose your tongue right now." The man gritted out, closing the door with a loud thud, and Jungkook flinched.
He stared at the stranger man before him for a few seconds, who apparently was looking outside through the window; his back was facing Jungkook.
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OUT OF EDEN | VKOOK
Fanfiction"Mine mine, Jungkook, you were mine back then, and you're mine now, and it'll stay like that." In which Jungkook's husband returns back in his life four years later as the CEO of the company Jungkook wants to work.
