ABUSE || [ Jk Ft V BTS FF] KIM TAEHYUNG, JEON JUNGKOOK.

My Aishtray

* Jungkook is roaming around the sofa... His frustration growing with each passing second. His eyes are red with anger as he taps his on his cheek to calm down*

Jungkook : " I'll ask one last time. Did you slept with him?

* He asked turning towards y/n. Her breathing got stuck in her throat....her fragile face filled with bruises looked towards jungkook*

Y/n: " I d.. didn't. Please don't th..think like this"

* The very next moment jungkook roll up his sleeves and punched her face causing her to fall down on ground....
Loud cry left her mouth..she clunched on her dress tightly*

Jungkook: " YOUR HUSBAND GOES TO WORK AND YOU GO TO MEET ANOTHER MEN BEHIND HIS BACK!"

* He kicked her uncontrollably. Her loud screams echoed in hall. Her cryings got louder and louder*

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Taehyung heart sank and the shakey breaths left his mouth realising the reality of himself

"I could hear her yet again. Her fragile body that i wanted to cherish and love. I wanted to comfort her in my arms but I can't"

"Am i that weak?"

"Am i that miserable?"

"Can't i save someone that saved my life and hopes to live"

...

morning was itchy and unsettling despite the snow month of December. I walked around the kitchen with my bare feets flattering on the white marble of floor that is cold.

I turned up the toaster onn and crushed white eggs on round bowl... My eyes stopped on it...i could see the perfections as it's.... it's just.. so round. Are things always this perfect? Or just things are t-

" No no no... you don't need to worry. Goverment officers are usually like this. A little hectic and pain in head "

Y/n stopped her movements for a moment which later continue as taking into toasted bread in her hands....her ears heard her husband voice fading away as the heavy steps of his black shoes lifting on the floor walks to nearest porch of backyard garden.

It's her routine. She don't even remember that how many times she looked around the stuff and little things And have thought meticulously about them numerous times
the voice of JUNGKOOK phoot steps drums in her ear making her shiver to her core.

His eyes flickers towards her as he took seat on the chair. Y/n made her movements with her hands and served him breakfast without making an eye contact...her hairs were covering her half side of face in a gentle way but behind them the dark reality is printed leaving the marks of it as if winter have left but with the glimplims of snow behind.

She stood there without moving as she completed swerving the breakfast in his plate. Jungkook continues eating while scrolling through his important files.

After a while he finished the rest of the food in his plate. Y/n made her movements towards him approaching him with his black coat and the breifcase he carries to work...he likes to keep it authentic.

He was about to walk off the house as his long fingers travelled through the metalic keys of car.

" Gro.. groceries"

Her little voice made him stop on his tracks. His eyes flattered on the watch on his right hand

" Hm get the list by evening"

He was about to walk off the house but he took deep breaths and swallows his salaiwa through his vein neck.....he turns around and approaching her ..he held her wrist and smiled nervously yet calmly.

Her hands got twisted from inside..she felt like hugging herself tightly. His eyes followed her eyes.. meeting her blue emerald eyes with his orbs.

" Do you need something specific for yourself?. Anything necessary pad or something?"

His calming voice came out of his voice cords. She shooked her head as she looked down.. avoiding his gaze.

He slowly left her wrist and leaned down to kiss her cheek. He caressed her cheek with his knuckles. And leaned in more towards her ears.

Jk: " miss me hm. You know I love you hm?"

He spoke and stand back kissing her forehead he gently caressed her hairs.

She nodded as they walked out of house as usual to the car...after that she stepped her flattering slippers back in the house that she don't feel belongs to her.

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Taehyung stood in his kitchen. He slides knife through the drawer while taking onto a fresh tomato he sliced it out. He's preparing his favourite dish that became his favourite 3 years ago.

He chuckled as he decorated the plate on kitchen counter. He took both plates in his each hand and walked towards his coffe table near window. The old opera song continues to ring in his ears from the old tape radio with a small caset inside it.

He placed both plates in front of chairs on table. He took seat down on chair and was about to eat but he hit his own head. He does it whenever he do any mistakes.

He quickly opened his phone screen and went to gallery. Picking one picture.. he puts the phone near the another plate.

He then smiled and starts eating . Everyday he eats this dish in order to have feelings that someone else he loves is enjoying the sweet breakfast made by his hands with him.

I miss the aishtray...not because I liked putting my smoked cigrate in it. I miss it because i never forgot about the person who stopped me from touching that.
                            ~~~ Taehyung. 🎀

---      A story by  darkimgination7

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