CAGES OF LOVE || KIM TAEHYUNG FF

88. Thirst for Blood

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"Tonight, I’ll come back to ruin you in ways you’ll beg to be undone… but only after I erase Jeon Jungkook from this world—slowly, painfully, and so mercilessly, even hell will flinch."

Y/n's entity trembled with terror, as his word pierced through her. Her emotions drained away, whereas her body turned ice, but she came back to her senses instantly, hearing him snickering outside as if that thought was giving him peace and satisfaction.

"Taehyung, open the door!" She banged on the door, resulting in her palms to ache, but she didn't care. She clutched her teeth in anger and banged on the door as hardly as possible.

"Open the door, Taehyung!! You can't do this to me!!" She shouted, but all she received in return was his evil chuckle.

"Taehyung!!!"

"You dared me?" He asked cunningly, poking his cheek with his tongue.

His head rested on the doorframe as he stared up with an odious smirk. Y/n's heart was thudding in fear, and she didn't want to challenge him in that situation. She couldn't risk Jungkook's life in all of this.

"T...Tehyung listen. H.. he has nothing to do with this. Don't drag him into it... please.. Let's talk.." She tried to handle him calmly because that was the only way she could deal with him.

Hearing her protecting him, his smirk faded, and his eyes darkened again.

"Please, try to understand. You're misunderstanding. Give me a chance to explain everything. Let's talk, please. The recording is incomplete, Taehyung. I'm being framed. Someone is doing it to create problems betwe -"

"Are the pictures photoshopped?" He abruptly asked

Y/n's body stirred, her lips slightly parted as he cut off her words. She swallowed hard and tried to say again,

"Listen to me. I can explain everyth-"

"Are. They. Y/n?" His stern, high-pitched voice shut her up, demanding a direct answer.

Y/n's vision blurred with more tears as she lowered her gaze and answered in a whispering voice.

"No.."
Her answer stabbed his heart.

"Was he the reason you were distant and disturbed?"

She bit her quivering lower lip, closing her eyes, and he got his answer in her silence, which again pierced him deeply. He looked up with his numb eyes.

"Did you..... really kissed him?" Now, his voice was low and shaky, causing Y/n to vigourously shake her head, not realizing he couldn't see.

"No, I didn't.. tru-

"But you hugged him.. He kissed your head.. and you let him.." He again halted her, remembering those pictures because how does it matter if it was her lips or forehead. It looked intense.

"Why did you let him get so close to you? W-why you let him k-kiss you?" His voice broke at the end, and so did Y/n's heart. She squeezed her eyes shut and dropped her forehead against the door, shedding warm tears.

"Don't you trust me, Taehyung..." Her voice came out as a mere whisper, causing a tear to slip from Taehyung's eyes.

His adam apple bobbed up as he gulped the painful lump in his throat, staring at the dark ceiling with his heavy gaze.

He didn't ask anything about recording because he couldn't deny that it was only Jungkook's voice in the recording and somewhere deep inside his heart, he was believing that she would never do something like that. But the fact that they were so close in those pictures was boiling his blood and fueling his rage, but suddenly a thought stroked his mind,