❝i'm dangerous.❞
❝well, hi dangerous. i'm violet.❞
a story where violet manson is hired as a model for the short fused jeon jungkook.
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sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: 30/06/19
ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: 21/08/19
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FREEDOM IS MEANT to taste like no other. yet, as jungkook left the prison as a liberated man, all that remained on his tongue was a lust for revenge. scenes of her with taehyung coiling around his mind in a constant circuit, acting as systematic torture as he closed in on her apartment.
any moral thought lost and abandoned in the scarlet fog that clouded his mind, only instructions of violence and destruction able to reach his limbs.
she needs to learn how much it hurts.
she used us.
she lied to us.
she doesn't love us.
she never did and she never will.
you should have listened to me.
you should have killed her when i gave you the chance.
but it looks like i need to take things into my own hands.
she needs to feel what we feel.
jungkook found himself detained in his own skin. unable to reach out and stop the monster lea had turned him into from hurting his violet as they grew closer and closer to her. wet trails forced themselves to mark his cheeks, clashing with the fury filled exterior.
she doesn't need to be hurt.
she needs me.
she trusts me.
she loves me.
she always has and she always will.
the only thing she doesn't love, is you.
she needs you to leave her and i alone.
yet, even with his dispute, he found his fists impatiently slamming against the oak of her doorway. able to hear the antagonistic chuckle echo through the walls of his mind.
but you're not in control anymore jungkook.
i am.
and that bitch is going to die.
a symphony of clicks were soon to be followed by a pained groan ringing from the hinges of the door, finding violet's figure in the blade of light escaping from the corridor and migrating into her apartment. able to hear her voice hitch with his sight.
