❝I don't think I can survive you, Sweetheart. My veins feel like they're gonna snap any minute but you're just so captivating I wanna taste you until you're painted with my sick marks. Until I take a look at you and get a twisted reminder of how much of a monster I really am.❞ - Dead Dove : Do Not Eat. - ... 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 ׂ ׂ╰┈➤ The world saw hybrids as simple creatures who bled, although didn't have any feelings. Kim Taehyung, the man with dark raven wings and a twisted response to any touch- would do anything it takes to live a normal life with his six other brothers. Seven executive's of the Wing Foundation who the world adored and cared for, secretly suffered experiments to their veins since day one. And you joined their company to assist the coldness ( both metaphorically and literally) of Kim Taehyung. With a quiet curiosity of why the man had eyes that screamed agony - you never backed down when he begged you to leave when his chest was at heaves. And when he first touched you? It had the two of you thinking of what you felt was either just desperate lust or a sickening love. 🪽 | hybrid boss! taehyung x reader | Warnings: This book is heavy with themes that others might find disturbing or saddening. It consists of rape (and or words of sexual harassment) , torture, abuse, death, HEAVY angst (with happy ending), sex/smut kinda slow updates, hence i have other projects and this is just a rewrite. MDNI!!

I leaned into his body, holding onto him all scared he'd run away, but his body had softened around mine. "Are you okay?" He whispered, hand gently smoothing against my lower back. "Mhm," I replied, eyes dragging down to the fault lines of his stomach and I reached out, fingers brushing softly against the hard scars etched into his abs. I let out a small broken breath upon feeling the way his skin reacted to my fingers. "Jungkook," I bit my bottom lip, emotion racking through me as I continued to trace his scars. They weren't small. Some were thin and pale like faded scratches. Others were thicker, uneven lines that cut across his skin like lightning cracks through glass. My fingers moved slowly over them, careful, afraid they might reopen if I pressed too hard. "I don't like these, it breaks my heart." I admitted. He stayed silent, closing his eyes shut carefully like he was bracing himself. "Don't look at them," he said. "They don't matter." ・・・・・ ... 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 ׂ ׂ╰┈➤ You didn't know much about his existence until you got assigned together for a final Senior year project. Midnight, the boy who walks around with bruises and a mind too far gone to be polite. Or rather, Jeon Jungkook, the boy you found yourself doing anything to heal. Jeon Jungkook, the boy who crushed on you since the seventh grade and yet, he can't see himself having a strong enough future to be breathing in a year's pass although you insist it's time to runaway with him and leave every single problem behind. 🩹 |Dr*g addict Jungkook x Fem! Reader| [FIRST PERSON POV] Warnings: HEAVY ANGST(happy ending), HeAvy slow burn, trauma, physical harm caused by self and/or others, smut, language, violence, underage drinking, suicide attempts, DRUG CONSUMPTION , stupid fathers. Word count : 152k