Just For A Few Days (Namkook)

Chapter 38: "Fight against the world to make you stay"

Alert: While writing this chapter, I felt there's something I don't support but it's just a realistic side of relationship. Accept my apology if you felt uncomfortable while reading this. Please consider as a fictional story and don't hesitate to put forward your view. I'm open to constructive criticism.
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Jimin and Taehyung followed the crying boy directing him to Namjoon's bedroom in the huge farmhouse. The master bedroom at the end of the corridor in first floor belonged to the current owner. Jungkook pushed open the door that thankfully wasn't locked from inside.

He was horrified in his place to watch a man in black suit sitting on the edge of bed staring at the floor with his right hand dripping of fresh blood that had drops all over the floor from door till bed. Few pieces of glass were still stuck into the flesh making it look more painful.

"Namjoon"

The low thin voice that possessed the key to the said man's heart was now responded with a wild gaze radiating vexation and envy. The red patches on the sclera of his eyes were frightening that almost speared into the speaker's soul.

He looked outside the door where Taehyung and Jimin were standing with distressed faces. Mouthing a 'It's fine' to them, Jungkook slowly closed the door for some privacy. He never expected Namjoon to react this fierce out of jealousy. It was just a dance.

With few baby steps, he reached towards the man. He was about to kneel down for checking the wound when Namjoon gripped Jungkook's waist by his left hand and threw him on the bed in a split second. Before the younger could comprehend the action, the other towered him glaring with his bloodshot eyes sucking the soul out of the scared boy.

"Is it because I cannot acknowledge our relationship in front of the world?"

Jungkook couldn't avert his vision from the scary beast above him and the question seemed like a strong remonstrance against the little act he pulled off to make his boyfriend jealous.

"No, I -"
"He touched this hand of yours, didn't he?"

Namjoon squeezed on the other's right hand that was held by Hwan during the dance. It didn't cause any pain but Jungkook was more terrified of the pain he realised to have caused to his boyfriend's heart unknowingly.

"It was for the dance." A soft and quivering voice got cut off by a low threatening on, "How can I explain you that asshole didn't have any good intention of touching you?"

Jungkook's lips curved down forming light mewls but Namjoon seemed unbothered. He crashed their lips together forcefully encircling the younger's body with his left arm. The wailing boy was too scared to participate in the kiss that angered the hovering one more. He bit on the soft lower lip making Jungkook open his mouth in reflex. Sparing no chance to breathe freely, Namjoon inserted his tongue inside feeling every bit of the submissive's mouth who weakly hit on the dominant's shoulders to make him stop.

While detaining the body with an iron hard arm, Namjoon clutched on the left side of Jungkook's covered waist where he wanted to erase Hwan's touch from. This indeed hurt the other physically while he was struggling under Namjoon to stop the forced make out.

Unable to achieve the goal after some time, Jungkook gave up and started sobbing loudly in the kiss expressing how painful it was. The hands fell on the sides of bed while his lips and waist bore the abuse. He felt helpless at the situation but his weakened body failed to fight back anymore.

He felt a rush of fresh air when Namjoon let go of his lips and leaned to smooch down the neck. Everything seemed new as he never saw the kind and compassionate man being this aggressive and wild in his actions. This version was always saved up for having sex with his boyfriend when Jungkook would happily accept the rough positions. Never did the elder force himself on the boy to take out his own frustration.