Location: Classified
Time: 9:29 am
"Hmm.."
The rays of the morning sun pass through the opened window as the breeze gently touched the sleeping face of Taehyung, his ocean hair a beautiful mess in contrast to the white satin sheets, making him look like a breathtaking painting brought to life.
He stirred, crouching into a ball, loving the warmth coming from the duvet covering his nakedness.
One movement caused him to feel cramps on his lower body, making him groan with his eyes still shut.
Taehyung carefully shifted, body aching all over as if he had run a marathon all night.
He stretched his arms up, cursing in his mind as the pain shoots down his back, mainly in his sore ass.
Damn.. Jungkook..
He fluttered his eyes open, squinting a little as he got blinded by the morning sun. He groaned once more, regretting his life decisions.
Fighting over the pain, the doctor carefully sat atop the bed, wincing at the pang in his ass upon making contact with the soft mattress.
He blinked a couple of times, biting his lower lip to suppress the uneducated words from coming out of his mouth.
Taehyung looked around the room, finally dawning in him that he's alone. He sighed, feeling a bit disappointed for not seeing the ravenette next to him when he woke up.
As he pushed the duvet off his body, Taehyung's eyes widened, his cheeks turning beet red, seeing purple marks on his lower abdomen, decorating his skin near his crotch.
He bit his bottom lip as memories from last night till the break of dawn crossed his mind, making him feel hot all over.
Flustered, Taehyung grabbed a pillow and squealed like a teenager, his cheeks feeling hot in embarrassment.
His body was reacting to the memory of how Jungkook made him reach his high over and over again until both of them were satiated and unable to move a single bone in their body.
He remembered how he writhed underneath the ravenette as he plunged himself inside of him in an animalistic pace until he screamed his name for God knows how many times.
Taehyung felt so hot. He gently moved over the edge of the bed, settling his feet on the ground as he stood, only to fall down hard when his knees buckle, seemingly losing energy as the pain creeped on to his back.
"Fuck!" Taehyung grunted, his ass falling hard on the floor, making him hiss in utter pain. He gripped on the bed, aiming to stand.
In that moment, the bathroom door opened, revealing the ravenette with his hair still wet from shower, his toned body exposed with only a small towel covering his lower body.
Their eyes met for a brief moment before Taehyung lowered his head, cheeks turning pink in embarrassment as he tried standing on his feet.
He hasn't seen it coming when strong arms lifted him up, making him shriek when his legs were wrapped around Jungkook's waist.
Taehyung's eyes widened, staring so close to Jungkook's charcoal ones. He circled his arms around his neck, jolting a little when Jungkook rested his hands on his bare ass to support him as he made his way to the bathroom.
Nobody talked, only the sound of Jungkook's steps were heard as he made his way inside, settling Taehyung on top of the counter.
Jungkook opened the faucet and filled the tub with warm water. He poured calming essence on the water before going back to Taehyung who's silently watching his movement.
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His Killer | KOOKV ✔
FanfictionAn attempt to kill Kim Taehyung has made his life miserable. The wounds of the past that he tries to conceal haunt him to no end which result to what he thought to be a chance encounter with the hired killer himself, Jeon Jungkook. ****** Pediatric...
