When blood drips (Discontinued)

22: what belongs to me, stays with me...

Smut warning.

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Jungkook walked up to the door, fist already tightened with impatience. He placed his hand firmly on the doorknob, ready to twist until...

"... of coarse I love you." It was Jimin's muffled voice. Out of curiosity, Jungkook listened further, head inching closer to hear better.

"Then why are you still dating that Jeon boy?" Mister Jin-young, the chief, asked. Jungkook could hear the pout in his words.

"Awww, is my baby jealous?" Jimin said with his angelic voice. Jungkooks blood boiled. He slammed the door open and Jimin gasped with fear. Jimin hurriedly pounced off the table he was currently sitting on, hands moving away from Jin-youngs cheeks.

Jungkook aggressively grabbed Jimins wrist and pulled him towards his chest.

"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY JIMIN, YOU HEAR ME?!" Jungkook screamed, hands still grasping Jimins wrist. Jin-young nodded, eyes widened with fear. Jimin gulped, legs almost giving out.

Jungkook stormed out of the room, Jimin followed closely behind. Jimin gulped out of fear. 'What have I done?' He thought as he stared at his hand which was currently behing held firmly by the latter.

Jungkook dragged Jimin out of the building, ignoring all the strange looks and whispers they were given by the others. Jungkook headed towards his expensive car while Taehyung chuckled in the background. Jungkook aggressively threw Jimin onto the backseat before slamming the door and heading towards the front.

"J-Jungkook I-" Jimin started but was cut off by Jungkooks agitated yell.

"Just shut up!" Jimin cowered in his seat, complying out of fear. Jungkook was furious, no, furious would be an understatement. He didn't want to do something too rash so he decided to wait till he got home.

The drive was quiet with a thick tension building up. Jimin wanted to say something but he was scared. He hated it when people yelled at him but having Jungkook yell was beyond horrible.

They reached their home a lot faster than they should've. With Jungkooks anger, the speed limit was completely nonexistent. To normal people, this time of silence would be used to clear their heads but for Jungkook, the silent car ride just boiled his blood further.

Jungkook drove into the parking spot infront of the mansion, aggressively stepping on the breaks. He removed his seatbelt and exited the car, not forgetting to glare at Jimin in the process. Jimin gulped, his throat going dry.

"K-Kookie... I can e-explain..." Jungkook was about to head into the mansion but Jimins words stopped him. He slowly turned his head to look at Jimin, eyes growing darker than before. Jungkook made his way back to the car, slamming Jimins door open once again.

Jungkook grabbed hold of Jimins legs and pushed them onto the seat making it so that Jimin was now on his back. Jungkook took hold of Jimins collar, bringing his face closer.

"Oh yes, please 'explain'. Explain that just because I didn't fuck you, you run off and spread your legs for someone else. Explain that you are nothing but a slut. But listen here, I'm not letting you go. If you want sex then fine, I'll give you sex." Jungkooks words hurt Jimin but oddly enough, they turned him on.

"Its not like tha-" Jimin tried to protest but was cut off when Jungkooks tie was wrapped around his mouth muffling his words. Jungkook then grabbed Jimins wrists and tangled them using the seatbelt.

Jimin was fully trapped.

Jimin felt so vulnerable under Jungkooks angry yet lustful stare, but he loved it. The only problem was the hurt in Jungkook's eyes. That is what made Jimin want to fight. That's what made Jimin want to spend the night just apologizing for his stupidity. He wanted to explain what had really happened, who Jin-young really was.