Someone to me

Part 7

At night...

Jungkook was sitting on the bed while scrolling on my phone when Taehyung walked into his room, his footsteps quiet on the carpeted floor. The dim light cast shadows on his chiseled features, making him appear even more imposing than usual. He stopped just inside the doorway, his piercing gaze locked onto Jungkook as he approached the bed. Taehyung voice was a low purr, sending shivers down Jungkook's spine. His grip tightened around Jungkook's wrist, pulling him closer until their bodies were mere inches apart. He could see the fear in Jungkook's eyes, but it only served to stoke the flames of his own desire. His lips curled into a cruel smile as he saw Jungkook's pupils dilate, his breath hitching in anticipation. He leaned in closer, his hot breath ghosting over Jungkook's ear as he whispered

T: Now, where were we?

As Jungkook trembled under his touch, Taehyung's free hand slid up his thigh, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He could feel the heat radiating off Jungkook's skin, the rapid pulse beating in his neck. It was intoxicating, knowing he held such power over the other man.

J : Taehyung stop I don't want this

T : you know why I married you right ?

J : but it's not my fault

T : exactly my mom and dad we're also innocent, was being innocent their fault?

Taehyung's eyes narrowed as he studied Jungkook's face, searching for any sign of defiance. But all he found was fear and uncertainty, exactly what he wanted. He released Jungkook's wrist abruptly, stepping back to observe him better.

T: You're right, none of us asked for this.

He admitted, his voice softening slightly.

T: But we still have to deal with it, don't we?

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed Jungkook's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.

T: And trust me, darling, I will make you suffer like my parents did

J: how ca..

Interrupting Jungkook mid-sentence, Taehyung pressed his thumb against Jungkook's lips, silencing him. His grip on Jungkook's chin tightened, almost painfully so. He leaned in close, his lips hovering just inches away from Jungkook's

T: Shut up.

He commanded, his voice a dangerous whisper.

T: You've caused enough trouble already.

Jungkook pushed Taehyung away

J: I have something to talk about, but I don't think you'll care less

Taehyung's eyes flashed with anger as Jungkook pushed him away. He stepped forward, closing the distance between them once again.

T: Care less? You dare imply that after everything I've done for you?

His voice rose, echoing off the walls of the bedroom. He grabbed Jungkook's shoulders, his fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to bruise.

T: Speak freely, then. Let's hear how ungrateful you really are.

J: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, NOTHING, KIM YOU FUCKING USED ME!!

The words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the reality they were trapped in. Taehyung stared at Jungkook, his gaze icy and unforgiving. He released his hold on Jungkook's shoulder, taking a step back.

T: Nothing?

He repeated, a cruel smirk playing on his lips.

T: That's where you're wrong, darling. I've done plenty.