TOXIC SEDUCTION 🔞(JIKOOK)🔞

Chapter 17&18

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"Kill me, baby"

Jimin almost screamed out immediately. Who the hell is this lunatic?

What's going on in his fucked up mind?

Does he even have a beating heart?

As their eyes continued mirroring, Jimin couldn't help but feel the darkness surrounding Jungkook again.

Just like the other time at the stadium... Jungkook has that same look in his eyes right now.

It's sinister.

"Cat got your tongue, little fox?" His voice washed over him, and the flickering light above them finally went off with a poof.

The bulb shattered...

"Ahh!" Jimin gasped as the splinters came down on them, but Jungkook quickly covered him, the pieces landing around them.

Jimin quickly released himself from Jungkook and stepped back, looking stiff as he watched the pin that's still stuck on his bloody chest.

Jungkook doesn't even look like he's feeling any pain, and that's ... terrifying.

He's so...so scared, but yet so consumed by him(Jungkook).

"Did you invite me here to kill me?" Jimin muttered.

Jungkook slowly shakes his head.

"Why would I do that? I wouldn't kill you, fox. I want to keep you" he replied, his self-confidence choky.

"You're delusional" Jimin shifted back.

"Explain that" Jungkook replied pointedly, coming closer.

Jimin stepped back again, his back meeting the coldness of the metal door.

Jungkook kept walking to him, and Jimin gasped.

"Don't" Jimin stretched his hand forward, but that didn't stop Jungkook.

"You came closer first. The moment you barged into my house that night" Jungkook replied, stopping in front of him and filling his nose with his clean cinnamon scent.

Jimin held his breath as Jungkook ran his eyes over him, looking at him thoroughly.

"Big as fuck t-shirt, baggy jeans. You wear them almost everyday. Do you like them naturally, or are you actually wearing them to hide those sinful curves under you?" He whispered, and Jimin swallowed.

"It's none of your business, is it?" Jimin spoke, and Jungkook suddenly grabbed him by the throat, snatching his breath just like that night inside his father's study.

"We're not doing this again tonight, let go of me" Jimin said with difficulty, trying to pull his hand away, but Jungkook's like a hound dog.

"I like feisty omegas, but somehow, your sass irks, and it makes me wanna fuck your little cunt till you won't be able to take it anymore" he muttered, and Jimin face turned deep red.

Chills covered him... He's getting triggered.

"Stop talking dirty to me" Jimin muttered.

"What? Is your pants getting soaked?" Jungkook replied, studying his eyes.

"Stop it!" Jimin gagged, and Jungkook slowly let go of his neck.

He almost threw up, but he only retched and looked up.

"Motherfucker" he muttered before opening the door.

"Red" Jungkook said, and Jimin turned back.

"The safe word is Red. You should save it in your memory for next time. You need it, fox" Jungkook said meaningfully.