Bottom Taehyung Drabbles

Sick As We Are

[Vkook] [Supernatural] [1.3k Words]

Jungkook is a bit of a necrophiliac, and Taehyung says 'a bit' because the boy doesn't exactly like fucking people who are dead; he just likes fucking people who are dying – unfortunately, it's a fact that Taehyung learned first hand.

Warning : Gore, Smut, Necrophiliac tendencies

Note : This is fiction. I do not condone the several elements that I may portray here. Remember; portraying is not the same with promoting. 

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Jungkook's skin feels warm against his; veins pulsing with adrenaline as his fingers ran around. Taehyung grimaces a bit when the younger thrusts deeper into him, and he might look pathetic now; with his eyes half-lidded and lips parted as his tongue peeks out from it – there's even blood seeping through his mouth and the wound on his chest.

He tried to calm himself with the fact that he wouldn't actually pass away – because there's something wrong with his body and because being a freak had to have at least one advantage – but it hurts, everything hurts, and he couldn't even move a muscle as Jungkook took ahold of his waist and clawed on his hipbones. He's glad that the younger doesn't do anymore than that once he's fully in, though; Taehyung doesn't think he'd be able to take much more.

"Fuck," he hears the other say, "You're so hot like this, Tae."

For some inane reason, Jungkook's eyes met his in the midst of it, and he – the fucking psycho – dared to grin at him; lips stretching open to show off his red-tinted teeth. It's a revolting sight, to say the least; even though Jungkook is his boyfriend and even though they are in love.

"W- why do we –" he started but had to stop himself for a gag, and then continued to puke out a handful of blood – or was it his intensities? Because that shit felt like it. "Have to – d-do this ev –"

Upon sensing his boyfriend's difficulty of trying to get the message across, Jungkook decided to open his mouth and finish the sentence for him, "Every time you're dying? Why do we have to do this every time you're dying – that's what you're trying to say, isn't it?"

Taehyung tried his best to nod, but all he could do was close his eyes. The wound on his chest feels like it's only getting bigger and bigger, and he felt so full with Jungkook being inside him, but the ravenette still looked down on him with the same emotionless eyes.

"Because I want to, I guess? I mean, I like you when you're like this. You know, limp like wet socks and kinda look dead, but alive." Jungkook explains, "It gives me... a sense of power? Kind of?"

Taehyung growled internally, unable to actually show a real-life expression due to his current condition. There's a lot of long and hurtful sentences in his mind at the moment, or just short, rude ones, like 'You worthless freak. I can see now why your family threw you away.' – but he couldn't really say any of it, so he goes with, "Y – you're fucking disguh – disgusting."

This time, Jungkook laughed at him, "No, I think the right term would be that I'm sick in the head – which is absolutely correct, by the way. I've told you, haven't I? Eight out of nine psychologist says I'm mentally disturbed, I even handed you the tests, remember?"

And yeah, yeah actually; Jungkook did warn him when they were on their first date – "I'm kind of an actual psychopath, and I don't really think this'll be good...?", was what the younger told him, but Taehyung was stubborn and head over heels in love, so he grabbed onto the younger's sleeves and kissed him.