Esphialtes

Esphialtes

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A Taekook Fanfiction Prologue It was an eventful night for Jungkook. At first he was jamming with his friends, partying hard and he got bored. The next thing he knew he's out in the streets alone, not that sober and not that drunk. He decided to get more drinks. While looking around he noticed a bar named "Slim Stone" with black and gold lights surrounding it. Jungkook just shrugged and decided to get inside the Slim Stone bar. When he entered he was confused on why there were only guys there. He didn't care anyway and went his way to room that says CLASS S. He doesn't know what that means but he still went in. Inside the small room is a red sofa with 2 cushions, a small table and a pole in front of it. He went straight to the sofa and sat down. As soon as he sat down a waiter came inside the room and asked for his order. Jungkook ordered 2 Special Banana Cocktail. The waiter then wrote his order and told him Service will be coming in 5 minutes. Little did he know the minute Service stepped in his life would change. ̶̶̶̶̶------------------------------------------------------------ Hey everyone! Achimryon here. I was gonna write another short story but when I started writing this I wanted to make it into a book. Shout out to all Army's out there! Hope you'll like it! Please Vote, Comment and Share! Thank you (๑ơ ₃ ơ)♥
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Jungkook couldn't stand frat parties, fuckboys, and Kim Taehyung-not necessarily in that order. The thumping bass of cheap EDM music and the sour stench of spilled beer were enough to make him swear off ever stepping foot into one again. But it was Jimin's birthday, and somehow, his best friend always had a way of convincing him to do things he loathed. Jungkook told himself he'd stay for five minutes, ten at most. What he didn't expect? A pair of handcuffs, wild curls, and one bed... oh, and did I forget to mention? A very closely tied said Kim Taehyung to Jungkook, courtesy of those damn cuffs. Spotify Playlist: https://spoti.fi/3rDyPiG I wrote this story for the In Bloom AO3/Twitter fest, please see the link below for the original story & the prompt.

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