demonic (Taekook)

19

Jungkook was woken up by soft fingers threading through his hair. He fluttered his eyes open, slowly adjusting to the sunlight, and found himself staring up into a familiar honey colored gaze, head laying in his lap.

"Tae" Jungkook breathed out, voice still husky from sleep. Taehyung smiled softly down at him before leaning to plant a chaste kiss onto his forehead.

"I told you I wasn't leaving, silly" 

Jungkook fluttered his eyes shut again, letting the soft touch ease his mind.

A soft knock at the door startled him back from nearly falling asleep again.

Taehyung gently lifted Jungkook's head from his lap and quickly slipped out the door, Jungkook catching a brief glimpse of Namjoon before it clicked shut. Jungkook hastily got up, throwing on some clothes before he followed Taehyung out, finding the two males talking on the couch.

Taehyung's eyes slid to the side briefly at his arrival but he continued to talk to a relieved looking Namjoon.

"-away, I had to follow him for while... almost lost him again..."

Namjoon nodded "He is gone then..."

Taehyung nodded, eyebrows knit together while his lips frowned, a fire glistening behind his eyes

"Yes, that bitch isn't coming back again this time."

Namjoon nodded before he stood and glanced at Jungkook and smiled

"I'll be going then... leave you two to catch up." He winked and gave Taehyung a quick clap on the shoulder

"Call me if you need anything... I mean it, I will always owe you for what you did for me..." And with that he vanished, his form becoming clouded with smoke and shadow until it was gone, all in a quick second.

Taehyung stood and approached Jungkook, his hands taking their hold on his waist, forehead lowering until it pressed against Jungkooks, who sat on one of the kitchens stools.

"I'm so sorry." His voice held raw regret that made Jungkook's chest swell, eyes stinging again.

"You are so fucking brave for going through all that... a-and i'm sorry you ever had to, it's all my fault." Jungkook nodded solemnly. He wasn't sure he would ever get over the trauma of all the events in the last two months, but it would be all okay now.

"I was so afraid you had died" Jungkook whispered out, his eyes cast down.

Taehyung chuckled a bit before ruffling Jungkook's hair "Come on, you think i'd die so easily? And leave Namjoon all alone to take my baby? No way!"

Jungkook swatted his hand way as he quirked an eyebrow "your baby, huh?" Taehyung looked back down at him, a lazy smile morphing his lips "damn right, my baby."

He leaned down to plant his lips against Jungkook's while his hands scooped underneath his thighs, picking him up like he weighed nothing. Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, melting into the kiss, needing it like air. He lips moved slow at first, but quickly picked up as his need to breath in all of Taehyung grew. 

Taehyung carried him into the room, slowly laying him down on the bed and propping up over him, lips never leaving his. Jungkook's hands slid down until his fingers hooked with Taehyung's belt loops, pulling his hips down to grind into his own. Taehyung growled against his lips, pulling back slightly and looked down at the sight before him. Jungkooks breath was heavy as he panted for air once more, his cheeks almost as red as his lips, eyes glossy underneath his half lidded gaze.

"Fuck Jungkook, if you keep this up i'm not going to be able to hold back..." Taehyung whined lowly, voice strained as his mind begged him to devour the tempting sight in front of him. He breathed in to try and calm his nerves but only inhaled the pure scent that was Jungkook's own, sending his mind into more of a frenzy. Jungkook tugged him down again not concerned with Taehyung's warnings, he just needed to feel his lips on his own again, needed to be close to him, hold on so tight so he wouldn't leave again. His body begged for it.

Taehyungs nimble hands moved down until the found the hem of Jungkook's shirt, carefully tugging it up an over his head, sitting up to analyze what he had been concerned about since he returned. 

He knew Jimin had hurt him, Namjoon warned him he was tortured a bit, but he hadn't seen how much beyond what his clothes didn't cover. His heart ached and blazed with rage as he looked down at the angry red stitched cut that ran a good six inches along his lower shoulder, right beneath his collarbone down to right in the middle of his chest. His fingertips ghosted over it ever so lightly, begging the skin to return to its unscathed milky white smoothness once again. He knew Jungkook would forever have a scar to haunt him, remind him of the pain even when it was physically no longer there.

Occasional bruises stained his skin, each one painful to look at. Taehyung imagined Jimin hurting his most precious possession and had to fight down the rage that threatened to cloud his vision, throwing the world into a red haze just like it had the night he and Namjoon invaded Jimin's hideout. 

He chased the son of a bitch down after he had escaped before Taehyung could kill him. A frenzy over took his mind when he was finally able to deliver the final blow, anger consuming his actions, sending him into a state of blind rage. 

Jimin would never come back after what he did. Jungkook squirmed under Taehyung's gaze, beginning to feel uncomfortable.

"I know what you're thinking... it's ugly isn't it..." His eyes cast to the side, he didn't dare meet Taehyung's eye, afraid of the truth he would find there.

Taehyung leaned down, brushing a soft ghost of a kiss an inch or so from the stitches, daringly close to Jungkooks nipple. He shivered from the light touch.

"It no ugly at all, it just shows how strong you are... I do hate it though. It shouldn't be there at all."

"And as much as I want to take you right here and now, I don't want to hurt you... you need time to heal and cope with everything." Taehyung lay back on the bed, pulling Jungkook towards him, holding him firmly against his chest

"I'll never leave you again." He whispered out, the words holding so much promise and assuredness that Jungkook believed him. 

He fell back into sleep, a deep blissful warmth that held no nightmares, and for the first time in a long time he didn't feel scared.

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Yayyy, a happy ending :') im feeling soft even going back to edit this chapter, damn

So, there may or may not be a epilouge where Jungkook is all healed and such and things may or may not get spicy... but idk

If you guys want that, comment, or if you wanna see something else (like taehyungs old human lover that is referenced a few times or how he became a demon in the first place) just comment and let me knowwww

But yeah, I hope you enjoyed this small story, I had fun writing it :D