INSIDE. JUNGKOOK'S MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Months have passed, and the atmosphere in the mansion has improved. Taehyung and Jungkook have reached a fragile truce, with Jungkook working to regain Taehyung's trust. However, the progress is fragile. Jungkook's demeanor still carries traces of his past distress.
The living room is dimly lit. Jungkook stumbles in, visibly drunk, his steps unsteady and his expression clouded by alcohol. He knocks over a vase, which shatters on the floor.
JUNGKOOK: (slurred, frustrated) Taehyung! Where are you? I need you!
Taehyung, who had been quietly reading in another room, hears the commotion and rushes in. His face falls as he sees Jungkook in this state.
TAEHYUNG: (calmly but with concern) Jungkook, you’re drunk. Let me help you.
Jungkook glares at Taehyung, his frustration boiling over.
JUNGKOOK: (angrily) No! I don’t want your help! You think you’re so perfect, don’t you?
Jungkook staggers toward Taehyung, his movements erratic. Taehyung tries to steady him, but Jungkook pushes him away, his anger and alcohol clouding his judgment.
TAEHYUNG: (firmly) Please, calm down. You need to sit down.
JUNGKOOK: (yelling) I don’t need to calm down! You don’t get to control me!
Jungkook grabs Taehyung’s arm roughly, his grip painfully tight. Taehyung winces but tries to stay composed.
TAEHYUNG: (pleading) You’re hurting me. Let go!
Despite Taehyung’s pleas, Jungkook’s grip remains unyielding. The old patterns of control and anger begin to resurface, and Taehyung’s anxiety heightens.
JUNGKOOK: (frustrated) You think you can just fix everything? You don’t understand what I’m going through!
Taehyung, clearly distressed, tries to calm Jungkook down but struggles with the intensity of the situation.
TAEHYUNG: (voice trembling) Please, let me help you. We can talk about this.
Jungkook, his anger still simmering, finally lets go of Taehyung but collapses onto the sofa, his energy spent. Taehyung, shaken, moves to clean up the mess and tend to Jungkook.
TAEHYUNG: (softly) Jungkook, please. You’re drunk. Maybe you should sit down.
JUNGKOOK: (angrily) Drunk? So what? You think you’re so important? You’re just my assistant!
Jungkook staggers toward Taehyung, knocking over a lamp. Taehyung takes a step back, trying to avoid confrontation.
TAEHYUNG: (nervously) I’m sorry. I’ll handle it. Just please, calm down.
JUNGKOOK: (yelling) Calm down? No! You’re nothing but a plaything!
Jungkook grabs Taehyung’s arm roughly, shaking him. Taehyung’s face reflects fear and pain. He tries to pull away, but Jungkook’s grip is too strong.
TAEHYUNG: (voice trembling) Stop, please. You’re hurting me.
Jungkook’s anger seems to peak as he shoves Taehyung away. Taehyung stumbles and falls to the floor, tears welling up in his eyes. He curls up, trying to shield himself from further aggression.
JUNGKOOK: (shouting) You think you can get away from me? You’re stuck here!
Jungkook harshly pull Taehyung closer to him
Taehyung, frightened, Jungkook starts unbuttoning his shirt, his intentions clear. Taehyung’s eyes fill with terror.
TAEHYUNG
(frightened)
Please, no...
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Price of Freedom: Taekook's Dark Deal
FanfictionJust a ff please don't take anything seriously 🙂 I don't own the images Also english is not my first language so there might be many errors