❝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...
If I don't deserve a place in your Fragile heart Digest me in your hungry soul As you watch the war between my sins and lies unfolding I'll make you fall in love with my chaos
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Death felt good. No not the death itself but the sheer beforehand of tasting it was bone-chillingly beautiful. So thrilling and breathless.
Taehyung was on the ground with his arms supporting his upper body, legs folded on his chest while his lungs consciously breathed in and out the oxygen as much as they could. He was breathless, eyes big and lips quivering until they curved into a thick smirk. That monstrous struck stood still just an inch apart from touching his knees while the driver was busy yelling at Taehyung for jumping in front of his vehicle. He barely prevented that huge truck to not getting himself involved in hit and run lawsuit
The traffic around just halted into a complete stop. People crowd around the road in total despair and shock. They were just unbelievably relieved that Taehyung didn't get any injuries or worse, died
But for the criminal, he could care less. The harsh rain kept on plunging on his cold shaking figure while he couldn't help but laugh like a maniac. He just got to feel the tension, the thrill, the fear, the numbness, the acceptance, all of those unknown emotions within. He was a few inches away from tasting the actual death. How incredible it was. Taehyung felt like a hero giving hundreds of his victims the same rush he felt. They must have been grateful to him right?
Everyone stopped their shouting for a moment when Taehyung stood up with the bare minimum help from his trembling limbs and set for a run. He just squeezed his eyes and kept on running. He was too happy as if he rebirthed himself that exact moment. He couldn't die, he wasn't allowed without making Jungkookie suffer. He was born to do that
After a quite bit of running, he entered Seokjin's apartment building. He was provided with a spare key a few days back. His body stood freezing but his mind was heavily occupied with the pleasure he just sensed minutes ago. He entered the quarters with his soaked body and clothes. Minutes later, He even showered with warm water, cleaned his wounds and wore one of Seokjin's shirts and shorts. The officer was really bulky with wide shoulders so his clothing occurred to be pretty oversized for Taehyung.
He felt extremely exhausted but his body and mind craved for Jeon Jungkook. He wanted to kiss him, touch him, take his semen inside like a good boy. But Taehyung knew he had to wait a bit more. He promised himself to not force the idol to come back. He wanted the man to fall on his knees and take him back into his life on his own
The rain turned into a storm pretty soon when Seokjin reached the apartment. The lights were already off but one of the lamps beside the tea table was left on. He looked for the younger and immediately found him already fast asleep on the fluffy L-shaped couch. His face looked so adorable, no he looked so tiny in Seokjin's clothes that the officer couldn't help but stare at him with a soft smile.
