Seductive Desires [JJK] #2

Ch 7 𓆩🖤𓆪

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Third Person's POV:

His mind was spiraling out of control as he watched her. Her happiness felt like a personal attack, a thorn in his side that festered with every smile she flashed.

He couldn't pinpoint why her joy made him so unhappy but it brewed a storm of emotions within him driving him to the brink of madness. The urge to hate her, break her and kill her surged through his veins like poison. Just the sight of her was enough to set his teeth on edge.

He clenched his eyes shut, rolling his tongue along the smooth texture of the walls of his mouth attempting to ground himself. His hands pressed down hard on his thighs. The room felt stifling when he remembered the feeling of her lips on his own.

He needed a distraction.

In his desperation, Jungkook turned his head glancing over his shoulder. His gaze fell on a young boy possibly a high schooler who was standing alone in the corner. The boy's outfit was striking - a crop top barely covering his midriff, topped with a thick red jacket that seemed too warm for the room's temperature.

But it wasn't the boy that captured Jungkook's interest. No, it was the small bag of white powder in the boy's hand, the substance he was sniffing with such an expression of bliss.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed recognizing the thing immediately. Drugs.

A wry smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It was what he needed right now something to obliterate his thoughts and help him forget everything.

Without hesitation Jungkook stood up feeling the tension in his muscles coiling and ready to snap. He began to make his way towards the boy. As he approached the young boy, the boy looked up meeting Jungkook's intense gaze.

"What?" The intoxicated boy asked. His voice was slurred and eyes unfocused. There was no fear in his gaze, no hesitation. Instead he seemed utterly oblivious to the chaos around him lost in his own world of delusion created by drugs.

His scent was overwhelming like a nauseating mix of something rotten and the pungent stench of alcohol. Jungkook's nose scrunched up involuntarily at the overpowering odor but he remained rooted to the spot. His gaze was fixed on the small plastic bag in the boy's hand.

The boy noticed Jungkook's stare and followed his line of sight, a lazy lopsided grin spreading across his face. "You want this?" He held up the small plastic bag letting it dangle between his fingers as if it were a mere trinket.

Jungkook simply nodded.

The boy's laughed sheepishly. Without a word he handed it over to Jungkook. The plastic felt cool and slick in Jungkook's palm. He could see the fine white powder through the translucent material.