Hi everyone!
I made this to all you BTS FF lovers out there! The story containes a man (Jeon Jungkook) and a girl (Lee Y/n), who met at a college in South Korea. They both fell in love at first sight, but they didnt quite have a good start at their...
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A mischievous grin formed on Jungkook's lips. He looked up at his friends, who took small steps in circles flipping their hands through their hair, sighing relived. They all looked at Jungkook with a look that said, 'was that really necessary'. He raised his eyebrows at them and chuckled before placing his gun in his shoulder holsters, placed at the left side of his chest. He shook his head, before gazing up at Taehyung who he had just aimed his gun at. They both stared at each other in the eyes, and Jungkook could clearly see the fear which filled Taehyung.
Jk: "Fear...the only way to get him to talk, as usual." he said, before turning on his heel and walking out of the room as he fixed his sleeves, pulling them up under his elbow.
// Time skip - Three days later at school \\
You were silently sitting at a table in the corner of the school library, reading a book about a young woman who fell in love with a kind, handsome man whom she at a flower field in the mountains. It was a nice book, a romantic one able to pull you out of your sad thoughts and drag you to a beautiful and peaceful magical place. Like a Magic shop in paper.
It has been three days since last time you saw Eunwoo under the cruel claws of Jungkook. It was a wonder that you hadn't seen Jungkook for this long of a time as he seemed quite obsessed with you three days ago, but what did you know he could be watching you from afar as the creep he was. You started to worry about your poor friend's health. 'Was he sick, or worse... dead? Had Jungkook hurt him after you left?' You didn't know, didn't want to know the truth either. As you knew you had to go to Jungkook to get that information.
Ever since that day, when you found Jungkook in the basement torturing Eunwoo in ways not able to be explained in words, you had tried to avoid him even when you didn't know if he was even there to be avoided. You just wanted to get away from him, as far away as possible. The same Jungkook whom you thought was this flirty, heart-robber, who turned out to be the dangerous monster who doesn't care if he gets dirty blood on his hands. No matter what...
You stopped reading your book as you felt a presence next to you. You took your gaze of the page you were reading with a smile, since it was a romantic scene. Careful, you turned your head slowly to the side to see a familiar big well build body, looking at you with a playful smirk.
You frowned and your smile faded as you looked this familiar person in the eyes who interrupted your reading time. It was... Jungkook.
Yn: (Sigh) "What do you want? Hmm?... Haven't you put enough trauma on me?!"
Jungkook didn't respond to your questions. He just scoffed at the way you look while being annoyed, as he enjoyed it; you were different.
"Missed me little one?"
"And why would I miss you?"
"I don't know, did you?"
"No!"
"You hurt my feelings little one, what a meany"
"Good, then you know how I feel... prick"
Standing up from your seat, you were about to leave the library as you didn't have time to listen to his bullshit anymore. Instead, you stumbled backwards as you felt a tight grip holding on your hair pushing you to the ground. Your elbow was the first to hit the harsh floor and you felt a huge pain from your shoulder. You could feel the stinging pain on your hip being bruised from the fall. Tears started welling up in your eyes from the pain, while your voice were filled with painful sobs and wheezes. You tried to push yourself up from the floor, placing your hands under your chest, but your body felt to heavy, and you fell on your face making you squeeze your eyes together.
Two heavy steps walked over to you watching your body move in pain. You looked up with your blurring eyesight from the tears in your eyes. You blinked once, then once more wiping your tears slightly making you able to see Jungkook squat down to your height, poking inside his cheek with the tip of his tongue in annoyance. He tilted his head at you and squinted his eyes. You once more tried to get back on your feet. Struggling, you were able to push your upper body from the floor, but a hard kick to the waist made you fall to the side. Hitting your head harshly to the floor, you pulled your knees up to your chest, holding your hands tightly at your waist where he kicked you.
Jungkook, whom were the culprit. The boy who kicked your already hurt body to the ground scoffed as you curled up to a ball in pain. Sobbing loud while tears fell from your eyes.
Jk: "You better fu**ing watch your dirty mouth Y/n!" He said with a frown "Or else I'll make your life feel like hell!!"
Yn: "Arhh... FU*K YOU JUNGKOOK!!" you squeaked in pain.
He cursed at you, crouching down on his knees and looking you in the eyes angrily as he gritted his teeth once again grabbed you by the hair and made you face him. Without thinking twice, you raised your hands and grabbed his wrist, eagerly trying to release his grip but to no avail. Clearly, he was much stronger than you and only increased his grip on your hair harder, causing you to hiss in pain.
Jk: "Aishh... You little piece of shit! I should just kill you right here, right now. But you know what, this is much more fun to watch little one. Be ready for your fu**ing punishment you little shit!!" he yelled before releasing his grip harshly making you twist your head to the floor.
He stood up, stomping his feet angry to the floor which made an echo in the silent library as he walked away from your bruised body. You looked up to see him walk away from you, towards the exit. A relived sigh escaped your mouth when you heard the library door unlock and smash closed, he had left.
With pain filling your body, you yelped for help but got no response. You raised your head, looking around trying to find something to hold on to for help to stand up. Standing behind you were a bookshelf. At once you raised your right hand to one of the shelves and pulled your body up as hard as you could, making you able to stand on your knees. You breathed in heavily before pulling on the shelf once more getting your knees up from the floor. Finally, you stood straight even when you felt like falling. Your body felt weak, and your head stung in pain from the fall. Dizzy and tired, you limped to your bag, but you stepped wrong and fell on top of your desk hitting your chest harshly to the edge of the table. You screamed in pain holding your hand to your chest.
