Cum Slut

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everyone thought jungkook was happy, but they were terribly mistaken. he had the biggest company in south korea, boys and girls throwing themselves at him, and he got whatever he wanted at the snap of a finger. who wouldn't be happy with that. but once you look aside from all the money and fame, there was something jungkook lacked. love.

he envied the emotion that made people feel important. everyday he see someone with somebody they loved deeply and he hated it. growing up he never had a happy family. his dad was to busy cheating with his assistant, his mom was to busy getting drunk to forget that she know her husband was cheating on her, and his brother busy using his kid brothers body for pleasure. his childhood was fucked up. and he couldn't forget that.

he always went out and drunk until that feeling that stung his heart was gone, he fucked girls and guys everyday and would wake up with a migraine he would kick them out before his housemates would find out. once his high went down, he got that feeling of loneliness back. he was depressed and he knew he was depressed.

jungkook watched over the city of seoul, and deep sigh escaped his lips. he watched as children ran to their parents, the parent immediately picked their kids and showered them in attention something his parents never did. he let another escaped his lips, he got up and walked out his luxurious office. he had a meeting to go to something about him needing a new secretary. he didn't really care, he never cared. he lack to feel emotions.

he made it into the large room, people immediately acknowledging his presence. people fixed their poor posture, girls pushing their push up bras up to make their boobs look big, and the rest trying to make their selves look sexy. he chuckled, how can people be this needy for someone's attention. just because his looks are good, doesn't mean his personality is good either.

he sat down on the big chair, ready to start this meeting and get it over with.

" let's get right into the subject " his voice was cold making people shiver and shudder in fear.

" o-okay " his assistant said, she got up and straightened her pencil skirt.

she stood in front of the room not daring to spare a look at jungkook. she cleared her voice and spoke.

" okay so mr. jeon the company thought it was best to get you a secretary, someone to set up meetings, to set up dates for important events, and things of that nature. we felt it was completely necessary to get someone who was a hard worker and had a good school education background, you know? someone who knows their stuff. we already have someone in line that meet are expectations. he start tomorrow "

jungkook nodded, a sigh escaping his lips. he got up and walked out, not caring if the meeting was done or not.

he walked into his office grabbing his belongings and left. he wanted to go home, and sleep. that's basically all he did. the weather hit his cheeks, but his body was protected in a thick coat. he opened the door to the luxury car and started the engine. he saw unfortunate people on the streets begging for money, but yet again he was unsympathetic. he seem like a cold hearted bastard, but in all real ness he was never taught feelings. he never knew what he was feeling, so he didn't feel at all. he blocked his feelings basically. anything he did was basically without emotion.

he drove home, ready to go to bed and not be woken up, no one wanted to piss him off he was scary when he was mad. almost as scary as yoongi, but nothing could beat yoongi. yoongi was genuinely scary, jungkook past made him scary. there's a difference. he made it home in 20 minutes, he walked in the large mansion. he was met with 2 kiddish voices.

" hi kookie " the greeted the raven haired man.

" hey, where's y'all daddies " he asked blankly.

" in the kiwthchen " the older slurred the word ' kitchen ' due him chewing on his fingers.

" take your fingers out your mouth " he spat, okay so maybe did feel about 3 emotions but that was it. the emotions were anger, annoyed, and pure brutality.

hoseok immediately followed the command, he knew how jungkook get when he's angry. he hadn't felt it, but it he witnessed it. jimin still have the bruises, yoongi didn't talk to him for months. but surprise surprise, jungkook didn't care. fortunately, the others aren't as brutal or possessive as him. but they can't tell him anything to loosen him up, because he hate people demanding him things.

jungkook walked into the kitchen, the room going quiet right as he stepped into the room.

" h-hi jungkook "

jin said scared to make him angry even though they're his hyung's they're still kinda afraid, well except yoongi. no body knew how he felt. he was always sleep.

jin was making dinner like usual, yoongi was sleep at the kitchen table, and namjoon was no where to be seen. he sighed and looked at jin, jin coward away in fear of the younger. jungkook felt satisfaction wash over him, it made him feel proud to have people be afraid of him.

he walked to his room, he stripped from his clothes and laid down. he sighed, he heard outside his room door yoongi praise jimin and hoseok. his parents never gave him attention the were to busy with their own problems, he felt tears sting his eyes ready to fall. he shook his head violently, he wasn't going to be soft he couldn't be soft. he closed his eyes and drifted off to dream land. not having any idea of what the next day had in store for him.