Jeongguk was up earlier than usual, his surroundings too warm to be okay. He wasn't used to warmth, nor the soft feeling that came along with it.
His back was against something steadily breathing, hands wrapped around his tiny waist and face snuggled into the crook of his neck.
Nobody ever stayed with him after sex, it was so new, he couldn't really help feel violated by it.
So he slowly pushed away the chest after unwrapping the hands and stuffing a pillow between them. All whilst slightly grimacing at the pain in his body.
He rushed to the washroom, taking a bath, getting dressed in all black apparels that were usually kept hidden behind his pastel, cute clothing. He decided to overlap clothing, there were cameras all over his neighbourhood.
He stuffed a surgical mask inside his backpack, rushing out of the house with his wallet inside his back pocket.
He made way out of the neighbourhood before rushing towards the early morning breakfast shop, buying some waffles and yogurt.
Once he entered the small alleyway near his neighbourhood on his way back, he changed his clothing, keeping the backpack against the door where his bestfriend was smoking, throwing him a glare when he refused to take them in. The other boy knew well enough what it meant if he wasn't going to help Jeongguk but liked to joke around nonetheless.
When he made his way outside the alleyway, he rushed to Ms. Park's house, unlocking the door with the key he knew the woman placed under her doormat. So simple and stupid.
He slowly made his way into the house, taking a view at the clock in her living room. 4:54 am.
He made way into her bedroom, locking the door behind him before walking to her bedside. He knew the woman would wake up in a matter of time, she wasn't a deep sleeper.
He rummaged through her phone, taking a look at her messages.
The woman had multiple people she was messaging, well, sexting. He laughed at it, angry at how she was probably just using his Taehyung as a trophy.
The woman on the bed stirred in her sleep.
He was getting impatient so he drew out the knife from his side, the one he brought from her kitchen, and traced it across her neck with his gloved hand.
Tiny droplets of blood rose around the collarbone he had circled, pressing a little more harder when he brought it close to her wrist.
The woman jolted awake, the pain surprising her before widening her eyes at the sight before her.
"Oh, I see you're awake Ms. Park. How'd you like to be killed?"
The lady shaked in terror upon finding the usual happy glint in the boy's eyes missing, an almost empty look laced with menace in them.
"J-jeongguk w-what are y-you doin-ouch, s-stop!",he'd slitted her wrist slightly, drawing out a thin trail of blood he knew wasn't enough, it'd heal in a few minutes.
"Geez, you're stuttering more than me.", she looked at him, confused. He didn't stutter in public, he'd tried but it was overbearing so he deemed the pink jumpsuit would have to do for the babyboy mask, he was right. The first day of college and everybody just adored him.
If only they knew.
"I know I don't really stutter, but your boyfriend fucked me so well last night ma'am, I was a mess without even trying."
He loved how Mina took some time to digest in his words.
"Fucked me so well, kissed me so well, I swear, I love being his slut, his only slut,"
She knew this was the end, Jeongguk wasn't going to let her live, there was no way she was going to escape. She was a psychologist for god's sake, she knew the boy wasn't okay.
He pressed down the knife harder, the already bleeding wounding opening up more.
"You have to go Mina, I can't share Taehyung. I'm not really sorry though, he was just a trophy for you. Bye"
With that, he lifted the knife and stabbed a hole through her chest, a slight wince, and she was dead.
He took his sweet time in circling the knife, creating the puncture in her chest larger, the sound and sight pleasing him.
He had avenged his love, Taehyung was all his now.
He left the house an hour later, the knife washed and back in the cupboard, his gloves wiped of all bloods like his face.
About an hour later, he was on bed with Taehyung kissing down his body lovingly, moaning out the man's name.
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deranged | taegguk
FanfictionA deranged lover isn't the best thing to be obsessed over, somehow, jeongguk learns that the hard way. _________________________________________ - mysteryunresolved© *credits for all the audio visuals used in this book to the own...
