(EDITING) Baby under lock and key「Jungkook x Reader」

Darkness

The old Jungkook. Who was the old Jungkook? If he asked such a question, like "Shall we find a place of our own." You may say yes, after all, it is the old Jungkook. He would have also asked your opinion too, allowing you to decide as well.

But the old Jungkook is gone. His sweet, charasmatic, gentle personality was only temporary. When he turned nice for a short period of time, it must have been because he saw that he was being too harsh, and you would want to leave because of it. Meaningless kisses, meaningless time. All of it had no purpose, instead just fresh pastimes that have no value to recollect and recall. He used to feel guilt, feel sadness for anything he did to you. Was it all a lie? In your eyes, yes. In societies eyes, yes. In the universes eyes, yes.

But what choice do you have?

No one to turn to. No where to go. Just Jungkook. Trapped under him, like he is a boulder crushing your fickle spine, and won't budge. He's planned this all along, to get you in a position where you have no where to go, then you're all his. But why? Why you? There are billions of people on this cursed planet, yet he chose you?

"I've already found a place anyway. In fact a while ago. I was thinking about it and considered getting ahead of the game, there's no choice for you [Y/N] I'm afraid."

Jungkook grips your wrists, above your head, tighter, a smile on his face, grinning at your parted lips. He leans in, you anticipated his tainted lips against yours, but only centimetres away, he stops.

Smirks.

And instead leans into your ear.

"Love you baby" he laughs and breathes heavily in your ear. You feel his warm breath. Jungkook smiles and licks the back of your ear, leaving a trail of saliva. You cringe back.

Recalling when Namjoon did this to you, when you first met BTS.

He returns back to your sight. Lips once again close to yours.

Pursing them.

You turn your head to the side.

Rolling his eyes, he leans his weight against your body, with one of his hands, he roughly grasps your cheeks and pulls your face back towards his.

"You have some nerve."

Shaky gaze, heavy breath. You stare into Jungkook's devious eyes. His hand, trickles down towards your waistband, fingertips just reaching under. Tears begin to run down your cheeks, leaving a trail of despair behind.

"This is what bad girls like you get."

He pushes his hand further down, below your underwear.

"Jungkook. Please. Stop." You plea.

His hand stops for a brief moment.

"Like we said, when you disobey me, go against me or speak wrongly, I have to punish you."

"I don't like it though Jungkook. S-stop it please."

You feel Jungkook's fingers. Hovering. Ready to do as he pleases.

"You're not meant to like a punishment. So just shut your mouth."

Before his fingers could find where their looking for, he stops.

"I have a better idea." He laughs, removing his fingers from your underwear. He drags your arm, and forces you into his work chair, making you sit down.