NEVER LET GO (TAEKOOK)

6 - The Tension Boils Over ( R-rated)

Trigger Warning Content

The car skidded to a halt outside a secluded, rundown house, its tires kicking up a cloud of dust in the dim twilight. Jungkook barely gave the place a second glance as he threw open the car door and stormed out, his face a mask of barely contained rage.

Taehyung followed, his expression just as stormy, but with an air of defiance that only seemed to fuel the tension between them.

They had barely made it inside before the argument reignited, flaring up like a fire that had been smoldering for too long.

"What the hell is this place?"

Taehyung snapped, his voice dripping with disdain as he took in the cobweb-covered corners and the faded wallpaper peeling off the walls.

Jungkook didn't bother to look at him, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

"It's a house. We're safe here. That's all that matters."

Taehyung scoffed, kicking at a broken chair as he wandered further into the room.

"Safe? In this dump? Whose idea was this?"

Jungkook's temper was already frayed, and Taehyung's tone grated on his nerves like sandpaper.

"It was Suga's idea. This was his ex's place."

At that, Taehyung's lips curled into a sneer.

"Suga's ex? What, another failed relationship? Guess it runs in the family."

Jungkook's patience snapped. He whirled on Taehyung, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Shut up, Taehyung."

But Taehyung wasn't done. He stepped closer, his voice lowering to a taunting whisper.

"You think you're any better? Your whole family is a fucking mess. None of you can keep your shit together, can you ?"

Jungkook's breathing grew heavier, his hands trembling with the effort to keep his anger in check.

"I said shut up."

But Taehyung didn't stop. He never did.

''You're just like them, Jungkook. You're weak. Pathetic. A coward hiding behind your family's name."

The words hit Jungkook like a physical blow, and something inside him snapped. Without thinking, he grabbed Taehyung by the throat and shoved him against the wall, his grip tightening as he forced Taehyung to meet his gaze.

"You think you can just run your mouth and get away with it?" Jungkook snarled, his voice low and dangerous.

Taehyung's eyes flashed with defiance, even as he gasped for breath.

"Fuck you, Jungkook.''

Jungkook's grip tightened, his anger turning his vision red.

"I'm done with your bullshit, Taehyung.''

With one swift motion, Jungkook forced Taehyung down to his knees, his hand still gripping his throat. Taehyung's hands clawed at Jungkook's wrist, but his strength was no match for the fury driving Jungkook's actions.

"You want to run that mouth of yours?''

Jungkook's voice was a deadly whisper as he unzipped his pants, his anger and desire intertwining in a dark, twisted knot.

"Let's see how you use it."

Before Taehyung could react, Jungkook ripped every piece of clothing from his body, leaving only his underwear intact. The sound of fabric tearing filled the tense silence, and the sight of Taehyung, stripped bare except for his last shred of dignity, made Jungkook's anger flare even hotter.