"Think of it like this, doll. You are mine, and I have to make sure you can never run away."
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There's no escape from his 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉.
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Top: Taehyung
Bottom: Jeongguk
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Fuck Kim Taehyung
Jeongguk was still trapped in Taehyung's unrelenting grip, his body stiff with anger and frustration. He could feel the heat radiating off Taehyung, his breath ghosting against his neck, and it only made his fury burn hotter. But before Jeongguk could say another word, a voice broke the tension.
"What are you doing to this poor boy, Taehyungie?"
Jeongguk's head snapped toward the source of the voice. A man, slightly older, with a warm smile and an easy confidence in his stride, was approaching them. His sharp features and brightly lit eyes contrasted with the casual, almost teasing tone of his words.
Taehyung didn't loosen his hold as he replied, his voice cold and dismissive. "None of your business, hyung."
The man ignored Taehyung's tone entirely and stopped a few feet away from them. His gaze landed on Jeongguk, and he smiled wider, offering a hand.
"Hey, pretty boy," the man said, his voice smooth and friendly. "I'm Jung Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi hyung, just like Taehyungie here does."
Jeongguk's jaw tightened. He didn't take the hand or acknowledge the greeting. His cold stare flicked to Taehyung and then back to the man in front of him. Hoseok chuckled softly, lowering his hand without offense, but there was a glint of curiosity in his eyes as he studied Jeongguk.
Taehyung's voice cut through the moment, sharp and commanding. "Take him to his room," he said to one of the men standing nearby.
Before Jeongguk could react, Taehyung leaned in close to his ear, his tone low and dangerous, a whisper meant only for him. "Behave."
The single word sent a chill down Jeongguk's spine, not from fear but from the sheer authority and finality laced in Taehyung's voice.
Jeongguk felt Taehyung's grip finally loosen as one of the men stepped forward, motioning for Jeongguk to follow. Without sparing a glance at anyone—neither Taehyung nor Hoseok—Jeongguk turned on his heel and walked out with the man. His steps were steady, purposeful, as if refusing to show even a flicker of weakness.
Behind him, Hoseok tilted his head, watching Jeongguk leave before turning back to Taehyung. "Well, he's got some fire in him," he remarked, his tone light but curious.
Taehyung didn't respond immediately. His dark eyes followed Jeongguk until he disappeared from sight, his expression unreadable. Then, with a faint smirk playing at the corner of his lips, he finally turned back to Hoseok.
"He'll learn," was all Taehyung said before walking away.
