lost in the fire; jjk au

Chapter I : Used to it

Somewhere in Hilly City
1:56PM

    No emotion at the sight of his weak and coated-in-blood body, ever filled me.
Only his desperate whimpers and my heavy breath could be heard, reverberating through the vacant basement of the disused factory that once in the 80s, served as car assembling factory.

It was only me and him there, the victim and The Reaper looking terribly hungry on that October chilling night.
Surrounded by nothing but a breathtaking silence, only contributing to make the place more and more creepy.
Strong and odious odors of gasoline, smoke and undefined, yet, atrocious other stuff lingered in the air.
But it was only on purpose.
The kind of setting you wouldn't even wish your worst enemy to die within.

I deadly gazed at his disgusting body, crawling on the muddy ground, trying to reach for my ankle, which he clearly would never be able to reach.
And as a sadistic act of mine, I knelt before his trembling body, tilting my head in the side, slyly witnessing his distress.
Some sort of misplaced satisfaction then filled me, it was uncontrollable.
The growing thrill at the fact of ending with his life was uncontrollable.

Jungkook; 'Very much in pain, aren't you ?!'
I rasped in his ear, earning another groan of pain, which as a usual, didn't discomfort me.

Taemin; 'P-p-please...*groan* J-jungkook...'
I winced in annoyance after hearing my own name being uttered in such an unpleasant way. That, especially that was thing that I particularly hated; people whining and calling out my name like that. It gets the worst of me.
I gave him a stare, serious and cold, the stare went down and sent freezing chills down his spine and he immediately started to regret what he just did.

Jungkook; 'Oh boy', I said after a few breaking the heavy silence. 'Seems like you know nothing about the man you have in front of you.'
His eyes soon became dark pools of fear as a dark chuckle rolled down the bottom of my throat.

I forcefully seized the collar of his once pure white blouse, lifting his body up and killing him with my burning eyes.
And nothing was more satisfying than glimpsing the look of terror covering his distorted face.
His red eyes full of both fear and regret after disrespecting...me, one of the only person in this world that the universe wouldn't even disturb.
He once dared calling me a...'bastard'.

Well, I had told him before; an angry Jungkook, was a really bad encounter.

I slowly dug my left hand in my back pocket, taking a small dagger out and clicking it open.

The tip of it quickly stammered into his stomach, ripping his inner organs apart and letting blood out of his body.
His eyes had widened like plates and the gruff growls of his deep voice were echoing through the basement.
The terrified look of his face was soon replaced by a blank stare towards my face and that was it, Taemin had softly deceased.

And his last sight, was my sinister grin as euphoria peeked through my system.