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For You ~ 9

*Jimin's POV*

A year.

A whole fucking year and Taehyung hasn't talked to me, thought about me, or even answered my own. I'm not even sure he can hear me anymore. I cant hear him either. It's driving me insane and i want to take this whole city down to find him.

If Zara, real name Jungkook, Knows anything he hasn't given me any information. I will admit, he is gorgeous. Taehyung described him as some horrible man. Jungkook doesn't seem to be interested in anyone that looks at him with the slightest bit of interest. At first i thought he had someone, but he brought a man to his pent house. I dont know who, i couldnt see his face because it was manly covered with a face mask and sun glasses. They laughed and held hands, i was jealous. But not of the mystery man, but because i wanted something like that.

Ever since Taehyung left, I've really been lonely. I haven't been with anyone, haven't even kissed anyone. I've been so focused on tracking the man down i haven't been able too, not that i would. I want Taehyung, only him. No one else can please me like he can, like he did. Until i hurt him. I dont know why i brought him home, might've been because i was drunk or lonely. Maybe both.

"Ah fuck. Ah harder."

My eyes widen at the voice in my head. Taehyung? Is that you?

"Holy shit. You're so beautiful."

Tears but my eyes adn i close them. Is he really doing someone right now? Taehyung, were are you?

"Harder please." He whimpers. i growl as i throw the cup i was holding. It shatters on the wall. i yell as all the anger runs through me in one wave and electricity runs through me. I destroy this entire side of the building.

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"Holy shit." I breath out as i fall onto the bed, Jungkook lays next to me and wraps an around my waist.

"You're so beautiful." He says again, running a hand along his newest cuts on my thighs. Oh, such painful pleasure.

"I know. You say it every time we have sex, Jungkook." I say once I've caught my breath. He laughs and kisses the area between my neck adn shoulder, the slides on top of me and starts kissing my collar bones, leaving marks all over. RIght as he's about to put me in his mouth his phone rings. I groan and sit up. Kook answers it and stand from the bed. I crawl after him adn smack his ass, laughing as i do.

"Hello? What is it?" He speaks into the phone. I ignore it and walk to the front of him, looking at him with innocent eyes, i bite his lip. I tug on it and suck on it, making it face and dark. "Wait what? Hold on." Kook looks at me and points towards my hand. i frown when i see the mark again, the one between Jimin and I. "Oh ok. What'd you hear? Oh. I know, calm down. I'm sure you'll find him. Yeah, k, bye." He sighs and ends the call.

"What is it?" i ask. Kook grabs his knife and my hand, stabbing at the mark without pain killers. I yelp and shove him away. "What? Dont we usually do this a week from now?" I snap, he shakes his head.

"We have to do it now. Jimin heard us. Well you. Now he's on his way. I'm gonna get it off now. Ill get the medication. He says urgently. i frown.

"But its sooner than usual. Fine, let me get pants on first." I say adn walk to our closet. I grab a fresh pair of briefs and pull them on, then a pair of Kooks silk pajama pants.

"OK. Come on. It's ready." He yells. I walk out and sit on the bed. I chug the whole glass and lay down. "Jimin says you've been setting things on fire around the city. What for?" I shrug.

"The hell of it. I get bored. Plus seeing him there instantly makes me laugh. He's too eager to be back with me." I say. Kook nods.

"You dont have any feelings for him right?" He asks. I sit up adn cup his cheeks.

"I love you." I slur. My hands become numb and my head dizzy. I fall onto the bed, everything going black.

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*Jimin's POV*

I run right to his pent house, pushing past the doorman and running straight up the stairs. IN less than 5 minutes I'm pounding on his door. After a minute of no answer, I walk right in.

"Jungkook? Where are you?" I yell. There's shuffling from the back room and I walk to it. I go to open it, but it opens form the other side adn Jungkook smiles at me, obviously forced.

"you're here earlier than I thought. I was just getting dressed. So what was it you wanted to talk about?" He asks. I move out of the way so he can close the door.

'I-uh- I can hear Taehyung again. I heard him . . . with someone. I messed up and took out the whole building I live in. I know they wont find out it was me, but I still destroyed the building! I think I fell in love with Taehyung. I-I need him close to me. I need him back, Jungkook. I want him so bad." I say in a rush. Jungkook frowns.

"Are you sure its not just the submit bond making you feel this way?" He asks. I frown.

"I-I mean, could that be apart of it? Does it make me want him near me all the time?" I ask. I can feel the need to touch him like a physical force, and it weighs to much. When I heard his thoughts earlier the anger that ran through me was too strong. It completely took over my body.

I blink and I'm not in Jungkook's apartment anymore, but in a room I dont recognize. I try to look around but I cant. Something moves and an airy breath sounds. I look to were its making me and freeze. I see a hand on a pair of muscled and extremely scarred thighs. A knife comes into view and slides across the skin, causing another cut in the already bloody legs.

"Ah, Taehyung. All you have to do is give me Jimin." Jungkook purrs, chills run up my body, tears burning mye yes. "Taehyung. Give me Jimin. DO that, then you'll be free." Jungkook looks into my eyes, I realize they're actually Taehyung's. Was this when he was taken? "How can you look so emotionless while I cut you? How do you stay silent for so long? DO you cry when I'm not ehre?" He asks, eyes willing me to speak, to do something. But Taehyung stays quiet, his head moving up and looking at the ceiling.

I gasp and ump up. My body is covered in sweat and my breathing is quick. I look around, Jungkook smiles a she walks over. I glare at him and stand.

"You ok? You were out for an hour." He says. I shove him back and he frowns.

"You fucking tortured him! You cut his thighs until they scarred!" I snarl at him. Jungkook frowns.

"What do you mean?" He asks. I shove him back again.

"Taehyung! You cut him and cute him! All for me! Why didn't you take me?" I snap.

"Oh, come on, Jimin. We all knew you wanted him gone. You even tried to kill him, but death didn't want him yet. I think its kind of a miracle, Taehyung is a miracle." Jungkook says, I can see the hidden emotions in his eyes. I gape at him.

"Y-you like him?" I ask. "You fell in love with him while you hurt him?" I say, unbelieving.

"Isn't that what you did? The only difference is that my pain was physical, yours . . ." He trails off, his eyes glancing behind me. I turn around and go rigid. Taehyung is standing there, no shirt and a pair of silk pajama pants hanging loosely around his waist. He yawns and rubs his face with a hand, the other is bandaged.

"Taehyung?"

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