Innocence Ensnared

chapter 1

Here kook is sitting beside tae who is sleeping not fully slept with a little pout on his pinkish lips...

Kook: (whispering) "Tae, my precious, you're mine. All mine. No one else can ever have you."

Tae: (sleepily) "Mmm...Kook..."

Kook: (possessively) "You're so innocent, so pure. You don't even know how much I love you, do you?"

Tae: (groggily) "Love...Kook..."

Kook: (intensely) "I'll never let anyone hurt you, Tae. You're safe with me. I'll always protect you."

Tae: (sleepily) "Kook...safe..."

Kook's eyes burn with a fierce possessiveness as he gazes at Tae, his voice filled with a mix of love and ownership.

"You're my baby, Tae. My little treasure. And I'll never let you go."

Tae's gentle snores continue, unaware of Kook's intense emotions, but Kook doesn't mind. He's just happy to have Tae all to himself.

Kook: (whispering) "Tae, my love...I never thought I'd fall for my own stepbrother, but here I am."

Tae: (sleepily) "Kook...brother..."

Kook: (smiling) "We may not be related by blood, but you're mine now. My family, my love."

Tae: (groggily) "Kook...love..."

Kook's eyes shine with a mix of emotions - love, possessiveness.....

It's all started when kook was 10 years old

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FLASHBACK

When kook was 10 years old his
Kook's father, Joon, and Tae's mother, Hana, decided to get married for the sake of their children. As single parents, they faced challenges and wanted to provide a stable home for Kook and Tae.

Their marriage was a practical arrangement, focusing on building a secure and supportive environment for their kids. Over time, they developed a strong friendship and mutual respect, but romance was not part of the equation.

At the time tae is little baby so he accepted joon as his father

When Kook first laid eyes on little Tae, he felt an unexpected rush of affection. He was only 10 years old, but something about Tae's big round eyes and toothy grin captivated him.

Kook remembered feeling like he'd been punched in the chest, but in a good way. He couldn't explain it, but he felt a strong connection to this tiny human.

Days passed, and Kook's possessive love for Tae only grew stronger. He couldn't bear the thought of anyone else touching or holding Tae.

Tae, still an innocent baby, would coo and giggle whenever Kook held him close.

Kook: "Tae, my little baby, you're mine. Only mine."

Tae: "Kookkie... _giggle_... wuv you!"

Kook: "I love you too, Tae. More than anything. You're my everything."

Tae: "Kookkie... _babble_... want milk."

Kook: "Of course, baby. I'll feed you. Only I can feed you."

(Kook feeds Tae, his eyes filled with adoration and possessiveness.)

Tae: "Kookkie... _yawn_... sleepy."

Kook: "Shh, baby. Sleep tight. Kookkie's here. Don't worry, I won't let anyone take you away from me."

(Kook rocks Tae to sleep, his grip tightening around him.)

Tae: "Kookkie... _stirring_... want Mommy."

Kook: "No, Tae. Not Mommy. Kookkie. I'm your everything. Don't need anyone else."(Voice laced with hint of possessiveness )

As the days went by, Kook's possessiveness became more intense. He'd whisper to Tae, "You're mine, baby. Only mine. Don't smile at anyone else, don't laugh for anyone else. Only for Kookkie."

Tae, still a baby, couldn't understand the complexity of Kook's emotions. He'd giggle and coo, unaware of the depth of Kook's possessiveness.

One day, while their parents were busy, Kook took Tae to his room. He locked the door and held Tae close, his eyes burning with intensity.

"Tae, my baby, promise me you'll never leave me. Promise me you'll always be mine," Kook whispered, his voice trembling.

Tae, sensing Kook's emotions, looked up at him with big round eyes. "Kookkie... wuv you," he babbled.

Kook's face lit up with a fierce joy. "I love you too, Tae. Forever and always. You're mine."

(Kook's grip on Tae tightened, his possessiveness consuming him whole.)

As the years passed, Kook's possessiveness never faded. He controlled every aspect of Tae's life, dictating what he wore, who he played with, and even what he ate.

Tae, now a toddler, began to feel suffocated by Kook's grip. He'd try to assert his independence, but Kook would tighten his hold.

"Tae, don't go near him! He's not good for you!" Kook would shout, his eyes blazing with jealousy.

Tae would cower, unsure of what to do. He loved Kookkie, but he wanted to explore the world beyond his grasp.

One day, while their parents were out, Tae made a break for it. He toddled out of the room, determined to discover what lay beyond.

Kook's face turned white with rage. "Tae, come back here! You can't leave me!"

Kook's anger boiled over as he chased after Tae. He scooped him up, holding him tight as Tae struggled to break free.

"Tae, you can't leave me! I won't let you!" Kook's voice was low and menacing, his eyes flashing with a fierce possessiveness.

Tae, scared and overwhelmed, began to cry. "Kookkie, no! Want down!"

But Kook wouldn't let go. He held Tae close, his grip like a vice.

Just then, their parents walked in, alerted by Tae's cries. "Kook, what's going on?" their mother asked, concern etched on her face.

Kook's expression softened, but his hold on Tae didn't loosen. "Tae was just... um... trying to get into mischief. I was just protecting him."

Their father's eyes narrowed. "Kook, you need to learn to let go. Tae needs space to grow."

But Kook's possessiveness had taken root, and he couldn't imagine a life without Tae by his side, under his control.

Days passed Tae continued to live in a world shaped by Kook's possessiveness. He didn't know any better, and his innocence made him vulnerable to Kook's control.

Kook dictated every aspect of Tae's life, from what he wore to who he befriended. Tae's days blended together in a haze of conformity, his thoughts and feelings suppressed.

One day, as Tae prepared for school, Kook's eyes narrowed. "Tae, don't forget, you're mine. Don't talk to anyone I don't approve of."

Tae nodded, his eyes cast down. "Yes, Kookkie."

Kook's grip on Tae's arm tightened. "Remember, I'm always watching. Always."

Tae's heart raced, but he didn't know how to escape. He was trapped in a web of Kook's making, with no way out.

As Tae walked out the door, Kook's eyes followed him, his mind racing with ways to keep Tae under his control. Tae's innocence made him the perfect pawn in Kook's game of possession.