"His Kingdom, My Cage" | Taekook

"His Kingdom, My Cage" | Taekook

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"You say I haven't touched you." "You haven't." "Then why are you shaking?" Taehyung was meant to be leverage - nothing more. But Jungkook doesn't use chains. He uses silence. Velvet rooms. And rules that shift with every breath. There's no safe word. No script. No pattern. Just a gaze that holds tighter than any grip ever could - and eyes that always know exactly when to look away. Resistance becomes ritual. Obedience feels safer than freedom. And inside a house built to listen more than echo, Taehyung begins to question what's real - ...and whether the boy he fears is the only thing he'll never want to escape.
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Not the story with a glass shoe and a prince charming. This one has guns, bruised knuckles, and a mafia prince who doesn't believe in happy endings. Jungkook isn't waiting for rescue - he's just trying to survive. Trapped in a house full of monsters and silence, he's learned that kindness can be fatal and love isn't always gentle. Then there's Kim Taehyung - golden boy of the university, heir to the kind of empire Jungkook wants nothing to do with. Cold, confident, untouchable. The type who gets everything he wants. Except him. "Skipping class again?" Taehyung's voice was smooth, low - the kind that slipped under the skin instead of just being heard. "Didn't feel like it." Footsteps. Slow. Closer. "You never feel like it." Jungkook's reflection met Taehyung's in the glass - two silhouettes, one calm, one trembling with something he couldn't name. "What do you want, Taehyung?" Taehyung stopped just behind him. "You." The word hung there - not romantic, not tender. It was a challenge, a confession, a dare. Taehyung smiled first, slow and dangerous. "You really don't know what you do to people, do you?"

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