Possession Of Devils [Taekook]

Dinner 🍽

As dinner time approached, Jungkook suggested they grab a bite to eat before heading home. Taehyung, feeling uneasy about spending more time with Jungkook, politely declined, mentioning that he had other plans. However, Jungkook brushed aside Taehyung's protests, insisting that they dine together. Ignoring Taehyung's discomfort, Jungkook instructed his driver to take them to a five-star hotel, where they would have dinner.

Taehyung's anxiety grew as they arrived at the luxurious hotel, realizing he was once again at the mercy of Jungkook's control. With a heavy heart, he resigned himself to the evening ahead, knowing that his attempts to resist were futile against Jungkook's overpowering will.

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As they entered the hotel, Taehyung noticed the staff assembled in a line, their demeanor respectful and deferential. The head chef and manager approached Jungkook, addressing him as "King" with reverence.

Head Chef: "Your Majesty, what would you like to have this evening?"

Manager: "We have recently introduced a new creation, a one-of-a-kind strawberry milkshake. I'm certain your partner would enjoy it."

The head chef deliberately avoided making eye contact with Taehyung, aware of Jungkook's possessiveness regarding his possessions and preferences. Jungkook's lips curled into a smirk, pleased with the display of deference.

Jungkook: nodding approvingly "Very well. Bring us the strawberry milkshake and a selection of your finest dishes."

As the staff hurried to fulfill Jungkook's request, his bodyguards discreetly positioned themselves around the perimeter of the dining area, ensuring privacy while maintaining a vigilant watch. Taehyung couldn't shake the feeling of being suffocated by Jungkook's control, but he knew better than to resist in such a public setting. With a heavy heart, he resigned himself to the evening ahead, hoping for a fleeting moment of reprieve amidst the opulence and oppression.

As the evening progressed, Taehyung found himself seated across from Jungkook, the atmosphere heavy with tension. The luxurious surroundings and impeccable service served as a stark contrast to Taehyung's inner turmoil.

As the head chef presented their meal, Jungkook's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. Taehyung, however, couldn't bring himself to enjoy the exquisite cuisine, his appetite stifled by the weight of Jungkook's dominance.

With each passing moment, Taehyung felt more like a prisoner than a partner, his every move scrutinized by Jungkook's watchful gaze. Despite the staff's attempts to maintain a facade of normalcy, the underlying tension was palpable.

Taehyung's fork clinked against his plate as he nervously glanced up at Jungkook's steely gaze. The tension in the air was palpable, and Taehyung felt as if he were walking on eggshells.

Jungkook: his voice low and dangerous "If you're not enjoying your meal, Taehyung, I suggest you speak up. I care about your comfort, after all."

Taehyung's heart raced with fear at Jungkook's thinly veiled threat. He knew he had to tread carefully to avoid setting off Jungkook's temper.

Taehyung: forcing a shaky smile "No, no, it's fine, really. The food is great."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his lips pressing into a thin line. Without another word, he snapped his fingers, signaling for the waiter to approach.

Jungkook: coldly "Bring us another dish for my partner. Something he'll actually enjoy."

Taehyung's stomach churned with dread as he watched the waiter scurry away. He knew that whatever dish Jungkook ordered would be more about control than culinary pleasure, and he braced himself for the next course of Jungkook's twisted game.

As the waiter hurried off to fulfill Jungkook's command, Taehyung's facade of composure crumbled. Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over as he felt the weight of Jungkook's control crushing him.

Taehyung: voice trembling "J-Jungkook, please... I-I don't want another dish. I-I just want to go home."

But Jungkook's gaze remained cold and unforgiving, his expression devoid of sympathy.

Jungkook: icily "You'll eat what I tell you to eat, Taehyung. Don't forget your place."

Taehyung's heart shattered at Jungkook's callous words. He felt utterly powerless, trapped in a nightmare with no escape. With a choked sob, he bowed his head, his tears staining the pristine tablecloth beneath him.

Taehyung: whispering to himself "Please, let this end... I can't take it anymore..."

But as the waiter returned with yet another dish, Taehyung knew that his torment was far from over. And as he forced himself to take another bite, the taste of despair lingered on his tongue, a bitter reminder of the cruel reality he was forced to endure.

Jungkook's voice cut through the heavy silence, commanding Taehyung to continue to eat,with a trembling hand, Taehyung took a small bite, but the lump in his throat made it difficult to swallow. He choked on his food, tears streaming down his face as he struggled to breathe.

Jungkook's eyes widened in shock and fear as he watched Taehyung's distress. "Taehyung! Are you okay?" he exclaimed, jumping up from his seat and rushing to his side.

Taehyung coughed and gasped for air, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. "I-I'm fine," he managed to choke out between sobs, his voice strained and weak.

Jungkook's hands shook as he reached for a glass of water, his heart pounding with worry. "Here, drink this," he said urgently, holding the glass to Taehyung's lips.After dinner jungkook drops taehyung back home.

Taehyung cries in his parents embrace telling them everything, about how controlling and possessive jungkook is he struggles to to breath at cry as he was crying hardly non stop.