𝗢𝗯𝗲𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗛𝗶𝗺 || 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘂•

14 (!!)

Warning: Sexual assault/Raping
(Kindly skip this chapter of you're uncomfortable)

Jungkook grips on Taehyung's shoulder tightly, his eyes intense as they lock onto those rosy lips again, his heart pounding with a mix of desire and uncertainty. The air between them crackles, charged with unspoken tension, every second stretching unbearably, as if the world is holding its breath for what might happen next.

"Hell. . .you're addictive," Jungkook mutters, his voice low and rough, a groan escaping his lips as his grip on Taehyung tightens.

Without a second thought, Jungkook starts unbuttoning Taehyung's shirt, his movements frantic and almost reckless, more like ripping it off, his breaths heavy with urgency.

Taehyung throws desperate kicks, struggling against the handcuffs binding his hands, but it's futile. Jungkook's massive frame and strong grip overpower every attempt, leaving Taehyung breathless and trapped.

Jungkook licks his lips, his eyes dark with hunger as he takes in the smooth, flawless skin Taehyung had been hiding beneath those damn oversized clothes. Without hesitation, he climbs on top of Taehyung's struggling body, pressing his weight down just enough to pin his legs, leaving him completely at Jungkook's mercy. He leans down, pressing soft, lingering kisses along Taehyung's slender neck, his lips brushing against the delicate skin. Jungkook inhales deeply, savoring the younger's scent like a wild
animal intoxicated by its prey.

Taehyung keeps struggling, his futile attempts only fueling Jungkook's irritation.

"H-Hyung, please... l-let me go... I swear I won't tell anyone," Taehyung pleads, his voice trembling and barely audible. But
Jungkook's eyes darken at the words, and he sinks his teeth into Taehyung's collarbone, earning a sharp gasp.

"Shh. . .After I'm done with you, you won't even be able to open your mouth, let alone telling anyone," Jungkook whispers, his husky voice dripping with dominance.

Jungkook grips Taehyung's chin firmly, forcing him to meet his lustful gaze. Slowly, he leans in, his breath brushing against Taehyung's trembling bloody lips, ready to claim them. But just as their faces are mere inches apart, Taehyung turns his head away, dismissing him. The defiance makes Jungkook chuckle darkly his blood boiling with rage and frustration.

"So, you won't give in, huh? Guess I'll have to force you then," Jungkook growls, his voice cold and unforgiving. Suddenly, he lands a rough slap on Taehyung's cheek again the sharp sound echoing as Taehyung cries out, his voice trembling like a hopeless victim.

Jungkook stands, his expression unreadable as he walks out of the room, leaving Taehyung alone in his misery. Tears stream down Taehyung's face as he desperately tries to cover his exposed body, but the restraints on his hands make it impossible, leaving him defeated.

Moments later, Jungkook strides back into the room, his bare hand clutching a syringe filled with clear liquid. His steps are deliberate, his gaze locked onto Taehyung as he approaches the bed with his creepy demeanour.

Jungkook put the syringe on the nightstand and slowly start unbuttoning his own shirt. His eyes locked in Taehyung's glassy ones as he starts unbuckling his belt. Throwing the belt on the bed beside Taehyung, Jungkook pulls down his sweatpant leaving himself only in boxers making Taehyung's face pale since he knows what's coming next.

"Are you afraid?" Jungkook coos, a twisted grin forming as he watches Taehyung's reaction. In one swift motion, he hovers over him, gripping the syringe tightly. Pinning Taehyung down, he ensures again that he can't so much as twitch a leg.

"That's right... you should be afraid," Jungkook growls, a sinister edge in his voice. He lets out a low groan before gripping Taehyung's throat tightly and driving the syringe into his neck, piercing straight into his veins.