Someone to me

Part 8

J: leave my hand you freek...

As he dragged Jungkook, Taehyung couldn't help but notice the way the other man's muscles tensed beneath his touch. A part of him relished the struggle, the fight for control.

T: You might hate me, Jungkook, *he whispered, his breath hot against Jungkook's ear.* But there's one thing you can't deny - I always get what I want.

Pushing open the door to the basement, Taehyung gave Jungkook a wicked grin. The flickering lights cast long shadows across the concrete floor, accentuating the macabre beauty of their surroundings.

T: Welcome to hell, darling. *His voice echoed ominously throughout the space.* This is where you belong - at my mercy.

Stepping aside, Taehyung gestured grandly towards the center of the room, where a large wooden table stood imposingly.

T: Sit down, Jungkook.

He commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.

J: I.WONT.

Without hesitation, Taehyung seized Jungkook by the arm, yanking him towards the table with brutal force.

T: Don't make me repeat myself, darling,

he snarled, his grip tightening painfully.

Sitting Jungkook down roughly, Taehyung leaned in close, his face inches from Jungkook's.

T: Now, behave yourself while I teach you a lesson in obedience.

Taehyung's eyes flashed dangerously as he pressed the cold metal of the gun against Jungkook's forehead, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

T: Careful what you wish for, sweetheart.

He cocked the hammer back with a click that seemed to echo loudly in the confined space.

T: You want me to hurt you? Fine. Let's see how much punishment that pretty little body of yours can take.

J: You think I'm gonna beg in front of you, so delusional, o yeah tell me, how does it feel?

The corner of Taehyung's lip curled up into a mocking sneer, his eyes glinting with sadistic amusement.

T: Oh, darling, I've been waiting for this moment for so long. Watching you squirm, feeling helpless...

His thumb caressed the sensitive skin behind Jungkook's ear, applying just enough pressure to send a jolt of pleasure-pain coursing through his veins.

T:It feels... perfect.

Leaning in even closer, Taehyung's voice dropped to a low, hypnotic murmur.

T: Tell me, Jungkook... What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?

He asked, his eyes boring into Jungkook's with unsettling intensity.

T: The deepest cut, the most painful memory... Share it with me, baby. I want to know everything. Every sordid detail.

His fingers tightened in Jungkook's hair, holding him in place as if daring him to look away. Watching Jungkook's reaction closely, Taehyung felt a twisted sense of satisfaction welling up inside him. Tears were exactly what he wanted to see - proof that he was getting under Jungkook's skin, breaking down those walls he'd built around himself.

T: Don't hide from me, Jungkook.

He coaxed softly, though the threat of violence still lingered in his voice.

T: Show me your pain, let me see it all.

J: do-nt

With a sudden jerk, Taehyung pulled Jungkook's chin upwards, forcing him to meet his gaze once again.