your hands were locked around my wrists like handcuffs, your eyes were grazing the sides of the streets in discomposure, your body was tensed up, your steps were long and rapid.
even from behind i could make out that your mind was raving while you were trying to stay composed on the outside in fear of not seeming like a perfect man anymore.
a sudden jolt starting from my wrists made me stumble around the corner, where you flashed your eyes at me in the gloomy light of a bedraggled side street.
"i didn't look at anyone, jungkook. i swear, i really didn't"
the smile you replied to my words with was cynical, you only gritted my teeth at me. you pushed me against a wall, grey from being exposed to fumes for years, and built a cage around me, taking a step forward and putting your hands on each side of my face.
"why should i believe you? you always lie to me."
i felt you remove your right hand from my cheeks, when i heard a metallic clicking sound and got blinded by a flash of light that was reflected on a sliverish surface.
a sharp pain shot through my shoulder, followed by a warm liquid trickling down my arm.
a/n: so basically he hurt her with
a pocket knife oml i feel so bad
for making jungkook so disgusting
YOU ARE READING
temper tantrum ;; jjk
Fanfictionyou were aware of your behavior, but you didn't think about changing for the better. i was filled with hatred whenever i thought about you, but i loved you far too much to let go of you.
