Jungkook looked very angry at something, which Tae failed to recognise.
Jk: Do you think you look beautiful today?
His words were like swords, piercing right through Taehyung heart. Making him instantly look up at him, surprised to hear such a ques...
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𓂃⋆ THIRD PERSON POV ⋆𓂃
Jungkook was punching the bag non-stop. His anger had to vent out somewhere and this was the perfect place. He was not that kind of man who slept with girls to control his urges. Only characterless men did that.
Control is the only thing that makes a boy, a man. Without it, there was no difference between a horny teenager and an animal in heat. Somany punches later he fell on a chair drained. His eyes fell on his swollen knuckles and he clenched his hand in anger.
Blood was dripping down his hand but he didn't stop. The pain was giving him the satisfaction that nothing else could. It made him feel the pain he gave Tae and this thought was enough.
Picking up a whiskey bottle from the side he gulped it neat. As the liquid burned his throat he found his relief. Pouring it out on his wounded knuckles he hissed in pain as it disinfected his wound.
Soon the room was spinning and this was what he wanted from the beginning. Sleep was not a luxury for him and he had to earn it by tiering himself to the point of saturation every day.
Every person has some secrets. Some not so important and some life-destroying.Behind every face you see and every word you hear are secrets meant to be kept.Some for good, some for bad. But again they are called secrets because they are meant to be kept till the time a person is lowered into their grave.
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18 years back. ( Jungkook was 6 year old boy)
It was a rough night. With winds howling and trees shaking. Thunder was lightning the deserted road. Sounds of heavy footsteps were heard as someone was running through the peddles at the side of the road. Jungkook tiny feet were running to safety. He wanted to reach home at any cost, to rush into his mother's arms away from this scary night. His innocent soul has been tainted with the sight he had just seen and his breathing was coming out heavy.
He kept on looking back to see that no one was following him.Focussed behind him he didn't see the car coming from the front. The car was flashing its light on him and by the time it was close enough to his notice he couldn't do anything. Honking sounds were heard and he stood at his spot frozen. Screeching of tires was followed by a loud bang.
