JEON JUNGKOOK - "Ashes of Obsession"

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As soon as Y/N walked away, something inside Jungkook snapped. The regret that had been gnawing at him just moments ago twisted into something darker, something he had fought so hard to suppress. Anger, raw and overwhelming, surged through him like a tidal wave, drowning out the guilt, the remorse, and even the faint hope he had been clinging to.

Without thinking, he went after her, his footsteps heavy and determined as he followed her back to their room. The calm, controlled man who had been trying to make amends was gone, replaced by the monster he had tried so desperately to cage. His emotions, wild and uncontrollable, clawed their way to the surface, demanding to be unleashed.

When he reached the room, Y/N was standing by the bed, her back turned to him as she tried to steady her breathing. She didn’t hear him come in until it was too late. Jungkook moved swiftly, his anger driving him forward. He grabbed her hand, his grip tight and unyielding, yanking her back toward him with a force that made her gasp.

“Jungkook, stop!” Y/N tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened, his eyes dark with a dangerous intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

He didn’t listen. His emotions had taken control, the rational part of his mind buried beneath a torrent of rage and frustration. He wasn’t thinking; he was reacting, driven by the same dark impulses that had led him to this place, this life, this woman.

Jungkook’s other hand slammed against the wall beside her head, caging her between his arms. His breath was hot and heavy as he leaned in close, his face inches from hers. “You think you can just walk away from me?” he hissed, his voice low and threatening. “You think you can just shut me out like this?”

Y/N’s eyes widened with fear and anger as she struggled against him, but his body was a solid wall, blocking any chance of escape. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the tension in his muscles, and the barely restrained fury in his eyes. The man who had promised to change, who had sought forgiveness, was gone, replaced by the same monster who had forced her into this nightmare.

“Let go of me,” she demanded, her voice trembling but defiant.

But Jungkook wasn’t ready to let go. He wasn’t ready to let her slip away, not when she was the only thing keeping him from losing what little sanity he had left. His grip on her wrist tightened, his knuckles white as he fought to control the storm raging inside him.

“You don’t get to leave,” he growled, his voice barely above a whisper. “You’re mine, Y/N. You belong to me.”

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest, fear mixing with the fury that had been simmering just beneath the surface. “I’m not yours, Jungkook,” she spat back, her voice laced with venom. “I’m not some possession you can control. I’m a person, and you can’t keep me trapped here forever.”

For a moment, her words cut through the fog of anger clouding Jungkook’s mind, bringing him back to the edge of reason. But the monster inside him wasn’t ready to be tamed. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “You’re mine, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make you see that.”

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the dangerous edge in his voice, the possessiveness that had driven him to this point. She could feel his heartbeat against her back, the steady, powerful rhythm a stark contrast to the chaos swirling between them.

“You can try,” she whispered back, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and defiance, “but you’ll never break me, Jungkook. No matter what you do, I won’t be yours.”

Jungkook’s grip faltered for just a moment, her words piercing through the haze of his anger. But then, the rage flared again, consuming him completely. He pushed her harder against the wall, his body pressing into hers as he struggled to regain control, to keep her from slipping away.