His Darkest Desire ||Taekook||

chapter five

Sunlight peeked through the open curtains of the window shining brightly as they cast onto Taehyung's face. This causes him to groan as he's awakened at the crack of dawn feeling his muscles sore and achy as twists and rubs at his eyes. Once snapped open, he looks around the unfamiliar room, a loud gasp falling from his parted lips as he finds himself in Jungkook's bedroom. Holy crap! He thinks, staring down at his figure only to find two arms wrapped around his waist, a face buried in his neck. Taehyung tries to not let this affect him, but the way he's being held is internally freaking him out.

Goosebumps form on his skin when he feels Jungkook's light breath brush against the skin of his neck. Taehyung is mortified for wanting to curl into a hole when he suddenly realizes something and panic rises in his chest. Fuck. He's so going to die today.

He needs to get out of here. Taehyung gradually removes Jungkook's grip from his body and sits up looking around until his gaze lands on the large window in the corner of Jungkook's bedroom. Perfect. He thinks this is his way out. He carefully stood up and tiptoed to the bay window, gently opening it almost to have his eyes widen at what he saw.

No. No. No. There was no railing nor a balcony. When he looked down, he almost regretted seeing how high up he was. Below him is the concrete ground and bushes surrounding the walls of the mansion. Taehyung's face instantly turns pale and he gasps once again when he hears a husky voice call out to him.

"Go on jump. I dare you." Taehyung's breath gets caught in his throat as he swiftly turns around to find a cocky Jungkook leaning against the wall. Omg he woke up. He's so dead.

"W-what?" he gulps harshly when Jungkook pushes himself off the wall and runs his fingers through his messy dark hair. The side of his lips twitch into a smirk as he takes a step forward causing Taehyung to unconsciously step back.

When Jungkook had woken up, he cursed the gods for having a huge headache. He doesn't remember anything that happened last night, but is surprised to find his captive in his bedroom. What he does find amusing is seeing him stand at the bay window.

He smirks knowing that there isn't a way to actually escape. One because his room is high up and when this mansion was built, they didn't add any railings knowing that it was only for sunlight and a sufficient ventilation would enter his room and keep the air sweet. He quietly gets out of bed and heads over to the wall leaning against it and watches in amusement when Taehyung silently curses under his breath.

"I said jump since you want to leave. It's not that hard.'" He tilted his head, taking another step towards him when Taehyung didn't realize that the window was still open as Jungkook now stood in front of him with the same prominent smirk on his lips.

"I- d-don't-" a scream rolls from his tongue when Jungkook suddenly pushes him out of the window. He closes his eyes ready to feel the harsh impact of the ground. Is this how he's going to die? Not have any kids or get married. His heartbeat starts to quicken, finding it hard to breathe as he swallows harshly and body tenses when his eyes abruptly close and he falls into a pit of darkness.

Jungkook laughs after grabbing onto Taehyung's wrist. It was fun watching him fall out and scream at the top of his lungs. Honestly he thought he was going to jump but found some entertainment in pushing him out himself. Even though that was his intention, his reflexes were pretty fast and he immediately got a grip on Taehyung's hand pulling him back inside. Jungkook frowns when he doesn't hear the latter throw another fit at Jungkook's actions.

Taehyung's back is facing him and he suddenly turns him around almost shocked to find his eyes closed. He lays him down on the ground and curses under his breath. Great...

"Fuck! he passed out again." Jungkook groans once again in the same scenario. His eyes flicker from the passed out boy to his door. Seriously where the fuck is help when you need it. Besides what if he just threw him out the window. Nah..that's not fun. He'd probably look like a squashed pancake.