Kill and Demise - TaeKook

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WARNING: Rape (flashbacks)
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Enjoy.
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"Jungkook—" MoonByul gasped.

All members directed their gazes to where the Sargent was looking. And sure enough, there—at the top of the stairs to the bedrooms—stood Jeon Jungkook.

No one knew how long the youngest had been standing there. No one knew how much he had seen or heard. But, if one thing is for sure, he must have seen HyeJin kiss Taehyung. And Taehyung deepen the kiss. Willingly.

Taehyung broke from the kiss, looking to the top of the stairs. His heart clenched, like someone was squeezing it, when he saw Jungkook standing there, completely frozen. Like upon seeing the kiss shared, his whole being ceased from moving.

And that was true. Jungkook's body froze. He was shocked, each breath was caught in his throat. He felt a nauseating feeling swirl in his stomach. He felt like he was going to be sick, but—he was stubborn.

He wasn't going to let them know that he was hurt. Not again. Never again.

Jungkook swallowed the lump in his throat. "Seems like she has it handled." Was all he could say.

Then he made eye contact with Taehyung. And God did that hurt. Taehyung's wide puppy eyes and beautiful tan skin. Jungkook's eyes traveled down, and he felt his breath get caught in his throat again when he saw Taehyung's hands on HyeJin's waist, holding her close.

Just like he did to him.

All he could do was give a small, nod, signaling that he didn't care. His expression was blank, blocking out any and all emotions that so desperately wanted to break loose.

And then, turning on his heels, Jungkook walked back to his room. Calmly—even though everything in him wanted to run. Run away from this. From his feelings.

From Taehyung and his stupid puppy eyes.

As soon as Jungkook turned and stepped away, Taehyung snapped back to reality. To the reality that Jungkook had most definitely seen everything. To the reality that Jungkook had seen him kiss HeyJin.

"Jungkook! Wait!" Taehyung let go of HyeJin, stepping away from her and taking off towards the stairs.

Jungkook didn't stop, however. He just close his eyes and kept walking. Calmly. Calmly. Calmly. Although, inside, Jungkook felt himself slowly starting to break down. His heart clenching painfully, his head spinning, his stomach twisting. He felt like he was going to be sick.

Jungkook reaches his door, he opened it and got inside, just before Taehyung reached it. The strong wooden door was shut and locked before Taehyung could stop it.

Before he could explain. Although—there wasn't much to explain. Was there? HyeJin and Taehyung kissed. They had been kissing—holding each other—even after Taehyung and Jungkook were together.

But weren't they? Together? Sure, they kissed, held each other, and had sex. But where they together?

Nonetheless, Jungkook felt himself break down as soon as the door was locked. He felt his eyes prickle as salty liquid flooded his water lines. He didn't even need to blink for the hot liquid to fall down onto his cheeks.

The youngest stumbled back, away from the door. He couldn't breath. The events of a few moments ago restricting his air way.

And then it happened.

The flashbacks...

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