Infinite Tsukuyomi (無限月読) //Taekook

Chapter 22

"Why not, Jungkook? Why not kill him?"

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In the stillness of the night, Jungkook stands on the balcony, surrounded by an overwhelming silence, his mind consumed by a storm of thoughts. The darkness within him urges him to erase Tae, to rid himself of the one thing that remains an obstacle. But his mind is a battlefield-What to do? What to do? What to do?

He stares at Tae, whose peaceful sleep seems like a fragile sanctuary in the chaos of his own mind. Without even realizing it, his feet move, carrying him toward the very person he's torn between destroying and protecting.

Jungkook stands frozen, staring down at Tae's sleeping form, the silence in the room suffocating him. His heart pounds, a strange tension rising within him like a tidal wave, threatening to break through. He feels an unbearable pull, a force urging him to act, yet a part of him recoils in confusion.

His hand trembles as it moves toward Tae's face, the conflict raging inside him. What am I doing? His breath hitches as he inches closer, closer to crossing a line he doesn't know how to return from, staring at the delicate skin, the vulnerability, the innocence that is everything he wants to destroy.

Kill him... Kill him now...

The voice of his Alpha , commanding-grows louder, more insistent. Jungkook's pulse races as his fingers curl into a fist, shaking with the weight of the decision. His body betrays him; he's so close, so close to ending it all. To finally silencing the voices, to finally ridding himself of the burden that weighs him down.

No...

But the doubt, the hesitation, gnaws at him. He looks down at his hand-Why am I trembling so much?-as if his very touch would undo everything. A surge of uneasyness rises within him.

What am I waiting for?

In that moment, he feels his mind unravel, like everything inside him is slipping out of control. He could do it. He could end it, end Tae's existence. It would be so easy. But...

He pauses, a fleeting glance at Tae's face, and then his eyes catch the soft rise and fall of his chest, the calmness that eludes him.

In that instant, his mind flashes with a horrifying thought.

If I do this... What will I become?

The question haunts him, yet before he can answer this  his fingers brush again touch Tae's skin, after that his entire body freezes, his chest tightening with a mixture of dread and something darker, something he's terrified to acknowledge. The weight of what he's about to do presses in on him, suffocating him as he hovers between two choices.

Kill him now, or walk away...

And yet, in the stillness of that moment, it feels like he's already lost.

Jungkook was on the verge of losing his mind, his thoughts spiraling in a chaotic whirlwind. He could feel his control slipping, like threads unraveling in the deepest part of his being. Just as he teetered on the edge, he felt it-the subtle shift in the air, the faint movement beside him.

Tae stirred in his sleep, a soft, hesitant murmur escaping his lips as his body twitched slightly. Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, his breath halting as Tae began to stir further.

Tae slowly opened his eyes, the world around him blurred and hazy. As his vision cleared, he saw Jungkook sitting close, his presence looming with an intensity that made the air feel heavier. Confusion flickered in Tae’s half-lidded gaze as he propped himself up slightly, his movements sluggish and cautious.