MR. PAINTER ||JUNGKOOK X READER||

MR. PAINTER ||JUNGKOOK X READER||

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Update whenever it's ready . . . . "...I saw a little girl walking alone in the dark. Good opportunity to attacked but I won't. look at her, her clothes is dusty, her hair, oh my God, so messy, and her smells is really bad. Haven't she take a bath?" "Do you want her or not?" I look at the grouchy man next to me. he will keep complaining about what he found tonight, but I see it's my chance now, I won't waste it. he doesn't want her then she's mine. "No, I'm good, you can have her." he left the rooftop and disappeared in the dark, leaving me alone. I look back at the girl down there who walk alone, her eyes wander here and there, being alert of the dangerous she might face later on since it's already midnight. as if she's walking alone in the wild, fragile and weak, any predators will come and attacked her. I feel sorry that she have to meet me. she will safe from another bad things but not safe from me. in the moment she's in front of me, her shocking eyes and her weak and trembling body is all I need, especially her screams is just like a song to my ears. it doesn't matter if she's smells bad, she still good for me. I can say that I am indeed greedy, but that makes me feel better. It make me strong.
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It's been a month since the worst incident of my life happened. It's like the world's collapsing and it will never stop. As the dark night engulfs me, I feel myself surrendering to the depression and anxiety that the eerie silence brings. No hope or vision of a bright future, I sit on my bed, curled up like a ball, drunk as I think about that incident. Who did it? Why her? Suicidal thoughts begin to rush in but they soon get disrupted as I hear someone yelling OPPA GANGNAM STYLE!!! Who tf is singing at 3 AM- ⚠️TW⚠️ :Suicide, self harm, strong language and slight smut. Hope you enjoy the story :) 💜

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