Bible is the cruelest monster
Jeff is sunshine, but nobody knows his dark side except the bible
Jeff is the one who beat the monster, he wins his heart
Toxic love
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That night, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. Bible came home and immediately sought out Jeff. He found him in their shared bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, his expression distant.
Bible moved closer, leaning in to kiss him. The kiss was familiar, a blend of passion and possession, but tonight, something was different. As the kiss deepened, Jeff suddenly pulled away, turning his head to the side.
Bible froze, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice edged with concern.
Jeff's eyes remained downcast, his hands trembling slightly. "I don't know if any of this is real," he murmured, his voice almost too soft to hear.
Bible's grip tightened on Jeff's waist, a subtle gesture that didn't go unnoticed. Jeff winced, the tension between them palpable.
"What do you mean by that?" Bible's tone was low, a mix of curiosity and underlying frustration.
Jeff took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. "I mean... everything we do, everything we've done... it feels like it's just for pleasure, just... fucked up pleasure," he confessed, each word laced with doubt and confusion. "I don't see anything more."
Bible's eyes darkened, his jaw clenching as he struggled to contain his irritation. "Why are you thinking like this?" he demanded. "I've already told you-you're mine. What we do is real."
Jeff looked up, meeting Bible's gaze with a mixture of hurt and defiance. "But what am I to you, really? You say I'm yours, but what does that mean? Am I just some sex toy you don't want to share, or is there something more?"
The room seemed to grow colder as the silence stretched between them. Bible's eyes flashed with anger, but there was something else there too-hurt, maybe even betrayal.
"You're not a toy," Bible replied, his voice hardening. "You're mine in every way that matters. You're the only one I let close, the only one who gets to see this side of me."
Jeff's brows furrowed, skepticism clouding his expression. "But is that all there is? Just possession? Where do I fit in your life beyond this... whatever this is?"
Bible's frustration boiled over. "You're overthinking, Jeff. You're letting doubts cloud your mind. What we have is real, and you know it."
Jeff stood up, pushing Bible away as he did. "No, I don't know it! All I see is you taking what you want, whenever you want, without caring about how I feel!"
Bible's face twisted in anger, and he took a step closer, his presence looming over Jeff. "I do care about how you feel, but you're making this harder than it needs to be. Why can't you just accept that we're together, that this is real?"
"Because I need more than that!" Jeff shouted back, his voice cracking with emotion. "I need to know that I mean something to you, that I'm not just here for your pleasure!"
The words hung in the air, heavy and raw. Bible's expression shifted, a flicker of something softer, more vulnerable passing across his face. But it was quickly replaced by the hardened mask he usually wore.
"You mean more to me than you realize," Bible finally said, his voice strained. "But if you can't see that, if you don't believe in what we have, then maybe you should fucking stay away from my sight."
The room fell silent, the weight of Bible's words hitting Jeff like a ton of bricks. He didn't know how to respond, didn't know if he wanted to leave , bible heart ached when Jeff silently walked away from him
As Bible spotted Mark sneaking at the door, a wave of anger surged through him. Without a second thought, he stormed towards him, his fist connecting with Mark's face with a sickening thud.
Mark staggered back, stunned, but Bible wasn’t done. He grabbed Mark by the collar, slamming him against the wall. The force knocked the air out of Mark's lungs, and before he could react, Bible's hand was around his throat, squeezing with a ruthless grip.
"WTF are you doing?!" Bible snarled, his voice a deadly whisper as he tightened his hold, lifting Mark slightly off the ground. Mark gasped for air, his eyes wide with fear as he struggled to breathe.
Bible pushed him harder against the wall, using his weight to press Mark's body upwards, making it impossible for him to fight back. "You think you can just spy on us and get away with it?" Bible hissed, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're still alive because my Apo wants you around. Otherwise, you'd be dead meat."
Mark clawed at Bible’s hand, trying to loosen the grip, but Bible’s strength was unyielding. The veins in Mark’s neck bulged as he fought for breath, his vision blurring from the lack of oxygen.
"I don't like Phakphum's dogs sniffing around here," Bible growled, his face inches from Mark's, the intensity of his rage making Mark’s blood run cold. "You have to obey us, Mark. We are the masters, not them."
Mark’s heart pounded in his chest, the reality of his situation crashing down on him. He had underestimated Bible, and now he was paying the price. He nodded frantically, his eyes pleading for mercy.
Seeing the fear in Mark’s eyes, Bible finally released his grip, letting Mark drop to the floor, gasping and coughing as he tried to suck in air. Bible loomed over him, his expression one of cold, calculated menace.
"Remember this, Mark," Bible said, his voice dripping with venom. "You cross me again, and I won't be so forgiving."
Mark nodded again, still struggling to catch his breath, his mind racing with fear and regret. Bible gave him one last contemptuous look before turning on his heel and walking away, leaving Mark crumpled on the floor, shaken and terrified.
