Indulgence- Taehyung [18+]

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Jungkook couldn't help but stand there. His eyes glued on the door before him and fingers planted on the knob. But he he didn't turn it. Didn't do anything more than pull his hand away before bawling it into a fist, in which he knocked ever so cautiously on the door. Unsure if she'd answer it. But she did. And never before had he seen one eyes look so lifeless before.

"Jungkook?" Ming knew she shouldn't have answered the door. Having been instructed by Jin to not do so unless he was there. But she did. Because there was no care left in her body. No care to survive.

And she watched the way his eyes darted back and forth between her and the floor. All while he cleared his throat. Even if he wasn't one to act nervous.

"I just thought I'd check up on you—"

"Why—"

"Because—"

"You never cared about him." She couldn't help but cut him off. Scoffing in the most demeaning manner while doing so only to feel the way her eyes began to sting. Because she missed him. Missed him more than she could even express.

"Ming—"

"How fucking naive do you think I am? Huh?" Her voice was so broken. Yet she couldn't hear it. Couldn't hear the way the words came out so painfully.

"You know you would've killed him if you had the chance." He would've. Would've found a way to get the man all to himself. And would've made sure he'd be the one having Yoongi beg to stay alive as the man watched her tears meet with her lips. Her lips that Ming had been craving to feel pressed against her loves.

Yet Jungkook stayed silent. Unable to speak. Because the tension was there. Was there and so prominent. Leading to the silence around them creating the aura at which they stared at each other. All until Jungkook decided to take a step closer to her. Wanting her to feel ones warmth. Even if it wasn't her loves.

"Don't touch me—"

"Ming." He knew she needed it. Knew her body couldn't stop from aching at just the thought of no longer getting to experience something that Ming had always cherished. Having remembered the nights where it was just her and Yoongi lying in bed together while a movie filters their ears. All until the man would get a little more devious. Eliciting the most beautiful giggles from the girl who couldn't help but yell his name ever so playfully each time he'd bury his face into her neck with a smile. Letting her feel the way his hands slid down her waist. And the way they kept the woman pressed against him.

But it wasn't the same. Wasn't the same feeling she'd experience with the man who was no longer there to hold her as Jungkook continued to try and get her to give in. To give in to his arms that wrapped around her frame. And to give in to the way he pressed his hand against the back of her head. And all while her face buried itself into his chest. Because she couldn't resist. Couldn't resist that feeling of protection.

"I'm sorry." He was. Was sorry to see someone so beautiful shedding tears over a man Ming knew he couldn't give two fucks about. Because he didn't . And so she let herself melt into his touch. Wanting him to become like utter putty in her hands. Putty that she'd be able to mold into something that would soon turn useless.

"I just miss him, kookie. . . I miss him so badly." She let the nickname escape her lips. Having felt the instant stiffness of his body that could feel the way she pulled away from him just enough to meet his eyes. His eyes that watched the way her own trailed down to his lips. All while the softness of her fingers run along his torso. Feeling each dent and each crevice of his abs that would have women doing anything just to have the man touch them in the most sacred manner.

And just like that, the aura was no longer like the one before. No longer angry. No longer hurt. Because next were the breaths. The breaths that began to brush against one another's skin the minute Jungkook slid his hand up her jaw. Unable to control the amount of want coursing through his veins that felt as though they were on fire. Because he knew she was something dangerous. Something that everyone craves for but knows they can't have. And something that was no longer an obstacle to him because he was gone.

So he watched the way she watched him. All while a silent whisper of his name met with his ears. Just soft enough to make him close his eyes. And just desperate enough to have the man already connecting their lips. Because there was no one to stop them. No one to pull the man back and kill him from even looking at Ming a certain way. She was free.

"How long has it been since you've been touched like this? Huh?" The question was so simple. Yet she couldn't remember. Having voiced out an incoherent I don't know only to feel the way he pulled on her hips. Even if she did indeed remember the last time her loves hands grazed the heat of her skin that Jungkook wanted to taste each inch of.

And he did. He tasted each crevice of her body that was like poison to his veins. Poison that was always so alluring yet the deadliest. Because that's all Ming was. Was the forbidden fruit lying on the tree just waiting to be plucked off and tasted by another man who didn't know how insane the girl was. Having already gotten Jungkook wanting more of her without even receiving so much as a whimper of his name as the man pressed her body into the front door. Unable to wait any longer. Because he wanted her. Wanted to be the one she'd look at the same way she used to look at Yoongi.

And he listened to her pleas of his name. And her pleas for him to keep going as he fucked the girl as if he owned her. Unknowing of the fact that Ming had someone else on her mind. Someone else that had her feeling completely disgusting for letting someone who she knew Yoongi wanted dead, to be touching her in this kind of way. But that's all she could do. All she could do to get the man right where she wanted before his lungs could catch their final breath. Having began the deconstruction of Jungkook. Just like the man who already started on his sister. Because both Taehyung and Ming were taught to sacrifice. Sacrifice the ones that were too oblivious to realize that they. . . were now prey.

Finally wrote something lmfao. Been lacking on keeping up with updating. But I hope that my precious kittens liked it and are doing okay. Because that's all I care about. And with that, I will be saying goodbye for the night *evil laugh* (off to write more chapters for my new book hehehe.) mommy loves you all to the moon and back. . . see you soon (｡╯ᴗ╰)〜♡