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JUST JUNGKOOK GETTING OUT OF THE SHOWER
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MEAN GIRLS (2004) dir. Mark Waters
My face is sitting, I don't need no disguise. Don't comment on my body, do not reply. Your business is yours and mine is mine. Why do you care so much whose dick I ride?
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Yandere! Jeon Jungkook
On the Lookout: Part 1
Warning:The story quoted below is only a story for entertainment and does not demonstrate who are and attitudes of BTS members.Read at your own risk.
This story contains descriptions of abandonment, Yandere behavior, and physical violence.
Author's Note: This is my first story, I've written and rewritten it a million times and I hope you enjoy it. It's very likely that there will be a sequel, but I will only do it if you like it, please give me your opinion. If you have any requests, constructive criticism or questions I will be glad to answer them. Also let me know if you prefer longer or shorter stories, I was really confused about how much I should write. The next story will probably come out next week,which is a request from someone very special to me,so I'll try to do it as soon as possible. See you soon ! 💜
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New life,new city,new school and maybe new friends. That's how Y/N's head was at that moment. After her father still in childhood abandoned her mother and her,Y/N's mother tried every way to support herself and the little girl,which unfortunately did not happen as planned . Even with her heart in her hands Y/N's mother sent her to live in Seoul with Y/N's grandmother, as there she believed the girl would have a better life and future than she had in Gwanju. Y/N could feel the trembling in her hands, as that winter morning was one of the coldest the little girl had ever witnessed. Walking towards the school the girl could feel the blood rushing through her veins, caused by nervousness. Her grandmother had informed the girl that that school was attended only by the upper class and that she had managed to get Y/N a place there only because she had an old friend who worked there and because of her granddaughter's grades, which were easily seen to be excellent. When she went to cross a street there was a screeching sound. Quickly the fragile girl's body was thrown forward . Y/N could feel the deep pain all over her body. At lightning speed Y/N heard door slams. It was then that she saw a tall young looking man in a black coat who had just stepped out of a black Rolls Royce.
- The light-skinned man was shouting to the four winds and Y/N was sure that anyone who was more than 500 meters away could easily hear the man's fury against the girl.
- D-sorry - Even though Y/N knew she was right she didn't have the courage to defend herself as he looked too scary for her. The girl couldn't even look at the man, he was much bigger and extremely scary to her.
Before the man could utter even worse curses at the girl there was another knock on the door.
-What is going on here?!- Y/N could see the expensive shoes and uniform pants of the owner of the voice, but she couldn't look in his direction.
At that moment she didn't know, but that voice would terrify her for the rest of her life.
- Young master, you'd better get back to the car, it's very cold out here. - The driver was trying to persuade the young master to get into the car, he knew that the young master's mother would not be at all happy if he became ill.
- So now only I feel cold? You ran over this girl on the first day of school and you want to leave her here? - The boy shouted, he could be much scarier than the other man.
-I'm sorry young master, this won't happen again. -The driver said this with his head down, a way he thought might have an effect to get his pity.
-Hey, are you all right? Do you think you broke a bone or something? -The owner of the most expensive shoes in his house in Gwanju crouched down to his size. Now Y/N could see his face, if someone asked her what he looked like she couldn't even describe him, she only knew that he was for sure the most beautiful guy she had ever seen. The girl looked at him for so long that she started to turn red, automatically in a natural act she lowered her face so he couldn't see her blushing face. But he had already seen it.
- Are you all right? - With one hand he lifted Y/N's chin so that he could see her face.
- I-am- The girl stammered, because of the cold and embarrassment she felt.
- If you say so. - In one swift act he picked the girl up and lifted her, leading her toward the car. He could see the girl's visible reluctance to get into the car.
-The girl was confused and reluctant, her mother had always taught her never to get into a stranger's car.
-Yes, we're from the same school. You're not going to tell me that you haven't realized this until now?- He was looking intently in Y/N's direction. Now that the girl went to realize that the school blouse was the same,she was so impressed with his beauty that she hadn't even noticed.
-You don't have to take me, I'll walk," said the girl walking away from him.
- Of course not, it's too cold and besides I owe you one," he said holding her wrists so she couldn't move away, "stay calm, we're just going to school, my name is Jeon Jungkook and you are? - he let go of the girl's wrists and extended his hand to her.
- Park Y/N - he said extending his hand and squeezing her small hand in his.
- It's a pleasure to meet you Y/N. Here, take my coat, it's cold. - Jungkook smiled at her as he pushed her into the car.
The ride to school was short, about seven minutes. And they remained without exchanging a single word. Stopping the car Y/N could already see many luxurious cars getting in and out and the noise of young people talking and laughing, it was visible that this place was not for her.
- Don't worry, you'll get used to it," said Jeon Jungkook looking in the same direction as her. The "scary" driver opened the door for Y/N who got out followed by Jungkook.
- Thank you so much," she said as she took off her jacket and handed it to the taller man.
- Not at all, good class," she said as she sent a smile in the girl's direction. She just turned around and started walking as fast as possible. Y/N had no idea where her classroom was, so she thought about asking someone, she knew that if she took longer she would be late.
- Hi, do you know where this room is?
- Yes, this is my office. My name is Jung Hoseok, your future classmate," she said as she sent a bright smile to Y/N.
It had been two months since Park Y/N had started going to school and in that time she and Hoseok had become good friends. He was always very kind to her and unlike everyone else he didn't criticize her for not being in a higher social class, just like he was. About Jeon Jungkook, she talked to him once in a while, but the girl preferred to stay away from him since the girl started to have feelings for him, and in her mind Jungkook would never look at her that way, he had a legion of fans in high school that were girls with extremely beautiful faces and bodies and were in the same social class as him. Furthermore it seems that Jeon Jungkook didn't like Jung Hoseok at all, whenever he was with Y/N he was bothered by Hoseok's presence. What he felt for her was just compassion,it sure was.
While Y/N was looking for Hobi in the break, she heard noises coming from a room. She went into the room and turned the knob, opening the door. The sight she saw was horrible and she would never in her life want to witness that scene again. It was two of Jungkook's friends, Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin, who, while one was holding Hobi, were beating him, who already had a pool of his blood on his feet. While all this was going on Jeon Jungkook was sitting on a school chair, just watching this horrific scene.
- What is this? - said Y/N in a loud and clear voice with tears on her face, making everyone there look scared.
-Shit!
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" don’t you ever raise your voice at me. ”
trigger warning(s): mentions of murder, mafia, brutal beatings, suggestion of sex, cursing, manhandling, yandere themes
word count: 3K
a/n: this might be my last post for a while because i think im beginning to fall back into an episode of depression and i don’t know when i will have the motivation to write again but i mat need to write to feel some normalcy, i guess we’ll just have to see!! but please enjoy and apologies for any spelling errors it’s 2am where i live and im TIRED! also thank you for all of the love on the latest post before this one <3 enjoy and stay safe xoxo
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You brushed through you h/c hair softly as your mind was suspended into nothing. You couldn’t really process anything lately, you were stressed to say the least.
Between work, your boyfriend Jungkook and his work. His foul, inhumane, scarring work. When you met the mysterious, charming man you could never have imagined his day to day life in a million years. From simple meetings of heists and information theft to brutal interrogations performed by his men or commonly himself.
It was still a lot after 3 years because how could it ever not be. No matter what Jungkook did, you adapted. If he needed to go into the field for a mission, you could be left alone for weeks at a time with the company of bodyguards to keep you from harm's way. If an important deal fell through, Jungkook would be so tense and angered, you had to walk on eggshells with everything you did or said. If Jungkook had to go on business to another country, of course he would bring you whether or not you wanted to come, making you fall behind in your own work and having to work twice as hard to be up to speed.
You were drained- mentally, physically and emotionally. You were at a breaking point, you had been for a while, but of course you never spoke your mind in fear of how things would turn out.
“ Y/N ?”
You finished brushing your hair into a convenient bun on the back of your head, “ I’m upstairs.”, you yelled back.
Like tonight, a perfect example. It is 20 minutes after midnight and Jungkook has just strolled into the house without a call, text or a damn email since he left this morning. The problem is he wants everything to be sunshine and rainbows with you without the work of it.
The door of your shared bedroom slowly opened revealing your self-assured, over-achieving boyfriend.
“ Babe ?”
You peaked from the expensively-innovated washroom with an unreadable expression. You locked eyes with him and his eyes showed a kind, sweet gaze even after leaving you worried all day.
He wore all black attire, black denim jeans, black long-sleeved button-up, his signature black combat boots and a leather jacket to top it off. You couldn’t lie- he was unbelievably handsome. Even if you weren’t happy with him, he was still the charmer you met from the beginning.
As your eyes came back up, his eyes were already on you. His eyes locked on the silk, white nightdress you wore that stopped right above your thigh. As his eyes traveled he found himself locked on your hardened nipples that showed perfectly through the silk from the cold breeze. His sweet gaze had turned dark and lustful causing your cheeks to burn up in surprise.
Clearing your throat and smiling awkwardly, Jungkook raised his eyebrow with a smirk that made you melt intensely, “ How was work, today ?”, you asked, turning back to the mirror to take off the remainder of your jewelry.
It was almost silent as his soft hum echoed through the master bedroom, “ It was work, nothing special.”
He told you this, but you knew better. After so many years, you learned to decode his white lies. Nothing special means it was gruesome and violent, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.
You rolled your eyes to yourself and sighed, “ Must’ve been a little busy, yeah ?”. So busy, he couldn’t contact you once.
Jungkook sat on the bed pulling off his shoes and shrugged, “ Not really, basically just some paperwork and meetings.”
As you pulled off your diamond necklace, a gift from Jungkook to make up for his childish behavior, you nodded, “ Then maybe I could accompany you since it’s boring as of late.”
It was quiet as you heard him shuffling around. Gently, you placed the necklace into your jewelry box along with your other pieces and wondered how many of the pieces were a genuine gift and how many were an indirect apology from Jungkook.
You slightly jumped and felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around your torso just below your breasts. But, relaxed a bit as Jungkook rested his head on the crook of your neck.
“ Kook, what are you doing ?”, you asked softly, asking a question that wasn’t exactly for this moment in time, but a question for the entirety of your relationship.
“ I was gone all day, I want to hold my baby, is that a crime ?”, his voice smug and proud.
You said nothing, shutting the lid of your jewelry box and looking up at your reflection in the mirror. Jungkook looked into your eyes through the reflection smirking slightly, one of his large hands staying on the cusp of your breasts and the other traveling down your body to rest on your hip.
He changed from his work clothes into a simple pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt, all he needed to drive you crazy.
“ I missed you, princess, real bad.”, he whispered and began to leave soft, wet kisses on your exposed neck. Your knees began to go a bit weak and the butterflies in your stomach went wild.
Of course he was being needy when you were fed up with his behavior, could you ever break the cycle ?
It was silent other than your slow inhales and shaky exhales. His hand that sat on your hip began to raise the end of the silk fabric gently.
“ I know you missed me too, baby, you don’t have to be shy.”Jungkook spoke in the voice you heard when he was dealing with a partner and needed to persuade the other party. God, it always works wonders for him. And, now you.
His hand ventured down from the top of your thigh to in-between your legs, his slender fingers pulled at the waistband of your black panties making you gasp lightly at the contact.
“ Kook, we need to have a talk.”, you managed to get out somehow during your trance.
“ We can talk as soon as I get done making up for lost time, princess.”, his words came off his tongue clearly and seductively.
As much as you wanted him to fuck you, your mind caught a glimpse of Jungkook beating up someone for not paying his debt when it was owed. You thought of the beating turning deadly and that maybe this person died after being beaten so brutally. You pictured your boyfriend having his body disposed of and any evidence thrown away. How could you let those same evil hands touch you ? You caught his hand quickly and shook your head at him through the mirror.
“ I'd rather we talk now.”
His hand fell from your body and his arms crossed at your words, a worried expression sketching over his face waiting for you to speak.
In the silence you pondered about whether or not you should speak your mind for once or just apologize and let him have his way. But, the look of concern on his face pushed you over the edge into a pool of confidence.
“ I want you to leave the mafia.”, you said, turning from the mirror and looking up at him with soft eyes. At first a small chuckle left his lips thinking you must be joking with him, but after seeing you purse your lips and look to the ground nervously, his face dropped.
“ There’s no fucking way you’re serious, is there ?”, he asked you rhetorically.
“ Kook, I know it sounds crazy, bu-”
Jungkook scoffed, turned from you and walked out of the bathroom. Your eyebrows knitted together in irritation at his rude behavior. Of course when you had something to say, he had to act so childish. You stood in the doorway of the bathroom watching as he sat down on the bed and rubbed his temples.
“ Listen, I had a long day and I really don’t want to argue, Y/N.”
“ It isn’t arguing, I’m trying to talk to my boyfriend about something that is bothering me and you just don’t want to listen as usual..”
He bodded with an ironic smirk on his face, “ You’re right, I don’t want to come home to hear you bitch about things that don’t directly affect you, I just want to fuck you and tell you how much I love and adore you. You know me so well.”
It was your turn to scoff and raise your voice a bit, “ I’ve never been this stressed in my fucking life, Kook, I’m always worried about you, my career and our future. Everything that you’ve gone through, I’ve been right by your side and I always felt the consequences of being in this relationship- the good and the bad.”, you finished with a determined look on your face.
He looked up from the ground, concentrating on your words, but he didn’t seem bothered at all. In fact, he seemed relaxed and even more bored of the conversation, “ I know you make a lot of sacrifices for me and my work, I am so thankful for that, but I can’t give it up because it isn’t just my job it is my life.”, he explained simply making you feel guilty for bringing it up.
Jungkook walked over to you, towering over your body in intimidation, he smiled sweetly looking down at your blank eyes, “ How about we forget this whole thing and just watch a movie, yeah ?”
“ Will you fucking take me serious, Jungkook.”, you stated coldy pushing past him.
Jungkook followed in behind you and stopped a few feet away from you as you stopped in your tracks.
“ I don’t know how much I can handle this lifestyle, it’s making me go a little crazy and I don’t want to put my health in last place as I’ve done before, I want to be with you and be happy.”
Your boyfriend nodded before walking over the bed and sitting down, “ Okay, so what does that really mean, y-you don’t love me anymore.”, his voice becoming unstable as he thought of you finding another man and being in love with someone other than himself. His temper couldn’t help but rise as he looked over at you with a raised eyebrow.
You turned over at him hearing his tone changed immediately shaking your head, “ Of course not, I just don’t want prioritize everything else over my well-being, I love you and I would stay by your side through anything, but I was lately I’ve been thinking about a life where we have a permanent home, a little family and.. I don’t have to imagine you not coming back home to me.”, you finished with a gloss in your eyes and Jungkook with a softened gaze.
“ I mean, I really do understand you’re still trying to prove something to your father, but I-“
He laughed softly at your accusation although you were right, he always made his father proud by being the best at everything he did and turning away from the family business isn’t something he would approve of even from beyond the grave.
“ Babe, I don’t have to prove shit to anyone- especially a dead man.”, he told you with a faux-unfazed tone.
“ Okay, so then, why don’t you turn away from this life, so we could be a normal couple, be a normal family.”
“ Y/N, this is my normal. You forget I wasn’t just brought into this ten years ago, it’s always been my fucking life.”
“ Sometimes I think you say stupid shit just for attention, Y/N.”
You crossed your arms in defense and glared over at him, “ Stupid shit ? Stupid shit is having to wait hours after midnight worried sick and not knowing if you’ll come back home. Stupid shit is not being able to get comfortable in one place for more than a few months because you’re somebody’s fucking target.”, you spat at him with a sharp tone.
Jungkook tongue the inside of his cheek trying to repress his fiery anger begging to show you your place, but his sane side held him back. He stared over to you with an agitated gaze and shook his head, “ You know what, I don’t have time for this. I have to be out in the morning.”.
“ Time ?”, you scoffed tears brimming your eyes in frustration and built up anger, “ You had all the time in the world to shut out my cries and fuck me to sleep twenty minutes ago, Jungkook.”
He laughed to himself being caught off guard, but you found nothing funny at all. A tear fell from your eye, but as quickly as it fell you wiped your cheek, “ I’m fucking serious. You pick and choose what things are worth the great Jeon Jungkook’s time and apparently, my concerns don’t fit into your frame, huh ?”
Jungkook laid back on his side of the bed propping his head up with a muscular, fully-tattooed arm eyeing you with a knowing smile. A smile that he always used in arguments to try and crack you up, to get you to take a step back and apologize for getting so angry over nothing. Except this wasn’t nothing, this was your fucking life and you’d be damned if you kept backing down from him.
You nodded with the same amount of vengeance in your expression, you threw your hands in the air and clicked your tongue on the roof of your mouth, “ Since you love to have your options and be able to pick and choose your destiny, I have one for you.”
Jungkook shuffled in his spot with interest and nodded for you to continue, even though you were going to no matter what he said.
“ The mafia or me.”
“ Choose between my life-long work, my family’s legacy, the foundation of my name ?”, he repeated to make sure he heard you correctly with an eyebrow raised, you just stared at his relaxed position, “ Don’t be fucking crazy, Y/N, no such desicion exists
You felt your cheeks heat up at his words in humiliation and the tears beginning to fill your eyes once more. How dare he not choose the woman who’s been at his side, aided him in his time of need and done everything he asked of you. Fuck him and his love.
“ Then, I will make it for you.”
He watched as you walked to the closet and put on your Yves Saint Laurent zip-up he’d bought you for your birthday last year. You slid on a pair of Yeezy slides with a light gray color, another gift from your soon to be ex-boyfriend according to you words and actions.
Jungkook sat up from his position realizing how serious you might be, that you might actually leave him. You looked at him once more holding the ends of your jacket
“ Come on, princess, let’s be rationa-”
“ FUCK YOU”, you yelled in a swift turn of events as if you’d been waiting to use the two emergency words all night.
Now, in the very moment, your mind wasn’t concerned with the profile of the man you were speaking to. You didn’t seem to remember the murder or the man who would brutally beat up disrespectful victims, you just felt that you needed to release your anger in anyway. Only a couple seconds after, you realized how this might be trouble for your well-being.
You turned from him and began your walk to the door that now seemed to be miles away as you tried your best to ignore the loud footsteps that seemed to be quickly approaching your body. You held your breath and tried to at least make it to the door just as your hand connected to the doorknob. His voice spoke up, loud and clear to anyone with the intent to live.
" Don't fucking open that door.", his voice echoed, infinitely in your brain and once through the room.
You thought once more and asked yourself what he would do if you actually left and to that you answered, ‘ Jungkook would never hurt me.” With that response, you began to turn the golden knob.
Before you could pull the door open, you felt a pair of strong hands pull you by your forearms with such strength and effortlessly pull you back, spinning you and pushing you back against the door. You groaned in pain feeling your back collide with the metal door with all of his might.
“ Shit.”, you attempted to fall forward in distress, but you were pushed back once more with a little less force, but not zero.
You looked up at your attacker still in pain and shocked, realizing he actually put his hands on you, you guys got in pretty bad fights, but he never made you feel like he might hurt you physically. Jungkook stared down at you with a look of disappointment and vexation as if looks could kill you’d be six feet under. His body pressing you further into the door with no room to breathe yout shaky breaths.
“ Don’t you ever raise your voice at me. I let you slide with everything else you've said to me.", he placed one of his hands on your cheek and gripped your chin forcefully making you look deeper into his eyes, " but you will never again in your life disrespect me like that.”
You just nodded, too scared to speak back as he was silent and just stared at you with a look of crazy that almost seemed animated, he moved his hand from your chin, delicately rubbing your bottom lip in contrast to his hold on you.
“ I cannot leave my life behind, but I can’t let you leave me either.”, he whispered against your lips as if the secret was made clear by his actions, he leaned closer laying his forehead on top of yours, “ You understand that, right ?”
You parted your lips as a sound barely audible fell from your lips, “ Y-yes.”
“ I love you more than life itself, I need you to be with me.”. Jungkook put a little bit of space between you once more allowing you to regain steady breaths. He unzipped your jacket gently pulling it from your skin as you allowed him effortlessly.
“ So, let’s just lie down and come back to this in the morning, yeah ?”Jungkook asked with a dark gleam in his eyes that you’d never recognized before and a sinister smile that would be engraved in your mind.
Scared for your life and still in shock of his psychotic behavior that was gone in a flash you nodded slowly and took hold of his hand as he guided you back to the bed. And as much as he would apologize for his flash of anger and promise it was a one-time thing and that you didn’t have to worry about him acting so harsh in the future, it was never the last time.
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IM LOOSING MY MIND [cr. peaches_bts on twt]
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Ride Or Die Miniseries Collection
mafia!jungkook, druglord!jungkook, toxic relationship, smut, angst, fluff
all chapters and drabbles will be uploaded in chronological order
jungkook 13 pretty please
" I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”
trigger warning(s): mention of the mafia, yandere themes, manipulation, cursing, mentions of abuse, bondage and restraints, toxic themes
word count: 1K
a/n: wow, this requested a while back, but i am slowly trying to clear out my drafts and finish these requests for you all. i would really just expect random posts like these from time to time to be honest because i really have to be in the mood to write because forcing it is the worst. but nonetheless, please enjoy loves.
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Your head bowed and your eyes found the floor to be the most interesting thing for the past couple of days. Your mind began to go blank being isolated for the past couple of days and you were beginning to lose consciousness. Bruises littered almost every inch of your body making every move you made feel like a sharp stab to your flesh. Your wrist and arms ached from the restraints that held you to the wall. The collision of your knees to that hard cement floor made you lose feelings in your legs hours ago, but a stinging pain would return every couple of hours for a reminder of your current situation.
Everything was good until it wasn’t. That’s how it always is with Jungkook. One second, he’s happy and loving towards you like it’s the last time he’ll see you. He’s the irresistible, sweet man you fell in love with, and he makes you feel like the only woman in the world.
The next second he is a mafia leader, who doesn’t take the slightest ounce of opposition from you and will do anything to make you fear his authority. And he never failed to.
He brought you to the basement of his mansion, but to you it was a torture chamber. Where Jungkook would inflict a word of pain onto you in a matter of minutes, where you were hidden from the world, but every inch of your being discovered by him, where you were kept for days at a time for not having his dinner ready by the time he got home.
Every time you thought you feared him as much as you could, Jungkook proved there was always more room for fear.
The door across the room began to creak ever so quietly and you immediately knew who it was without lifting your gaze. Maybe yesterday or the first day, you would have been engulfed by your fears hearing the noise. But after what you endured last night, you didn’t have the energy to cower into yourself.
His shoes clicked against the ground, breaking the everlasting silence that had taken over the room. You waited patiently with your head down, not having the strength to look at that monster.
Jungkook's eyes never left you, he watched as you found it hard to breathe and your inhales of air sounded like that of an injured animal. The way your body shook from the cold, crisp air and the soreness that consumed your muscles and joints with every passing hour.
You hushed your breathing feeling his intimidating aura hang over your body. The smell of his signature cologne invaded your nostrils like some type of illegal drug that you should’ve never taken in the first place.
Jungkook’s hand reached out and made contact with your messy hair, softly brushing his hands as you let him be too weak to fight back anymore.
“ Good morning, my love.”, he spoke softly in contrast to his voice the last time he visited. You groaned quietly as his hands traveled down to your face caressing you gently.
“ Please don’t hurt me.”, you softly begged, your voice barely strong enough to speak anymore after not being fed or given water for two days.
Despite the pain that shot through your body, you slowly made an effort to look up at the man who claimed to love you. His eyes were dark, but unreadable at that moment.
“ I’ve never hurt you before, Y/N.”, he stated with a sincere expression of concern, bringing your face up, so you caught a glimpse of his expression. He smiled a psychotic smile and licked his bottom lip, “ I’ve only ever helped you, princess.”
You shook your head at him with quivering lips and sniffling quietly, “ This is helping me ? Keeping me trapped in here, punishing me whenever I make you mad, that’s not h-helping me. It just feels like you hate me.”, you trembled over your words, scared to say something that would piss him off.
He clicked his tongue in disagreement, almost disappointed at your accusations. His hand glided over a fresh bruise on your left cheek causing you to cringe and jerk your head from his touch. Your eyes watered in seconds as all of your feelings went into the fresh bruise and tears fell one by one.
Your reaction didn’t fazeJungkook or offend him at all, but only made him feel more powerful and slightly aroused. He smirked to himself as your hushed sobs filled his ears as a gift.
“ Of course, I don’t hate you.”, his tone laced with disappointment, “ I could never hate the love of my life, however sometimes you need a reminder of my love- how you receive it is of your own jurisdiction.”
“ I only do these things because I love you.”
Silently you reminded yourself of the last days of your life, how he’d beaten you within an inch of your life and was now blaming it all on you. What the fuck did you get yourself into?
Jungkook watched you intently waiting for a response that would never come, you had nothing left to say. You were disgusted, scared and broken. You couldn’t begin to speak against him because you hadn’t the strength to as of right now and there was too much to say. He didn’t want to admit that your silence might have hurt his feelings a bit because in his eyes he really did love you and he was expressing himself in the best way possible. He just loved harder than anyone you had before.
He sucked his teeth in annoyance and proceeded his speech with sincerity, " I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”
The sound of keys hitting each other awoke you from your trance of silence, you looked back up and found Jungkook holding these keys that would release you from your imprisonment. A small ounce of joy infused into your brain as he looked over to you with a single eyebrow raised.
“ Now, if you’re done with your deranged accusations of my love for you..”, he bent down, so that you and he held eye contact smiling sweetly, “ let’s get you back upstairs because I’ve missed the delicious breakfast you make for me every morning.”
