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Past title ~ Toxic love
"If you ever doubt the depths of my love for you... if you think it's fading or slipping away... then end me. Just pull the trigger and rid this world of my existence-for a life without your love is a fate worse than death."
His words weren't a plea. They were a command cloaked in devotion, madness wrapped in velvet.
They say love saves. But his?
His love hunted
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"S-sir, this is wrong. He may die. I-it's dangerous-"
"What do you think, Mr. Yun? That I'm stupid?"
He didn't shout. He didn't rage.
Instead, Jungkook loaded the rifle with a single bullet-deliberate, intimate, almost tender. Like writing a love letter in blood.
"I'm not aiming for his head or chest... no. My target is his leg-the very limb that dared to step out on its own."
He positioned the rifle with an assassin's grace and a lover's cruelty. The scope found Taehyung, far in the distance, limping through the trees like a ghost trying to escape the afterlife.
"I told you I'd do anything you ask, my love. But letting you slip from my grasp? Never. Even if it means wrapping you in pain or drawing tears from your eyes, you will remain with me-enthralled and captive, forever."
And then he pulled the trigger.
The shot cracked through the night like a broken promise.
Taehyung's scream followed, raw and human and devastating. It tore through the silence, echoing with betrayal, pain, and fear.
Jungkook lowered the rifle, his smirk slow and satisfied.
In that one shot, he hadn't just pierced flesh-he had shattered freedom.
The chase was over.
The chain was fastened again.
And the man he loved would never walk away.
Not anymore.
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