Over the next few days, strange things continued to happen. Taehyung would find Jungkook in different positions around the house, as if the doll had moved on its own. At first, he Always dismissed it as his imagination playing tricks, but soon, the occurrences became too frequent to ignore.
One night, as taehyung came back home , he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Perplexed, he cautiously approached the door and peeked inside.
To his shock, he saw a beautiful, ethereal boy standing in the shower, water cascading down his slender body. The boy's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled shyly at Taehyung.
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"Who are you?" Taehyung asked, his voice trembling slightly. The boy stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. "I'm Jungkook," he replied softly. "I've been waiting for you."
Taehyung's mind reeled. This had to be some kind of prank or hallucination. "I don't understand," he stammered. "You're a doll. How are you...real?" Jungkook stepped closer, his eyes filled with a deep longing. "I was a cursed soul, trapped in that doll for decades. But now, I'm free, and I'm here for you, Taehyung. I love you."
Taehyung's head spun. This was too much to process. "I...I don't know what to say. This is all so surreal." Jungkook reached out and gently cupped Taehyung's face. "Please, let me stay with you. I have nowhere else to go. I promise I'll take care of you, love you like no one else can."
Against his better judgment, Taehyung found himself nodding. Maybe it was the loneliness of being in the old house alone, or maybe it was the sincerity in Jungkook's eyes,Or some MAZE but he couldn't bring himself to turn the boy away. "Okay," he said softly. "You can sta for a while."
Over the next few weeks, Jungkook became Taehyung's constant companion. He cooked delicious meals, kept the house spotless, and showered Taehyung with affection. At first, Taehyung tried to resist Jungkook's advances, but the boy's unwavering devotion began to chip away at his resolve. Late at night, as they lay together in bed, Jungkook would whisper sweet nothings, his breath hot against Taehyung's skin. "I love you, Taehyung. I'd do anything for you. Anything at all."
But even as Jungkook's love consumed him, Taehyung couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Jungkook's obsession was becoming suffocating, his eyes taking on a manic glint when he looked at Taehyung. One night, desperate for a break, Taehyung snuck out of the house and went to a club in town. He needed to feel normal again, to forget about the strange boy who had invaded his life.
As he nursed a drink at the bar, a pretty girl approached him, her eyes sparkling with interest. "Hey, handsome. Want to dance?" Taehyung hesitated for a moment, but then shrugged. What harm could it do? On the dance floor, the girl pressed her body against his, her hands roaming over his chest.In a drunken haze, Taehyung let her lead him to a back room. Just as she was about to kiss him, the door burst open. Taehyung saw the girl's eyes go wide with fear. Blood began splattering the walls.
