One more chance (Jungkook x reader)

Put me the Fck down

You struggled against his hold on your waist, being lugged on someone's shoulder isn't any fun at all.

To be frank it's quite uncomfortable- You've forgotten how firm Jungkook's body was. It been so long since you've actually had any physical contact with him.

Not that you actually wanted to touch him.
You were still very much aware of everything that's happened and everything that he's done.

You couldn't deny that you felt just alittle bit 'excited' by how roughly he was carrying you. You may be innocent when it comes to relationships, and skin-ship.

But honeyyyyyyyy!

Your brain is where Satan lives, where all the smuttiest and the most mature rated things lay.
You basically don't have a v-card.

For your mind.

But otherwise you are Nam-Jesus's child. A 'holy' child.

That's what they think anyways.

Let's not ruin the boy's perspective on how innocent you really are.

You sighed dejectedly as you watched the old lady's silhouette disappear behind the metal doors of the prison- I mean hospital.

You continued to struggle, not caring the least bit anymore. Any second more with Jungkook made your stomach churn and induces white hairs to sprout from your scalp due to the stress.

You gulped, a careless thought just hitching a ride in your mind.

You should call for help. The situation looks pretty wrong right now, and Jungkook definitely looks like some rapist or kidnapper.
Screw the consequences, you didn't care anymore that Jungkook would do something to you.

You gulped just alittle bit nervously. Maybe Abit more nervously- but still! You needed to do something, you couldn't just stay put and let him take you wherever.

Heeeeeelllll nO

Fck no

Fck his little doo doo coconut shit hair!

What Tf does submission mean! You only know in-subordination!

You heaved a deep breath, taking in all the vital air for screaming, crying, and bellowing animal sounds to signal the wonderful human beings that you are in trouble.

Here goes nothing.

"HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!" You screamed out.

Jungkook's grip tightened and he stopped abruptly on his step, turning his face to your figure.

"What are you-" He uttered, but you 'politely' cut him off with another high pitched scream.

"HELP! It's a rapist! A molester! A kidnapper! A child abuser!"

"Someone help me!!!"

Jungkook curses, a growl seemingly caught in his throat.

A nurse happens to pass by, hearing your cries of despair and heart wrenching- ear piercing sounds.

Her gaze landed on the ears resting on the top of your messy mat of hair, and the tail the hung out of your clothes .

Your hyper-sensitive hearing heard her disgusted accusation as she turned the other way, walking down the hall.

"Damn cosplayers- they should take their kinky sht elsewhere."

You grew quiet.

Sht