--" Your body is mine, every part of it, and no one else's. Do you hear me?
He asked, shaking Jungkook slightly.
--" I CAN'T STAND IT WHEN SOMEONE ELSE TOUCHES YOU! IT DRIVES ME MAD!
Taehyung added as his teeth were clenched in anger.
After deliveri...
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Reading this particular comment I was rolling on the floor laughing so hard that my mom had to hit me with a flying chappal (sandal) ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
OKAY, LET'S ENJOY THE STORY, YOU GUYS HAVE WAITED FOR ETERNITY 😁
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Jungkook was sitting alone in his room. Nothing felt right! Who would enjoy such a confined life? It wasn’t that Jungkook used to roam freely before either. Even before, he had to spend almost all times indoors. But back then, things were different. Like, his father was there, his mother was there, and Jisoo was there! Jungkook used to spend time with them, or sing and do his favourite activities. But now, he was locked up entirely! No one was allowed to meet him! He wasn’t even allowed to leave the room. Taehyung had just left for a conference in their home’s conference room a while ago. Before leaving, he strictly instructed Jungkook not to step outside.
Jungkook paced inside the room, restless with this confined life. “That arrogant devil won’t even let me talk to anyone!” he muttered as he walked toward the balcony. That’s when his eyes landed on a guitar, with a stunning black stone embedded in white. It was impossibly beautiful and sparkling clean. Jungkook had always loved guitars, and if it was a new one, even better! His face brightened with a wide smile as he picked up the guitar. He had no idea why the arrogant man had left such a beautiful guitar lying around like that. Jungkook began to strum, producing soft, sweet sounds from the guitar.
--" Wow, this guitar is amazing! There’s something soothing about it's sound.
Jungkook murmured while strumming the guitar.
--" I’ve always wanted a guitar like this! Dad had promised to bring me one from London after Jimin hyungie’s wedding! But that didn’t happen.
He became sad for a moment but then cheered up again, thinking, "Since it’s here, I can play it during my free time." With that thought, he focused on playing the guitar again.
After a long time, Jungkook felt better, having found something he loved. Suddenly, he felt a strong pull on his hand, making him jump in fear. His joy evaporated as he looked ahead and froze in fear.
Taehyung had returned from his conference early. He couldn’t bear to be away from Jungkook for even a minute, especially knowing that Jungkook must be getting bored alone in the room. So, he had quickly wrapped up the meeting and rushed back to the room. As he entered with a smile, his face fell when he saw Jungkook holding the old guitar. His mood instantly darkened, and fear crept into his heart. If Jungkook recognised it... No, Taehyung couldn’t let that happen. He had hidden it away, hoping it wouldn’t catch Jungkook’s eye. He had even told the cleaning staff to throw it far away, but that useless cleaner must have forgotten. For this, the cleaner would face punishment. Taehyung would never let the past come to light.
