"Open your legs wider," jungkook commanded, low and controlled, like he wasn't speaking to the boy he once cherished. He watched Taehyung obey not out of need but out of force. Skin met skin, heat without tenderness, closeness stripped of comfort. When it was over, Taehyung's hands trembled as he leaned in, searching, "Just hold me, please" he whispered, fragile with hope. Jungkook bent close instead, breath ghosting his ear. "You can't be her." 《Content warning》 • Violence • Profanity • IllegalActivity • Abuse • Homophobia • Vengeance • BloodandGore • Drug