demonic (Taekook)

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Jungkook woke to a dull pain that shot up his arms from his wrists. The room was dark and smelled musty, like rotting wood. He looked around frantically, breath picking up as his heart nearly hammered out of his chest. He struggled to pull his arms back in front of him but a shriek of pain escaped his lips instead. 

He looked down to see he was tied to a chair, ankles bound and hands drawn behind his back. He could feel the coarse rope digging into his skin while he could barely feel his hands from the constricting cord. He tried again, biting his lip through the pain as he attempted to pull his hands out of their binding. Warmth began spreading down his numbing hands and he knew he as bleeding, that he wouldn't be able to break free of the bindings. Jungkook choked on the fear that threatened to overwhelm him. The last thing he remembered was eating his tasty pizza. The pizza...

Jungkook voice started out as a whisper, throat dry and much in need of water

"Ta-Taehyung"

The shadowed room was dead silent, devoid of any sound aside from his own rapid breathing and heartbeat.

"Taeh-hyung!" He shouted louder now, voice desperate as his feet attempted to kick against their own restraints. Jungkook felt a burning in his eyes as tears started to cascade down his cheeks slowly.

"Taehyu-" A sharp slap sounded, cutting off Jungkooks choked voice. His head flew to the side, neck whipping around with it as a burning sensation lit his scalp on fire while his brain thrummed dangerously in his skull. 

"Shut the fuck up." A familiar sounding voice came from behind him in a snarl "You dumb shit, he isn't going to save you." Jungkook felt more tears fall down his cheeks as he realized what was going to happen. He was finally going to die, and it was going to be slow and painful and-

The figure who spoke moved to stand in front of him, knees bending into a crouch so that he was level with Jungkook.

"Do you know how hard it was to get ahold of you again? Almost not worth all the effort..." The fiendish demon smiled cruelly "But, of course you eventually fucked up..." His hand raised towards Jungkooks face, causing him to flinch away. He felt the small hand wipe away his tears "Hey, its okay, you're only human after all, there was no way you would have been able to get away." Jimins tone was the same one a pet owner would use to speak to their dog.

He stood again so that he was towering over Jungkook. "I ought to just kill you here, get my revenge and call it quits, but I have more fun plans set up for you..."

Jimin moved to stand behind Jungkook again. "I'm going to release you. If you try to run or do anything stupid i'm going to knock your ass out with tranquilizers again." Jungkooks head whipped back as Jimin yanked at his hair "Understand?" Jungkook nodded once, eyes full of tears as his lip trembled slightly. Jimin wore a cruel smirk "Say yes master."

Jungkook said nothing until the fist of his hair pulled hard, earning a short yell of pain

"Ye-yes mas-master" Jungkook choked out as more hot tears welled up in his eyes.

Jimin grinned before releasing his grip and moving down to cut off the ropes. Jungkook felt blood rush into his hands as he brought them around to inspect his bloodied wrists. The skin was torn and red, the trail of crimson that had run its way down his hand nearly dried.

Jimin walked into the shadow of the room further before stopping turning back to Jungkook looking aggravated "Lets go"

Jungkook got up from the rickety chair, pausing to regain his balance for a moment before stumbling after Jimin, making sure to analyze the room as much as he could as he went, desperately searching for some way to escape.

Jimin made his way through the dark until they came to a wall with a door, went through and continued down a hallway for a while until he stopped and turned towards another door. Jungkook was confused as to where they were at. The walls of the building were covered in mildew, wall paper peeling and suspicious red stains and splatters occasionally painting the walls and floor. The floor was littered with debris and Jungkook even saw a few bones as they went. The room they entered appeared to be a type of lounge area, a old decaying bar to the side with broken bottles lining the shelves behind it. Three sofas set around a large rug that looked like it was once grand, but now lay frayed and stained on the disheveled wood floor. The room smelled like rot and decay, filling Jungkooks nose making his stomach lurch. There were several other men and a few women on the sofas, a few lounged in cushioned chairs while one rest behind the bar. All of them whipped their heads to the door as Jimin entered, looking past him into the hall to where Jungkook stood.

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