"A story in which jungkook is not allowed to love his Taehyung."
Note : this book's real author is @FiyaRehbar [ she is not a bl writer anymore]
R-18
Mature content
Jungkook licked the blood from Taehyung's collarbone, his tongue went up wiping his jaw and spreading it on his lips, Taehyung became frozen at his place, his mind foggy, his heart stopped beating, jungkook deeply stared at his soft plumpy lips and bitterly bit down his own lips to keep himself sane from tasting those cherry smells fluff muffin pinkish lips, jungkook was sure he couldn't define those Devine lips properly.
Taehyung clenched Jungkook's coat collar tightly, and Jungkook extends his hand to support him back and help him to stand upright...
Jungkook saw Taehyung's silent movements, he didn't say anything, his focus solely stayed on Taehyung's rosy lips and his non-breathing nose, he didn't budge to break the look, it felt like he can't survive without staring at his Taehyung.
Jungkook needs his Taehyung.
"Breathe," Jungkook whispered, massaging Taehyung's nose tip.
D-don't go, I've cooked your favorite." Taehyung whispered back, bringing his hands to Jungkook's collar and buttoning his shirt. His gaze returned to the hickey, and he stopped buttoning and touched it with his selender fingers. he couldn't stop himself from digging his nail forcefully, and Jungkook gripped his wrist to calm him down.
Relax, I'm not going on a date; it's a bu-"
"I will sue that bich whoever did this," Taehyung curses, entertaining Jungkook, who stares at his eyes before turning red.
How dare you condemn him ? Only I can do and say anything to him; no one else can injure, touch, or abuse him; he's mine, he's he-" Jungkook became enraged and pushed Taehyung into the bed, hovering over him once more.
"Ask forgiveness right now," jungkook uttered, grabbing the back of Taehyung's hair.
he's the mine... no one, no one can blame him for anything, he's good or bad, his life or death, I'll decide, only me, how he breathes, everything," jungkook yelled angrily, striking eye contact with Taehyung.
"Is he your puppy or puppet?" Taehyung asked fiercely.
Jungkook glanced at him and chuckled, "he's my love, but I'm not allowed to love him Tae, so this is his fate to bound with me, with or without his wish he has to be forever mine, cuz I'm forbidden to -" .
"I already hate him." Taehyung murmured, forming Jungkook to cupped his cheeks little harshly and pinned his both hand with no mercy, "No you can't, he's sweet, my sweet" Taehyung's fingers went over Jungkook's soft locks in a tight grip, and he forgot about their relationship and was ready to succumb to Jungkook, who ajar his lips and mimicked his action.
They can both hear their hearts beating so fast, their hot breath fanning across one other's lips, and their noses already touching and stinging from the simple skin contact.
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Stop me," Jungkook whispered on his lips, and the words directly reach Taehyung's mouth, whose eyes were lingered in jungkook's lips but hurriedly gasped in realization of their situation and panicked once more.
