"Why do you hurt me, Taehyungie?"
His tone was innocent, cloying. Dangerous.
The other couldn't respond—he was too busy choking down his own tears.
This was different. In his wildest dreams, Taehyung would never have dared to think this possible. It all seemed surreal.
But here he was, a gun shoved hard against his head, in near hysterics as his lover sneered.
This was not the Jimin he knew. This was someone else. Someone brand new.
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VIOLENT DELIGHTS, VIOLENT ENDS - a jikook au
Fiksi Penggemar"I'm done with being hurt now." These violent delights have such violent ends.
