Jungkook felt the cold walls of his apartment start to close in on him as soon as Taehyung left. He shivered, drinking the rest of his tea before retreating to his bedroom. After some time, Jungkook found himself waking up to darkness. He rubbed his eyes, yawning from the accidental nap he had taken before getting up to go use the bathroom.
Jungkook rubbed his face, analyzing his reflection in the mirror. He had become thinner in the past month, his cheeks lacking the fullness he had once had. His eyes looked dead tired, dull and almost lifeless. He wasn't surprised after all he'd seen.
A dull knocking broke his thoughts, the sharp tang of fear slicing into his chest as he made his way slowly to the main room. He paused and waited until the knocking came again, harder this time.
Jungkook fought to control his heart rate as he moved towards the door, taking a breath before gazing through the peephole.
A man in a delivery uniform was waiting outside, box in hand, hat covering his features for the most part.
"Delivery for Mr. Jeon!" The man shouted out, knocking again.
Jungkook glanced behind him at the clock "What kind of delivery comes at 4:38 in the morning..."
He squinted through the hole again, movement catching his eye upon a second glance.
The delivery man tilted his head up slightly, staring right into the peep hole from the other side, grinning wide. Jungkooks heart stopped when he noticed the razor teeth that lined the smile.
"I can smell you Mr. Jeon, open up." Jungkook staggered back from the door, feeling a low whimper begin to rise in his throat. His heart was hammering in his chest, racing unhealthily fast while his lungs struggled to keep up.
Jungkook scrambled back as more knocking came, this time much harder to the point where his door trembled from the force. Suddenly it stopped, the banging replaced with a eerie silence. A single thud followed until the door creaked open, the deadbolt sliding unlocked all by itself. Jungkook swore his heart was going to beat out of his chest from fear until a familiar figure filled the door frame.
"The alarms work." Was all Taehyung said before proceeding into the room, plopping down lazily onto the couch.
Jungkook stared at him, eyes wild and confused. His clothes were torn in areas and a long scratch ran down his cheek. Black blood flecked across his skin.
"Taehyung you're bleedi-"
Jungkook was cut of curtly as Taehyung insisted it wasn't his
"Im going to shower" Tehyung retorted before standing and beginning to walk toward Jungkooks room.
"Taehyung wait-" Jungkook wanted to know what had happened, why he had left, who he was asking a "favor" from and why was there a fake deliveryman at the door trying to kill him.
Taehyung turned, a cold smirk playing on his lips "I'm dying to scrub this blood off... and unless you want to give me a hand-" Taehyngs smirk grew "Then whatever you have to say can wait until the stray remains of organs are washed from my hair."
Jungkook clamped his mouth shut, feeling warmth run up his neck into his face ad he shook his head.
Taehyung chuckled once before heading into the room, the sound of running water sounding shortly after.
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FanficJungkook gets promoted from an average office worker to a member of The Board of Trustees at a privately owned million dollar company. He soon finds out that the exclusive group of men is in fact a cult that makes the mistake of summoning a real dem...