He pursed his lips tight and painstakingly swallowed the fishy liquid down his throat.
The burning on his eyes, his gland and his entire body surged up like a tidal wave. He felt like he was standing inside a lit cauldron surrounded by high-intensity flame. Yet his soul was freezing, so cold with dread... for Jungkook's eyes had not changed.
He was still staring at Jimin like he was a dead prey, his doe eyes steely and indifferent. Even though his limbs were bound, his face muzzled and he was literally in a deadlocked situation, he did not look weak at all. Instead, he still gave off the domineering aura of a predator. A bloodthirsty beast. As if he was just biding his time to pounce over and destroy his enemy.
Looking at him like this filled Jimin with utter fear. It turned his scalp numb and made his heart tightened as if an invisible hand was crushing it. He was afraid... so terribly afraid that he would not be able to bring Jungkook back. Moreover, he was most afraid that... he would not be able to see those doe eyes brimming with love and tender affection for him anymore...
Tentatively, he reached out to gently place his hand over Jungkook's. His movement was exceedingly careful as if he was handling a very precious porcelain. "Hyung..." his voice was barely a whisper. "It's me, Jimin. Can you hear me?"
Jungkook's hand grew tense, but aside from that, he did not give any other reaction. His gaze did not falter either. However, the mere fact that he was staying still without attacking was more than enough to send a surge of joy and relief blooming in Jimin's heart.
Hyung acting like this... did it mean that he could hear me?
As if injected by a dose of courage, Jimin took another step further. He came close to Jungkook's side and slowly leaned over him, intending to release his own pheromones first to calm Jungkook down. His breathing was ragged as thin sweat covered his skin from head to toe. It was getting harder and harder to think clearly under Jungkook's alienated gaze, thus Jimin acted purely based on instinct.
He wanted to get close to Jungkook, wanted to scent him and mark him with his own pheromones...
But then, something shocking happened just as Jimin's head closed in on the crook of Jungkook's neck.
The Alpha, who had been keeping himself still all this while, suddenly sprung his upper body up with unstoppable momentum!
The steel bed frame shook as Jungkook strained his limbs against the leather belts. He was fast, so fast that Jimin could not guard against his attack. He only heard the sound of IV stands crashing to the floor and saw a shadow flashing in front of his eyes and the next second, something caught him by the neck. Hard.
"Urgh-" A strained grunt escaped his lips as Jungkook tightened his grip around his neck. Jimin's eyes widened and his breath stuttered, utterly shocked by this sudden turn of events.
Jungkook was sitting on the bed, his movement unhindered. How...?
It took Jimin a while to register that the binding around Jungkook's wrists had loosened. They had long become loose even before he entered this room. And Jungkook was just pretending in order to wait for the perfect time to bring him under mercy...
Jimin drew in a breathless gasp. Right now, he had no idea which hurt the most-- his suffocating neck, his throbbing gland, or his heart. Everywhere hurt. It hurt so much. Seeing Jungkook looking at him with those murderous, foreign emotions in his eyes was crushing his heart to pieces.
The tears he had been painstakingly holding back all this time finally fell, sliding down his flushed cheek and dripping onto the Alpha's hand. "Jung... Kook..." he tried to call out in between gasping breaths.
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Intertwined: Two fates | Book:-1 | Jikook | ✔
Mystery / Thriller{Completed} A major accident seven years ago had stolen Jeon Jungkook's memory away from him, wiping it so clean that the only things he were left with were only his name, numerous scars all over his body and a nasty side effect as a result of the a...
