lovers ↠ jungkook

| nine |

that night i slept a little more peacefully. i wake up the next morning in jungkook's arms. this is my chance. i thought to myself.

i dress myself in shorts and then pull sweatpants over myself it was cold in the morning but i knew by afternoon it would be warm. i wear a shirt and pull a big hoodie over. i put on the sneakers he had bought for me.

i quietly walk throughout the house it was eerily quiet the tv was not playing like it always was. i hear light snores throughout the house. i see the door and smile. my hand touches the cold metal locks. i unlock them being the best i can at being quiet.

my heart was beating so fast my breathing became heavier. someone grabs my arm and i scream but the person covers my mouth quickly. "shh honey be quiet." i recognize the voice as jungkook's. he carries me by my waist as i throw a tantrum. i kick my legs flailing my arms around. i shout while crying but my shouts were muffled by his enormous hand.

i think quickly biting his hand and running out of the house. the world beyond was not what i expected. it was still dark no street lights, the only thing lighting the area was the moonlight. a forest surrounded the so called house. i feel my way around as best i could. i hide behind the garbage cans.

i peek out from the side of the garbage. jungkook looks towards my direction before walking the opposite direction. i quickly run towards the forest. i get tackled down onto the grass as jungkook groans. i panic kicking him in the face. he groans once again letting go of me. i crawl trying to get up but he grabs my ankles.

he quickly straddles me pinning my arms above my head. i continue squirming, "you keep acting like this i'll have you killed." he says in a low voice. i stop and try to look for his eyes through the dark. "are you going to continue fighting me or are you going to listen?" i don't say anything, instead i think of how to escape.

i attempt to knee his manhood, but he somehow pinned my legs with his one leg. "i'm not gonna tell you again i'll have you killed." he whispers into my ear which makes me shiver.

his grip on my wrists began to hurt and the weight on my legs soon begin to hurt too. "i'm sorry." i whisper. "are you going to behave?" i whimper a bit, "yes." he swiftly lifts the both of us up before carrying me back into the house.

(happy friday the thirteenth :))