TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

THE BROTHER'S SECRET ❤️🔞💦 ( PART-3)

Jungkook said staring at him in confused mock, his eyes narrowing in disgust. "You've really done it this time, haven't you?" He chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "You've engaged to that...that...Mia, and now soon she'll be your wife." His voice dripped with venom as he spat out the words.

Taehyung felt a shiver run down his spine as Jungkook's eyes seemed to bore into his soul. He knew he was trapped, caught in a web of his own deceit.

Jungkook took a step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "So, it will still be a secret, won't it? The secret that you fuck your own brother." The words hung in the air like a challenge, daring Taehyung to deny them.

Taehyung felt his face burn with shame, his heart heavy with guilt. He knew he had no defense, no excuse for his actions. He was trapped, and Jungkook's words were the bars that held him captive.
As Taehyung's lips brushed against his jaw, Jungkook's eyes fluttered closed, his breath catching in his throat. The gentle touch sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but lean into the caress.

Taehyung's nose touched his own, and Jungkook felt a spark of electricity run through his body. He opened his eyes, his gaze meeting Taehyung's.

"What about me?" Jungkook whispered, his voice barely audible.

Taehyung's eyes seemed to bore into his soul, as if searching for something. "What about you, what?" Taehyung replied, his voice low and husky.

Jungkook's heart pounded in his chest as he gazed at Taehyung. "What about my feelings?" he asked, his voice cracking with emotion. "What about the fact that I love you, Taehyung?"

The air seemed to thicken, the tension between them palpable. Taehyung's eyes never left Jungkook's, his expression unreadable.
Taehyung's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Jungkook, his voice laced with incredulity. "You're kidding me, right?" he asked, his tone dripping with disdain.

But Jungkook's face crumpled, his eyes welling up with tears. His voice shook with emotion as he spoke, his words barely above a whisper. "I'll be a slut for you, huh?" he repeated, his tone bitter and self-loathing.

Taehyung's expression faltered, his eyes filling with a mixture of guilt and shame. He took a step back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture. "Jungkook, no, I didn't mean it like that," he protested, his voice softening.

But Jungkook's tears flowed freely now, his eyes puffy and red-rimmed. He laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "Don't lie to me, Taehyung," he spat, his voice venomous. "You've made it clear what I am to you. A slut, a plaything, a secret to be kept hidden."

Jungkook's hands shot out, grasping Taehyung's collar and pulling him close. His eyes blazed with anger and hurt as he spat out the words.

"Am I your brother now? Look at me! What you made me... A slut!! Who always wants dick like a mad dog!" Jungkook's voice was hoarse, his words dripping with venom and self-loathing.