BTS ONESHOTS

1. Vkook: Nightmares

Rewritten ✅

Word count: 5595
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Hiya welcome to my Smut book. I do Smuts with a bit of a story because its better hehe.

Dom: Jungkook

Sub: Taehyung

Bottom tae is now my religion.

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PART ONE (it's a bit boring sorry😏)

Jungkook's pov (point of view)

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"NO! S-STOP, STOP PLEASE! DON'T HURT HIM!"

"I'm not killing you Jungkook I want you to bury them for me, so you can see how I killed them and suffer as you put them in the hole that you dug. You miserable wretch." her voice screeches.

"NO STOP! SPARE TAEHYUNG PLEASE!"

"who this bitch?" the demon woman held the knife closer to his neck lightly piercing the skin that lined his throat. "you love this? Aha pathetic!" she scoffs as Taes eyes water and breathes hitches as he looks at me pained. H-he can't die...
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I woke up suddenly in cold sweat with a raced heartbeat my whole body shaking uncontrollably, I swear that any moment my heart could pop out of my ribcage if I keep breathing like this.

It was...that nightmare, again.
That blood-covered woman with a knife to Taehyungs neck and the others Hyungs scattered dead around him, all gruesomely killed. S-she was pale and blue, like a dead person, was she floating? Fuck my head hurts, this is too much this time. An eerie chill engulfs my body as goosebumps spring all over my trembling form.

"S-she killed them! And is coming after me and Taehyung, she is, she is..." the last part slurred of my tongue like it wasn't supposed to be said. I grabbed bunches of my hair and sat up rocking back and forth to somewhat calm my busy mind.

"JUNGKOOK! What happened?" a deep velvety voice, woke me outta my panic but sort of scared me because it was so sudden.

"Taehyung, i-is that you?"
I swear if it isn't I will cry, I want to see his face, I need his comfort right now, to my pleasant surprise his beautiful face revealed from behind the door. His worried but sweet gaze focused on me as he walked slowly towards me with his hands in his sweatpants. I swear his effortlessly perfect looks are going to be the end of me... "Jungkook..." his voice faintly ringing as I watch him, his expressions changes as I grab the Teddy he gave me of my pillow and, snuggle my face into it while cuddling it tight. "jungkook, you look like a child." a soft giggle slips from his lips  as he stands over me. He has a cares for me in a different way than the others, I can just tell, or is it just me being oversensitive and hopeful. The way his touch lingers and eyes, especially eyes... Jungkook shut up ffs.

He's perfect, my mind flutters around trying to remember he's actually in the same room.  I feel him lightly place himself on my bed so he's opposite me. He strokes my forehead from the sweat and hair and placed a gentle kiss.