Gifted Curse [Jikook]

Prologue

His eyes dilated at the scene unfold before him, blood run cold as his body began to trembled in fear. Stepping back in horror, he knows there is something wrong with the guy in front of him; but he didn't expect this worst.

The man stands up staring at him intently like his trying to put a spell on him, he shut his eyes not daring to open it. Until he feels a cold contact on his skin; his eyes shut open, breath hitched. The man's face is only few centimeters away from his, slowly the end of his lips formed into smirk. Not an ordinary but a creepy one that sends shiver through his spine, he feels his legs slowly losing its strength. He wants to run and call for help -- but his body froze in place while the words he wants to shout is left unspoken.

"You shouldn't be here, right jiminie?" The man said calmly, lifting his cold hands to caress the latter's smooth delicate skin, but it only sends another shiver in the latter's spine.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" Jimin shook his head in fear, tears threatening to fall. "To be disturbed -- especially when I'm eating... Do you know, what the consequences of it?" He nibbled at the smaller ear as he inhales the intoxicating scent of the smaller. His lips twitch up in satisfaction he didn't expect that from the small bean in front, in the second time there is someone that can fulfill his hunger just by inhaling his scent.

"You're lucky that you are kinda different in all of them -- but to tell you... I know your secret too.." He whispered waiting for the smaller reaction, he doesn't know why but every reaction the latter's made, amused him. A soft whimpered escape from his mouth, and that was the time jungkook notice how delicious and luscious jimin's plump lips are. How it trembled beautifully that he wants to smash his own to get a taste of it.

Jimin notices how the taller stare at his lips like a piece of meat, in instinct he covers it by his small hand protectively. Trying to step back to have space between them, but before he can do it. Jungkook wrapped his masculine slender arms around the smaller petite body, pulling jimin closer until he feels the warmth of the boy --

"Le-let me go!" he finally got the courage to speak up but more into whisper, wiggling in jungkook's tight hold.

"If you don't want to be hurt, and live another day... Stop wiggling!" He said sternly, lifting jimin and carried him in bridal style. Nipping his lower lip, while his small body shudders in every step jungkook take. "Relax... I can't hurt my future wife..."