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i walk down the bright streets of Seoul. Its midnight, an idol like me shouldn't be out so late, but i don't care. It felt like being in a cage in my hotel room for a whole week.It's Sunday, just a day before my concert. i was pulled back from my thoughts when i felt myself getting pulled into an alley. No one saw me. i turned around, and it was an older woman. It was wrong to say this, but fuck was she ugly as hell.Her blonde hair looked crusty, and she was starting to bald. Her front teeth were crooked, and her face was wrinkly. I'd have mistaken her for a 70-year-old. (she was in her late 30's, shocking, i know! "You're the famous Jeon Jungkook right?" the woman screeched as she hugged me tightly, I'd have vomited, she stank like dead rats. Does she know what a shower is? i grimaced as she let go. God, i could hardly breathe. "Jungkook-oppa, please come home with me! I'll show you a great time too..." she giggled and wiggled her eyebrows at the end.i furrowed my eyebrows and decided to speak. "I'm sorry, but i really can't stay with you. i have a schedule to follow, and I'm an idol, not just a person walking down the street. Oh and i definitely would not go home with you, you look, how do i say this, hideous?" i said and chuckled. She gasped and was shocked at my choice of words. i was very sweet and kind on the outside, but on the inside, i was just a snobby little douche. Even I'll admit that I run kind of hot-and-cold. That's just how i am. She frowns and takes out her phone. "If you don't come home with me right now, I'll call the police and tell them you sexually assaulted me!" she shouts, and my eyes widened. What a little bitch. She turns around, and i tackle her, her phone hitting the ground and breaking. i push her face onto the ground and pull out my pocket knife that i was given just in case. Moreover, this was just the right time. "I'm sorry, but i can't allow you to threaten me like that. However, i won't go with you either. Sorry that this is how you die, filthy rat." i whisper and sink the knife into her nape, blood gushing out as i pull out the knife. To be sure, i grab ahold of the lady' head and snap her neck. To be sure.i stand up and look at the corpse. Something about that felt so right. Too right. i hear someone shriek, and i turn around to see a young girl, possibly in her 20's staring at me. Fuck, i can't let her call the cops on me, but there are too many people. i grab the knife and climb over the fence that was behind me and run. i run to wherever my feet would take me, just as long as it's far away from that body. They'll never find out that it's their dear idol, Jeon Jungkook. I'll make sure they won't.
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"jungkook, you should stop." namjoon says as he looks at me. "namjoon-hyung, it's fine. I'm fine." i bellowed as i looked up at namjoon. namjoon sighed, "it doesn't seem healthy!" he argued and sat down.i had been skipping meals to lose weight. "you look fine the way you are! You're already skinny enough!" namjoon chided as he leaned back in his chair. "whatever, hyung." i muttered and stood up abruptly. "i'm going out for a little." i state and grab my jacket."Alright then, just be careful kookie, i heard that the rabbit is back." namjoon told me, and i sighed, "i will," i answered. Whatever to make him feel relaxed. It's not like i don't know, i mean, i am the one they call the rabbit. The name sounds ridiculous and not frightful at all but whatever i guess. i sigh again as i step out the hotel room. It's been two months since that first time. It was euphoric, and i felt powerful. Fear? What's that? Watching that wretched woman die was astonishing. How dare she threaten me? Go live with her? Please, i could barely breathe when she hugged me. i could have mistaken her for a gorilla if it wasn't for her appearance.i snorted as her face flashed through my mind. It's not something you see every day. No one knows about my little habit, and i don't plan on letting anybody know, but i was so close to letting namjoon in. But if i did he'd probably start doubting me.i bump into someone and fall backward onto my bottom. i groan and look up, ready to hit the person, but i was at a loss of words. He looked absolutely stunning, almost unreal. He lends out his hand, and i furrow my eyebrows, i place my hand in his, and he pulls me up. I'm sorry for that, i should have looked at where i was going." the beauty apologizes and chuckles at the end.i stare at him and study his features; surely, i must be in a dream. A good one.His face was small, big doe eyes, a cute button nose, and fuck, the most kissable lips I've ever seen. "uh... is there something on my face?" the beauty asks, and i snap out of my thoughts and look at him surprised. "oh! Uh, no, sorry my bad... you just, look... very beautiful." i say and smile unconsciously. He blushes and smiles, "thank you..." he replies shyly.God, he looked fucking adorable. "i should... get going now," he says and looks at his watch. Rolex? Beautiful and rich? What a match. He starts walking, but i grab his wrist and open my lips... "what's your name?" i ask him. Usually, I'd just be angry but shit, i can't be angry at this man. He looks like a fucking five-course meal."Seokjin. Kim Seokjin, that's my name," he answers, and his wrist gets free from my hold. "ah... alright then." i mutter as he walks away, his figure slowly disappearing through the crowd of people walking.seokjin will be mine, and I'll make sure that it happens. - "kookies! Thank you for everything! Tonight was very fun, I'll be looking forward to next time!" i say as the fans scream in delight. i smile and wipe the sweat off my forehead. It's been a long night, and I'm tired as fuck. i leave the stage and see namjoon, "hey hyung." i say as i get a water bottle from my staff. "jungkook, you seemed a bit off up there, you alright?" namjoon asks me as i take a sip. i place the bottle down on a table and smile. "yeah, I'm great." i reply and see him relax. "good. it just... you seemed to be a bit distracted." namjoon sighs and the two of us leave the building. "yeah?""Yeah. You sure it's nothing?" Joon asks again, "yes, dad. i am sure it's nothing." i roll my eyes, and we laugh. namjoon wasn't really a staff member, nor was he some sort of member. He was just there for me. My fingers twitch, but i ignore it as i enjoy the cool breeze. We walk down the quiet street; it was late, but not so late? 10 pm maybe."oh! i got you a little gift to celebrate 10k followers on twitter!" he bubbled and dropped his bag on the pavement and opens it. He pulled out a box... "uh... what's that, joonie-hyung?" i ask him, he looks up at me smiling. He gives me the box, "open it!" he beamed as if he were a kid on Christmas. i open the box, and i smile softly. Five mini cartons of banana milk and a strawberry cake.i close the box and put it down on the pavement and hug namjoon. "thanks hyung, you're the best." i smiled. "you're welcome kook, you deserve it." he replies.-i sit down on my bed, the gift on my desk. i sigh as i remember the beauty's face. Seokjin. i haven't seen him after that day. i got an idea and stood up from my bed, sitting at my desk, and opening the laptop. i log in to my account and open google, opening Instagram. i type in "Kim seokjin" hoping to be lucky, but of course, it was only strangers.i lean back in my chair and close my eyes. Facebook maybe?i open facebook and type in Kim seokjin and to my luck, he had a profile. "you can't escape me that easily, seokjin." i smirk and click on his profile. "Kim seokjin... in a relationship." i furrow my eyebrows and decide to stalk him a little.Pictures of him and this... Yoongi guy. i scoff. i find his Instagram, and i smirk. "maybe i can lure him..." i say to myself. i decide to make a new fake account on my phone. My username should be... let's see... goldenmaknae97.The account has been created. i smile to myself and search up seokjin's Instagram profile, and follow him. i decide to DM him.
goldenmaknae97:
hi!
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goldenmaknae97
hi!
kimjinnie_92
uh... h-hi goldenmaknae!
goldenmaknae97
you stutter in text messages? cute.
kimjinnie_92
UH WELLIGNORE THATwhy did you decide to messagae me?message*
goldenmaknae97
well... idk i just saw your posts and you seemed pretty cool to talk with
kimjinnie_92
oh, well, if so, then nice to meet you! I'm seokjin :)
goldenmaknae97
jungkook at your service
kimjinnie_92
lmfao u worldwide funny guybut, jungkook? that's a nice name! i haven't really met many guys with the name jungkook, maybe one or two but otherwise, that's nice!
goldenmaknae97
it sure isthe guy who is almost in every post, that ur boyfriend?
kimjinnie_92
yup!he's a great guy, although he can come off as mean... 💀💀💀
goldenmaknae97
i seehow did you two meet?
kimjinnie_92
i dont know if i should really share this? but i don't think it matters that muchwe met at a cafe where i work at and i accidentally spilled coffee on his head while walking past him so we got into an argument, i don't know how but after that we started hanging out... that's pretty much it
goldenmaknae97
that's nice, kinda boring, expected more 🤧
kimjinnie_92
hey! kinda rude yknow!
goldenmaknae97
what? it's true...
kimjinnie_92
sigh 🤦♀️are you dating anyone atm?
goldenmaknae97
nope🤧
kimjinnie_92
im sure you'll find someone sooner or later! theres plenty of fish in the sea!
goldenmaknae97
i guess lolwell, there is this one guy i like... but he's takenhe looks like an absolute angel, i hardly know him but we've met before
kimjinnie_92
really?? that must be nice, he must be really handsome if you can forget about him
goldenmaknae97
a goddess.hey, where do you work? i'd love to come to visit
kimjinnie_92
i dont know... i dont really know you but i guess youd see me anyway if you knew where i was working at...but maybe before i share that info, could you send a selfie of yourself? just to make sure
goldenmaknae97
i dont know if i can...
kimjinnie_92
come on! you have literally NOTHING on your account!
goldenmaknae97
fine, but don't post it anywhere online or our conversation.
kimjinnie_92
i wont! but why would i post our conversation online?
goldenmaknae97
kimjinnie_92
.AHAHAHAHAHAAJEON jungkook?!you must be kidding mereally? you really thought you could trick me and make me think that you were THE jeon jungkook?!you must be CRAZY
goldenmaknae97
you asked for a picture of myself, you got it.
kimjinnie_92
and you really expected me to believe that it's you?
goldenmaknae97
i dont know, was i?
kimjinnie_92
wow! you really are a brat!
goldenmaknae97
what more do you want? how does one make you believe me?
kimjinnie_92
make a tweet saying...silk shirts are expensive because they have to train the silkworms to weave the shirts.and then ill believe its really you "jungkook"
goldenmaknae97
whatever will make you believe medone.
kimjinnie_92
whatwait whatOH MY GODYOURE JEON JUNGKSAKGWAIJSOFWAFKLAJSIFKJAWLOFWBsvAWa3qrFOHY MGODIM SO SORRYITS JUSTWHY WOULD YOU MESSAGE ME OH MYGOD
goldenmaknae97
like i said before...?i saw your posts and you seemed cool to talk to...
kimjinnie_92
god! i uhjeez I'm sorry! 🤦♀️I'll tell you where i work-i work at Yummy Yummy Cafe!
goldenmaknae97
yummy yummy cafe...
kimjinnie_92
ITS NOT BAD OKAY ITS KIND OF CATCHY
goldenmaknae97
kimjinnie_92
d-did you really meme yourself...
goldenmaknae97
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
the tweet:
-i stood outside the cafe. apparently, it's a bakery as well but isn't mentioned much.it was quite small, but it seemed cozy. the brick walls were a creamy color and the big window read "yummy yummy cafe". i opened the door and stepped in, meeting with a sweet scent and more cream colored walls. it was aesthetically pleasing. there was some pastel pink, blue, and purple decorating the place. it was cute.i walk over to one of the tables in the corner and sit down. i was told to sit here. i pull out my phone as i wait for the beauty to come to meet me. i look up when i see someone sit in front of me, and it was the angel himself."hi, seokjin," i say as i smile at him. he smiles back, blushing. "ah... uh... god I'm nervous... w-why would you want to meet me?" seokjin asks as he darts his eyes everywhere but me. i chuckle, "how many times do i need to mention this? you seem cool and i need some new friends." i joke as i set down my phone on the table."w-why me out of all people? you have like, a million fans!" he wondered as he leaned back in the chair. "you're hopeless..." i mumble and smile. he tilts his head and i feel like melting, how can one person be so adorable?"um... is there anything you want to order?" he asks as he slides the menu over to me. i pick up the menu and read the items listed on it. "the angel food cake sounds nice... but the shortcake sounds good too..." i vacillated to myself. in the end, i chose the shortcake.seokjin smiles, "of course! I'll be back with your order soon." he replies cheerfully and stands up, running behind the counter and into the kitchen. i lean back in my chair as i looked around. there were very few people here, about... 4-6 people here? but it was nice. peaceful and cozy.my phone starts ringing and i pick it up, answering the call and holding it up to my ear. "namjoon-hyung, for the last time, i am perfectly okay." i sigh as i look out the window."oh! no, jungkookie it's not namjoon, it's me jimin!" i hear his soft voice say. i smile, "oh, jiminie, it's been awhile, how are you?" i ask him. "I'm fine! you've been hecking busy nowadays, please don't forget about me when you're famous!" he jokes and i chuckle. "i won't!"."why'd you call?" i inquired, i hear some shuffling on the other end, "i just wanted to tell you that i'm coming back! it was really fun in thailand, hot as heck too!" he chortled and i could practically hear him smile if that was even possible. "should i come to pick you up from the airport?" i asked him, "that'd be great! i have lots of luggage, are you sure it's fine though? aren't you busy?" he inquires, "I'm free this week." i answer."well, that's great! I'll be arriving in seoul tomorrow! crap! i gotta go! I'll see you later kookie!" he jabbered and hung up. jungkook sighs and places down his phone back on the table and seokjin comes back with the shortcake. he sets down the plate on the table and sits down. the cake looks fucking delicious. "wow- that's... that looks delicious." i marveled as i picked up my fork.seokjin giggles, sounding like music."I'm glad we're friends, jungkook!" he beams and i smile, "I'm glad too.".
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i stared at seokjin. our little "date" was over.we stood in front of his house. "it's so sad to realize that this is already over! but it was really fun!" jin beams and smiles. i smile back, "yeah, it was really fun.""jin?" i hear a gruff voice call out, i turn around and see a short, skinny man stand by the front door. "is that your boyfriend, joonki?" i ask seokjin, who just starts laughing, "j-joonki?!" he cries out in laughter. i stare at him with wide eyes, did i pronounce that wrong? what was it... yoonie? yoonki? yonki?"yeah, that's my boyfriend, his name is yoongi." he answers, making sure to enunciate yoongi slowly for me to understand my mistake. "ah, i see." i sigh. so, that's the guy who stole jin."well, i gotta go now! bye JK!" jin chirped as he walked over to his front door, stepping inside and closing the door. i sigh as i stand in front of the small house. "you'll wish you never met jin, yoongi." i curse as i walk away from the house, hands in my jacket pockets. i haven't felt this intoxicating anger ever in my life before. just mentioning his boyfriend's name gets me all riled up.-"okay jungkook, what i want for you to do on this part is to act like you're a puppet and you're being held up right now... so, if you hold up your hand like that and move your leg a little to the back... just like that, yes, perfect!" the choreographer chirps as he moves me into position. right now, i was practicing and learning my new dance for my new song, fake love."now... 1, 2, 3... drop!" he shouted and i dropped like i was supposed to, as if the strings that held me up were cut off and i just fell down, unmoving. i got back up and continued learning.after what seemed like hours, i finally got to take a 20-minute break. i sat down on a chair, drinking water while scrolling through twitter. i might as well post something now that i don't have anything to do.i opened the camera app and lifted the phone a little, just to give a little extra and i clicked. the selfie turned out nice and i posted it, the caption: "learning the dance for my new song! 🎉".i then get a message from jin, 'hi JK! how are you? saw your new post, care to tell me the song title?"i scoffed and grinned, i replied with the eyes emoji and left it at that. i turned off my phone and stared at my bag that was under my chair. it's been a while... maybe the rabbit can make a little comeback. my grin never left my face, it only grew bigger."tomorrow, the rabbit will return." - i lean against the railing, looking over the city lights and the star-filled night sky. i wonder how long it would take until people would find out. are people really this clueless? I've carelessly left evidence that would have definitely been a critical hit against me.maybe people are just too blind to really see what is going on. they only hear. they don't care to look into it. as a child, i never really wanted to go outside, because outside, is just full of negativity and lies.but i had to.i exhale a puff of smoke, closing my eyes and feeling the light breeze. sunshine and rainbows my ass, they only tell that to children to make sure they don't fuck up in life. maybe it's just me. maybe i can't write a thousand apologies but fuck, i can definitely tell the truth.i never liked lies, which is ironic since I've been lying my whole life, and i still am. people decide to slack, to be lazy; while there are other people who are working their damned asses off just to make a living. some even dying. i cackle and throw the cigarette down, stepping on it.i sit down on the dirty rooftop floor.is life really just a bogus? fake? to me; it is. life is just there, we don't have a genuine reason to live. we get born, we go through puberty, some living, some dying, and then at the end we just die."it's either kill or get killed in this world full of pigs." i sigh as i let out an airy laugh. i play with my lighter, staring at the flame going out, and on again. the rabbit is really just my coping mechanism. i kill to get the satisfaction of something i'll never get."happiness." i hissed as i threw my lighter over the railing, surely hitting somebody or something.murdering people, innocent or guilty, it doesn't matter. we'll die anyway, it doesn't matter how young or how old. people die every day, if not, then get sick every day. i was sick too, she was sick too. maybe that's what really snapped me."eunbi, how is it up there? was it euphoric to let go?" i ask, in particular, no one. "tell me, did you really have to leave me to be in utopia? DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO LEAVE ME HERE TO SUFFER ALONE?!" i shout, fuming with anger. i stand up, my chest heaving up and down, my breathing irregular and heavy."eunbi... i..."-"jungkook, your new song is absolutely amazing!" seokjin compliments as he takes a sip of the mocha latte i bought for him. "of course it is! i was the one who sang it." i gushed as he only laughs at me. "of course." he smiles."hey, jungkook, you said you weren't dating anyone at the moment... have you ever dated someone?" i get caught off guard by jin's sudden question. i ponder for a moment."well, yeah, technically, i guess you could say." i replied. "technically? how so?" jin continues, inquiring me. "well, this one girl, let's call her... rosé. we would go on some road trips, picnics together. but it was never mentioned that we were, quote on quote, "dating". it was more of a silent romance. we enjoyed each other, for a while until she... disappeared." i answer, my mind drooping as i recall the memories of us."oh... i shouldn't have asked. it'll get better soon, kookie!" seokjin reassures me. "it sure will." i mumble in response, smiling sadly."hey, i had an idea! there's this guy that's been looking for a date for a while now, but he's so picky he never gets caught by a hook! I'm sure you'll like him! aside from his annoying nature, he's really sweet and adorable." jin suggested, sipping his drink."i don't know jin... I'm pretty busy right now... i only managed to convince my manager to go meet you, honestly it was 50/50." i sigh. he stares at me with his big, doe, puppy eyes. "come on! i haven't been on a date with yoongi in forever and my friend has been really lonely nowadays! don't make me sad!" he needled as he pulled on my arm.i feel my cheeks heat up so i had no choice but to agree, "fine! I'll convince my manager to let me go somehow. when?" i ask him, who was doing a weird, victory dance... my poor eyes... "oh! uh, well, i haven't really given it much thought but i thought maybe this friday? there's this amusement park that had recently opened up and I've been dying to check it out!" seokjin beams as he bounces slightly."alright, i think i will be available that day? it just depends on my hectic schedule," i answer, smiling at him."great! oh heck! i have to go now! I'm helping my mom, she recently moved here and i promised to help move her things, I'll see you friday, 5 pm!" he shouts and grabs his things, turning around and running.i chuckle."perfect timing."
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"jeongguk, this is hoseok! hoseok, jeongguk." jin says as he introduces us. so, this was the guy he was talking about? well... he does look quite... beautiful, but not as beautiful as jin."i see, nice to meet you... hoseok," i said, smiling. hoseok only smiled back, huh. he doesn't seem interested. "so, tell me a little about yourself." i tell hoseok as i ignore seokjin's intense squealing. "well... I'm 24 years old, I'm currently a choreographer for kids, i like dogs, and i have a younger sister. her name is yujin." he smiles, dimples showing. it was honestly cute."now it's your turn." hoseok says as he stares at me with bright eyes. " I'm 21 years old, and I'm sure you can guess all the other stuff," i say as i shrug. but he didn't seem to understand as he just stared at me. "guess? heck! i don't know who you are, jungkook! i only recently met you, you know." hoseok laughs and i stand there, dumbfounded. how could he not know who jeon jungkook was? i sighed, "i see...""okay, guys! you all ready?" seokjin asks, utterly excited. i could tell that it was going to be a long day. johnkey next to him seemed to be really excited. haha, no, you thought. he seemed completely done with jin, not that i can't relate though. seokjin is pretty wild.-us four are sitting in a small cafe right now. i observe everything right now. jin and yoongi are busy chatting, laughing together (it pissed me off a lot.) but hoseok was just eyeing yoongi. i nudge him by the arm, he seems to pop his bubble and looks at me, surprised. "oh, sorry jungkook. i know that this is supposed to be a date but... i don't know, i don't feel it." hoseok chuckles and smiles sadly. "it's fine, i don't feel the same either, and i can tell that you... have your eyes set on someone already." i smirk, he's like an open book.i lean in and whisper, "it's ... yoongi, isn't it?" and i lean back, seeing hoseok completely frozen. "was i right?"he stares at me, "y-yeah..." he smiles sheepishly, rubbing his head. i need to find a way to get yoongi alone... so we can... have a little chat. I'd like to get to know him better, in private. i grin unconsciously. i get pulled out of my mind as yoongi stands up. "i have to go to the restroom, I'll be back soon, love." he says and kisses jin's cheek. i grimaced and looked away.wait, this was my time.i stand up, "i might as well use it too." i say and walk away, following yoongi. the others didn't seem suspicious so i mentally high fived myself. we enter the restroom and i push him against the wall, it was empty. i could tell. he grunts and looks at me surprised, "what the hell jungkook? let me fucking go!" he shouts, angered. i slam my hand on his mouth, shutting him up."shut up, i just... need to talk to you, that's all. fortunately, the restroom is all empty." i scowled as i stared at him with dead eyes. "fu.... y..."it was mumbled because of my hand. i pulled my hand back, "what did you say?" i asked, tilting my head. "fuck you! that's what i said! you're fucking sick, you know?!" he snaps, his ears slightly red. i pat his cheek a few times before slapping him, "yoongi-hyung, i know i should remain respectful but... in all honesty, that wasn't respectful at all." i chuckle darkly.i pull us into a bathroom stall, locking the door behind us. i push him onto the toilet, he arches his back, his face screaming pain, 'i probably made him hit something.'. i sit down on his lap (he was my enemy, but goddamn he was sexy as fuck, i couldn't resist!) and i lean in, kissing him sloppily. i was a great kisser, and i know he can't resist.but he seemed to be a little shifty and try to push me, luckily i was a bigger build than him so he couldn't do much. i tilted my head to get more access and i sucked on his bottom lip. i pulled back, he seemed tired. i mean, i was kind of a wild kisser. i felt something touch my bottom. oh..."well aren't you loyal?" i chuckle, pressing my butt down more on his crotch, it was definitely there. clear as day. it'd be rude to kill him like this, so why not give him a little fun? for whatever reason, i found a condom in my pocket, probably a week old or something. i pulled it out, "wanna have some fun? yoongi?" i asked, a playful tone in my voice.yes, i was obsessing over jin. but! yoongi was a snack, and I'm not that cruel enough to kill a man with a boner."fuck it, I'm going to die anyway." he croaks, gripping my hips tightly. - i moan as i feel him ramming into me, sweat covering our bodies, it was hot. literally.i throw my head back and i hold onto his shoulders as i start to play along. i start bouncing on his cock. god, his moans were just wonderful. he grips my shoulder and pulls me into a sloppy, vigorous kiss. to be honest, he wasn't as big as me but fuck, he made me feel fucking good as hell, so... I'll give him that.i mumble a string of curse words as i feel my climax nearing. he thrusts into me a few more times before we both cum. luckily, both of us were pretty much naked so we didn't have to worry about our clothes being dirty. well, my clothes.i get off of him and we clean ourselves up. i dress up, he dresses up. but what's the point? he's going to die anyway. i grab my bag, which should have had my knife but... it wasn't there. "where the hell...?" i mumble, i drop my bag."looking for this?" yoongi asks, his voice hoarse. fuck. he had the knife. "give it to me, yoongi. there's no point in doing that." i growl, trying to grab the knife from him. he throws it out in the open, small window above the toilet. i feel my mind going blank. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" i yell, blinded by rage as i push him against the stall door, gripping his collar tightly, so tightly my fingers are hurting from the rough fabric.he only smirks, chuckling. what a conceited asshole. "what was the point? you're going to die anyway." i bellowed, pushing him against the stall door again harsher. "i don't know, what was the point?" he repeats my question, and it makes me undoubtedly very pissed off. "you're a fucking asshole, you know that... right?" i barked, punching his face. his lip was busted and his nose was bleeding when he looked back at me with his glaring eyes. "you know... i think that was my nickname in school." he laughs. all i could see was red, a bloody red."you'll wish you were dead." i snarled as i punched his abdomen, grabbing a flute i had in my bag and shoving it into his stomach, i slam my free hand over his mouth as his scream was muffled. his knees buckle and he falls down. what a fucking weakling. i kick his face and he falls to the side.he's dying.i stomp on his head, and i hear something crack. oh dear. i chuckle and i grab yoongi, i manage to throw him out the small window, thankfully, the window led to nothing. behind it was just a bunch of bushes and trees. luck was on my side today. maybe the owner of this café should get better windows, i mean, come on... it can fit a fucking human.i unlock the stall and i wash my hands before leaving the bathroom. the two others weren't there. perhaps they got tired of waiting, i check my watch, we were in there for about... 5-7 minutes. probably thought we were taking a shit.i left the café and searched for them, i see them standing in front of a rollercoaster. since seokjin was being a little pussy we rode mostly soft, slow rides. was he contemplating whether to ride it or not? but he looked so pretty, his sweater giving him the most cutest look ever, and his tight dark jeans, hugging his thighs nicely, i was in love honestly. i wanted to w-i walked towards them, "hey hoseok, hey jinnie." i greeted. the two turned around and looked at me, "where's yoongi?" seokjin asks. of course, he would. "he went home, he said he wasn't feeling well." i lied and shrugged. seokjin only nods slowly, he seemed a bit sad. "hey, jungkook, wanna ride this?" hoseok asks, holding my shoulder. i looked up at the ride, it was fast, it had loops, and not to mention big drops. i grinned, it's been ages since I've ridden a rollercoaster like this."why the fuck not?! let's go!" i shout excitedly as i pull hoseok and jin along with me. it's been a while since I've felt this happy feeling. now with yoongi gone, i can finally try to win over jin. i don't have to worry about that unloyal asshole ruining anything. i smirk as they turn away.seokjin is mine, no one can change that.
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after the amusement park, we went to a party.apparently, seokjin was invited to a party and didn't tell us. but now we were at this party and i was the only one who wasn't drunk as hell. sure, a bit tipsy. i stare at the people, grinding on each other, eyeing each other hungrily. the house was fairly big. the interior was nice. very dark, but the spotlights were enough to light it up."come oonnnn junggkook itrr be funnn! whar if i get likeee... i don't know, assaulted?" seokjin cajoled as he pulled me by my arm, quite harshly too. i rolled my eyes, "fine seokjin." i gave in and we walked outside to the yard. thank god that the people here were dead wasted so i didn't have to worry about anybody knowing that i was the jungkook.hoseok was somewhere else, probably having mouth sex with some dude. i also found out that hoseok was a top, surprising honestly, he just gives off... sunshine and rainbow vibes. it was quite funny.i stop thinking about earlier when i feel something push against my crotch. wait... "s-seokjin, what the hell are you doing?" i ask him, clearly flabbergasted. seokjin just turns around, gripping my shirt and pulling me in closer. i could smell the alcohol drifting off from his breath as he stared at me, his eyes just clouded with lust.i smirk as i hold his waist, it seems like he completely forgot about yoongi. i grinned as he started placing kisses on my neck. i grip his hair and pull his head back, he whimpers at the action and i just lean in and connect our lips. i kiss him hungrily as i suck on his bottom lip, biting it. his grip on my shirt tightens. baby must be excited, huh?i break the kiss and he seems dazed, i chuckle and i carry him bridal style as i go back inside, searching for an empty room. i walk upstairs and i go into a bathroom. i set jin down on the toilet and i lock the bathroom door. i turn to jin and i instantly start kissing him harshly, teeth clashing and all. he whimpers and whines. i push my tongue in, exploring his wet caverns.he wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me in closer if that was even possible. i break the kiss and i kiss his jawline, down to his neck as i suck on his neck, leaving purplish, blue bruises. i pull back and i see that his neck was already blotched with color. "beautiful..." i mutter under my breath as i pull jin's shirt over his head and off. i throw the shirt behind me and i kiss his chest, flicking my tongue at his nipples.he moans softly as he arches his back. is he really that sensitive? boy, am i going to have fun... i pull back and i unbuckle his belt. i pull down his jeans and jin was wearing some cute pink panties. "how adorable..." i coo as i brush my fingers against his erection gently. he whimpers."too bad yoongi won't be able to see this." i mumble, even if seokjin heard, he would probably ignore it. i mean, he's fucking wasted. i grin as i stroke his hard cock. "jungkoook! pleease...!" he whines, begging for... something. "please? please, what? i can't do anything if you don't tell me what you want." i answer, i know what he wants, but he's gonna have to say it to get it. i lean in and kiss his ear, licking and sucking on his earlobe. god, he sounded fucking cute whenever he made a sound."i-i want you... your... c-cock." jin whimpers as he pulls at my pants. i chuckle, "sure baby." i unbuckle my belt and i pull down my jeans along with my briefs, my cock standing proudly. he lets out a squeak as he sees my length. how could someone be so adorable? i open the cabinets in the bathroom to see if there was any lube. to my luck, there was.i grabbed the bottle, popped open the cap, and squirted some onto my fingers. i rubbed my fingers on his rim before pushing in a finger, real nice and slow. he moans softly, i push in another finger.he closes his eyes.i push in the third.he squirms.i smirk and i pull out my fingers. i squirt some lube (a bit too much) onto my length and i stroke it, making sure to spread the liquid. i position myself in front of his hole. it was kind of pathetic honestly, clenching around nothing. "such a desperate whore..." i mutter as i push in, he opens his mouth but no words come out. he throws his head back, "all i did was push in, baby, such a pathetic slut." i groan as i pull back and thrust back in.he cries at the action. he was really fucking tight, god, when was the last time he and yoongi even had sex? never? i continue thrusting in and out of him as he lets out moans (loud ones too.) and he holds my shoulders tightly and wraps his legs around my waist as i continue ramming into him.i could still hear the music from downstairs, it was pretty loud so i doubt that people would hear us... well, me. jin must really want people to hear how much of a slut he was, huh? i smirk as i let out a string of curse words as i feel him clench his hole while i was fucking him at an animalistic pace. I'll make sure he never forgets this night. never.a few more thrusts and we both cum. mine inside of him and his on his chest. i pulled out and i see that my seed was spilling out of his hole. i grin. his chest was painted white from his own cum. i wipe off a little and i put it up to his lips, "lick it off my finger baby, come on, taste yourself." i demand as he whimpers. he laps at my finger, the cum gone after a few seconds.i smile. we were definitely going to have a good time. - i wake up groggy, mind completely hazy. "what the hell...?" i groan as i prop myself up on my elbows. i look next to me to see someone in bed with me, did i hook up with someone? god... i really don't remember anything. the person turned around and i felt my heart stop. "jin...?" i mutter out. fuck... then i remembered, fucking hell... after the party we went to my place and god, my neighbors must be wishing that i was dead now.i grin widely as i caress jin's cheek, we must have had a lot of fun since the whole bedroom is a fucking mess. seokjin groans softly and opened his eyes, blinking a few times. he smiled softly before he muttered something that shattered my heart, "yoongi...""jin, i'm not yoongi." i state, a bit irritated. "yoon... g-jungkook?!" jin exclaims as he sits up abruptly, covering himself leaving me in the open. he squeaks as he looks away, he must have looked down at my dick. i roll my eyes, grabbing a pillow and putting it over my crotch, "yeah?" jin darts his eyes everywhere, shocked. "d-did we do... it?" seokjin asks, looking down. "yup, we did. we had real good sex, seokjin." i answer, smirking. he looks up at me, clearly tearing up.i furrow my brows, why is he sad? "h-hey, what's wrong...?" i ask him as i hold his cheek, but he only pulls back, as if i had a disease (which i did not have). "y-yoongi... i-i cheated on... i cheated on yoongi! my own fucking boyfriend!" he exclaims as he starts crying. it was as if he was going to get crucified for doing it. i roll my eyes, "oh come on, we were dead wasted and you were the one grinding your ass on me! and i bet that fucker cheated on you too." i reply, angered."w-what...?""you heard me, i bet yoongi cheated on you! w-when we went to the restroom, he and i, he tried to fucking get with me. you know? have bathroom sex with me." i lie as i run my hand through my hair. he stares at me, either he buys it or not. but... "h-he did...?" jin cries. jackpot. "a-and was i really grinding on you?" he asks quietly, embarrassed probably. "yeah you did, you gave me an erection and i couldn't help but have to sleep with you. let's see, 5 rounds maybe? you were really wild." i chuckle as i recall last night."where are we?" jin asks as he looks around. "this is my apartment. oh and, you were pretty fucking loud." i state as i watch him freak out. he was adorable, even with a wet face. i tackle him and i stare at him, our eyes locked together. "forget yoongi, he's gone. I'm here." i whisper as i caress his cheek. "b-but... you're so--""I'm not that busy, I'll make sure to get time to be with you, okay baby?" i said as i rub his bottom lip with my thumb gently. "i-i can't jungkook..." seokjin says as he pushes me off him and sits up. "jungkook, we've only been hanging out for... what, a month? a-and i don't know if moving on THIS quickly will help me get over yoongi. i mean... we were together for such a long time a-and i never knew that he... would cheat on me..." seokjin sighs, "we actually never had sex, uh... j-jungkook, you were my first." he blurted out.i stared at him shocked, jeon jungkook took kim seokjin's virginity? fuck yeah! "y-yoongi had been... trying to get me to sleep with him but i... i just was never comfortable... i must have been really fucking wasted if i slept with you... 5 times..." seokjin whispers at the end. i pull seokjin by his arm and his head onto my naked lap, it felt weird, but right now, it didn't matter."listen seokjin, we don't have to have sex, we don't have to kiss or hug, but we can definitely go on dates if you'd like to... just so you can... get over him." i smile as i move his bangs out of his eyes. he seems to contemplate whether to do it or not. "okay."
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"a body had been found behind cup o' joe at the newly opened amusement park. police identify him as min yoongi, a 25-year-old man, nothing much is known about him. the pol-" i let out a string of curse words as i turn off my tv. they had found him. it's been 2 to 3 days, guess it was the smell. i ruffle my hair as i stand up, "min yoongi deserved it..." i mumble as i go to my kitchen to get something to eat. i stop myself, "right... diet." i sigh.seokjin walks out of my room, yawning. "well, good morning baby." i chorused as he rolled his eyes at me. he was staying at my place since he didn't want to see yoongi. whether it was for a short time or not. or to get his stuff. he 'lost' his phone, i grinned. "jin, the tv is broken, don't bother turning it on." i state as i walk over to him, he only nods and smiles sadly. i kiss his forehead.god, this just makes me happy. me and him... maybe marriage too, 3 children? ah, such a good life... maybe too good to be true. "well, wasn't even bothering on watching tv. too busy getting over yoongi." he chuckles, "listen, i gotta get to work, mind giving me a ride?" he asks as he grabs an apple from the kitchen counter. "absolutely not." i smile as i get my shit, like, car keys, phone, wallet... you know."ready?""yup."-i stand in front of yoongi's house. from what i've been told, yoongi did most of the shit in the household. jin didn't have to do a lot, probably just the dishes or the laundry. i pick up a rock, medium-sized probably and chuck it at the window. the window shatters and i grin. i walk up to the window and push the standing pieces inside.i jump inside and it had a nice interior. nicely decorated, didn't look like shit, but didn't look as great as mine. i look around, photos of yoongi and jin hanging up on the walls. it was cute, but jin and i would look cuter. i smile at the thought.i walk down the hallway and into what i assumed was their bedroom. wrong, it was the bathroom. next door, correct; their bedroom. i decided to get jin's shit and well... i have a little surprise for the police.i open the closet, dresser and i grab all of jin's clothes and put it inside my bag that i had brought with me. i grab all of his jewelry, anything i could find that was his. (i knew what was his and what wasn't by scrolling through his instagram profile.) i leave the bedroom and i pull out a bottle of alcohol that i had brought with me. i pour it everywhere till it's the last drop. i throw the bottle somewhere and hear it break. i pull out a matchbox and i take out a matchstick, i swipe the stick against the box and it lights up.i drop the stick on the alcohol and it burns up. the liquid burning up, a strong fire may i add. i grab the bag and i jump out the window i had broken. i pull out a bottle of yoongi's blood i had taken before i had thrown him out the bathroom window. i grab a brush and i draw letters on the ground."watch out police, i'm not here to play."the house starts burning up and i grin widely. i grab the shit and i get into my car and drive off, leaving the burning house. "no one messes with the rabbit, especially not jeon jungkook." i cackle. - "okay listen jungkook, mint chocolate is dumb." seokjin says as he rolls his eyes, "jin you're mistaken! let me eat in peace!" i huffed as i stuffed my mouth with my mint chocolate. "jungkookie, it's like eating toothpaste!" seokjin groans as he pinches his nose, blocking his nostrils as if it smelled gross.i scoffed, "oh yeah?!" i set down the bowl of ice cream and tackled him, latching my lips onto his, shoving my tongue inside his mouth letting him taste the mint chocolate. he grimaces and pushes me off. "jungkook you pig!" he shouts as he wipes his mouth. i snicker, grinning as i grab my bowl and continue eating.the series jin and i were watching abruptly stopped as the news came on. shitshitshit. "we've come to stop this show to state that earlier this morning, a fire had started down a local street, where the fire was abnormally big. the police say that there were signs of a break-in as the window was shattered.there is also a sentence of some sort on the pavement, police assume that it was written with blood as they have only recently found it. it reads "i dare you to continue investigating", this seems to be connected with the murder of min yoongi, the 25-year-old man who had been stabbed to death."i turn off the tv and turn my head to jin to see that tears were rolling down his cheeks. he was going to find out sooner or later anyway but i didn't intend it to be this soon. "fucking news..." i mumble under my breath as i put down the ice cream and pull jin into an embrace, holding his head against my shoulder to let him sob.i hated getting dirty like this, but, jin can cry on my shoulder any day. i smile softly as i stroke his head slowly, he finally starts sobbing, crying loudly. "come on baby, let it all out..." i whisper as i feel him calming down. "i-i knew that he was g-going to... b-but i didn... didn't expect it to be t-this soon..." he sobs as he grips onto my shirt tightly.going to?i'll ask him about that later."it's okay... s-sometimes things happen when you don't intend them to... a-and you know, the only way to get through it, is to deal with it. so, cry until you no longer feel sad, okay?" i whisper as i rub circles on his back. i'm not one to help since... well, i'm pretty much holding up a facade but it doesn't matter, for jin, i'll do anything."t-thank you jungkook..." he whispers as he falls limp in my arms, "jin?""seokjin?" i mumbled as i pull him back, he fell asleep. i smile softly as i carry him bridal style, getting off the couch and walking over to his bedroom, i set him down on his bed and pull the covers over him, tucking him in. i place a kiss on his forehead. he must've tired himself out from the crying.i leave the room and i close the door behind me. i walk into my room and i search for a file over at my desk. i found the file i was looking for and i pull it out."choi eunbi, long time no see..."
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"jungkook, i don't think this is necessary..." jin says as he grips onto my shoulder. "nope, the only way to forget about someone is to live a little, have fun! when was the last time you've gone to a club? or anything like that? excluding parties." i ask as i look at him, "well... uh, not since high school..." he mutters, my eyes widened."not since high school?! the fuck? baby, you gotta live now. no more crying over a dead man, plus, he cheated on you." i scoff as i try on some hats. "well yeah but... kook, he was... special, he was quite mean but at the same time, he made me feel as if i was in utopia... you know?" seokjin sighs as he leans his back against the wall. "yeah..." i mutter, "hey, listen, jimin, my friend is coming to-""JIMIN?! YOU MEAN PARK JIMIN?! LIKE... THE PARK JIMIN? AS IN, SERENDIPITY?!" seokjin suddenly shouts, attracting attention from other customers and i instantly slam my hand against his mouth. "yes, park jimin that sang serendipity, he is coming back from thailand and i need to go pick him up from the airport. he's joining us to go clubbing as well so we need to go on a shopping spree, luckily, i don't have a budget this time." i smirk as i tell seokjin what's up.he nods and i pull back my hand, he seemed to have shut up. "now, this hat or this hat?""they're both ugly..."-"kookie!" jimin shouts as he hugs me tightly, i hug him back and we stand like this for a few before he moves back. "so, who's this?" jimin asks as he smiles at the squealing man next to me. "this is seokjin, my boyfriend." i state happily as i hold his hand. "wait, since when? after eunbi i thought you swore you'd never date ever again..." jimin mumbles but i step on his foot and he screeches."shut up jimin." i smile as seokjin just giggles. "so, let's get going?" i ask and the two nods simultaneously. "wait, jimin, i'm such a big fan! y-you really inspire me a lot and i just.. aghh! i love you so much!" seokjin proclaimed as he bowed. jimin chuckles and i just stand there. where's my 'i love you so much'? jimin hugs seokjin and seokjin's soul had probably left him right here and now.-"stunning as always jimin!" seokjin compliments as jimin fixes his shirt. we're currently in my other apartment, trying on clothes to go clubbing. it's also a VIP club since well, jimin and i are quite famous. me being more famous of course. i try on a pink button-up shirt that i had in my closet for some time with some black, ripped jeans. finishing up with some black timberlands. of course, some jewelry like necklaces, rings... you get it.jimin wore a white, sweater with some holes in the front with some ripped jeans and black loafers. wearing a red beanie, a rolex and an earring. basically his everyday wear...i gave jin something to try on, which would probably be ripped off anyway so it wouldn't really matter. he came out of the bathroom wearing a white button-up shirt, black ripped jeans that hugged his legs well, white converse... he looked perfect. maybe not club attire but well, we're just out to have fun. he smiled sheepishly as jimin and i complimented him."alright, we ready?" jimin asks, "yup."we leave my apartment, we leave the complex and we get to my car."is it me or are we going to have a blast?"-alcohol, drugs, sex. these are the three things that would describe the club we're at. long story short, i lost jin.jimin is busy making out with this girl named solar or whatever, so now it's up to me to go find this stubborn adult. seokjin is older than me by two years yet he still acts like a grown baby, it's annoying at times. almost like eu... yeah.i power walk my way through the crowd of drunk, drugged people as i find jin passed out on the couch with a couple of guys. i recognize one of them, and he's no friend of mine, i can assure you that. "hey, give me him." i demand as i stare at the 'leader' of this tiny gang. the lady who clung onto him looks at me with hungry eyes, and i swore she winked at me.i grimace but the 'leader' doesn't budge. "hey, you deaf? give me him you asswipe." i demand again, my an octave lower. "this kid? you wish." he laughs as he keeps jin close to him. i feel like my heads going to explode. "listen, i don't want to start a fight so why don't you just give me him and we won't have to start something. you wouldn't want that, gangyoon." i snarled as i cross my arms."whatever jungkook, it's not my fault that he fell into my arms just like eu-"i grab him by the collar, forgetting about anybody else. jin probably fell off him but i was too in my head to think about that. i throw him down and i step on his abdomen. "you wanna repeat that, old man?" i snarl as i step on his face. he was taller than me, but i was stronger than him."gangyoon, you silly fucker, eunbi was just delusional, that's all. she thought you were the one but s-she just got tricked. i didn't kill her. I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY!" i yell as i get off and start kicking him, all my anger pouring out. i'msorryseokjin.
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i feel someone pull me back by my arm, i turn around and throw a punch at whoever it was. jimin. he falls down and i breathe heavily. only now was when i realized i had fucked up.gangyoon was laying on the floor unconscious.jimin was punched in his face, i'm sure i had broken his nose.seokjin is hurt and also unconscious.without realizing it, my feet move on their own and i'm bolting out the club. thankfully, no phones or cameras were allowed in the club to avoid rumors or anything like that. but fuck, i really fucked it up now.i blocked out all noise as i ran down the street."i'm so sorry eunbi..."
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two days have gone by since that night. maybe i was a coward for running away, but, who could blame me? 'finish what you started.' yeah right, that's not me. i didn't finish off yoongi, i didn't finish off the fight... i didn't finish off keeping jin away from others.because seokjin is mine.he's mine... right?right?i look up at the bright, shining sun. blinding my eyes for a second before looking back down at the ground. it's been awfully quiet. next week i'm gonna go back to making music, not that i don't want to, but i would want to spend time with seokjin more...i wonder how he's been these two days. does he still sleep at my place? i reach my place, it felt kind of weird not being here since i would never leave my place unless it was work or i was out to hang with namjoon.he still here?-"jungkook! you're home! where the hell did you go?!" seokjin asks as he hugs me tightly, i hug back, quite taken aback. "uhh, i... work called in early and after that, i went to go hang out with n-namjoon..." i lie as i look around. everything seems the same, i grab his shoulders and push him back, "hey, do you remember anything from two days ago?" i inquire, serious.he ponders for a moment, "i remember being dead wasted that's for sure." he jokes as he laughs afterward. it seems he has no recollection of what happened, i sigh in relief. "okay.""hey, what's this smell?" i asked as i sniffed the air. "oh! well, i was cooking up something, i had to go get groceries since all you had was... cereal, fruit which was rotten, cup noodles, and some leftovers. you seriously need to eat healthier kookie..." jin says as he pecks my cheek and walks into the kitchen.i smile softly and i walk into the kitchen to see him taking out something from the oven, i haven't used the oven ever since eunbi since... well, she was the one that always cooked food. she knew that if i ever tried to, i'd end up just burning the kitchen down. i chuckle at the old memories before i snap out of it and walk over to the couch, sitting down on it and leaning back."ow!"I turn around and see that jin is holding his finger, clearly in pain. I stand up from the couch and walk over to seokjin. "what's wrong baby? what happened?" I ask, worried."n-nothing kookie, I just accidentally cut myself with a knife..." seokjin whimpers as he shows me his index and middle finger. I grab his hand and suck on the blood, he winces in pain but he doesn't stop me.I pull his fingers out and turn on the tap water with my free hand. i move his hand under the cold water and he winces in pain again. I turn off the water.-I hold him close as jin buries his face in the crook of my neck, I smile. but I know this wouldn't last.I just knew it wouldn't.the doorbell rings and the two of us snap our heads to the front door. who could possibly want to annoy us at 11 pm?I stand up and walk towards the front door. I look in through the peephole. it was gangyoon. what the hell did he want now?"jinnie, go to your bedroom." I bellowed as I unlocked the door, opening it. i knew seokjin had gone as I heard his bedroom door shut."what the hell do you want now, gangyoon? come to provoke me some more?" I ask, tilting my head slightly. he rolls his eyes, "no. I'm here to give you something." gangyoon states as he pulls out a small letter out of his pocket.I recognized that letter."why the fuck do you have that?!" I yell, grabbing him by his collar and pushing him against the wall, a few paintings falling down."chill jungkook! I-I just have it because... eunbi gave it to me..." he croaked as he held onto my wrists, trying to pry them off. I let go of him and he inhales and exhales heavily."eunbi wanted me to give it to you in case she left. jungkook, just because she died doesn't mean we don't have a history together, kook, we were best friends... I-I know that I provoke and hurt you a lot but...""shut up. just shut up gangyoon, I don't need to hear any excuses. it's been 4 years now, we don't have anything anymore. we aren't the three musketeers anymore. so, just, give me the fucking letter and leave." I snarled as I clenched my fists.how dare he make excuses?he gives me the letter before leaving the place, closing the door behind him.it was quiet.it was extremely quiet now.I unfolded the letter and... it wasn't the same, this one was different. very much different, it was the same handwriting, same mistakes, yet, it wasn't that letter... this... this is what she had been meaning to give me all along."dear jungkook..." - "jungkook, what happened last night? i heard all these noises and you yelling... tell me, what happened?" seokjin asks, holding onto my shoulder. "nothing... i-it was nothing, he just... angered me that's all..." i half-lied as i looked up at him, smiling softly. he smiled back and hugged me, rubbing circles on my back.i sigh as i hug him back. he pulls back and pecks my nose. i pout, "why my nose?" i ask in a cute voice. he giggles and pecks my lips. "oh come on, i know you can do better than that..." i mutter, he just hums and stands up, but i pull him into my lap by his wrist, "no running away, mister." i smile as i lean in, capturing his lips in mine.i pull back after a few seconds and he just looks up at me with smiling eyes. there was nothing that spoke pain, sadness, or even anger. he was genuinely happy. he gets up and leaves to go to the bathroom. my smile drops as he leaves. something is stirring up in my stomach, what's wrong with me? he's happy with me, shouldn't i be happy too?then what is this puzzling feeling inside of me?i shake my head as i stand up and walk into my bedroom, i close the door behind me and i go into the corner to my room. i crouch down and open the secret trapdoor. i take out a box and i open it. yoongi's phone, seokjin's phone, seokjin's underwear, eunbi's underwear, phone, teeth... a lot of things...i grin as i take out seokjin's underwear, catching a whiff of it. someone knocks on my bedroom door, and i flinch. i put back everything and close the trapdoor. i stand up and i walk over to my door and open it. "jimin?"-"so, you're saying that seokjin should model in your place?" i repeat, he nods vigorously as he smiles. "yes! jin has the perfect face and he has a great body! come on! plus, i'm sick so i can't exactly model until next week." jimin sighs as he sits down on my bed. "i don't know jimin, i'm not sure i want to expose jin. i like dating someone who isn't a celebrity. eunbi was always busy, i was always busy... you know? and, jin... he's patient..." i trail off as i think about the wonderful man."yeah? just think about it kookie, here's the company's number. i've already told them about it and they think that it'd be a good idea." jimin smiles as he gives me a note. he stands up and i do too. we leave my bedroom and walk over to the front, where jin is watering the plants. "remember jungkook. okay?" jimin says before he puts on his shoes, leaving the apartment.i lock the door and jin stands up, "what did jimin want?" he asks. "nothing..." i smile."alright, hey, jungkook, i found a place where we can go for our date tomorrow, it's really fancy and expensive... i've seen it before, yoongi and i had been meaning to check it out but we didn't have a lot of money so... pretty please kookie?" seokjin pleads as he clings onto my arm. "i don't know seokjin... i have a lot to do and...""come on! if you take me to this restaurant, i will definitely show you a good time afterward!" seokjin interjects as he pouts. "a good time huh? sure then baby." i smirk as i kiss his cheek. "yayyyy!" seokjin cheers as he runs off into the kitchen.that puzzling feeling must've had been nothing. right? - "jungkook! i don't know what to tell you! chocolate milk IS better than banana milk!" seokjin laughs as he takes a sip of his wine. i pout and huff, "hey! that's bold of you to say!" i hissed as i chugged my wine.he smiles and holds his chin in his hands as he rests his elbows on the table. "jungkook, when are you gonna have a comeback?" jin asks as he stares into my eyes. his eyes were practically sparkling."i don't know, it depends... maybe when you aren't trying to keep me to yourself," I answer jokingly, chuckling afterward. he huffs, "well it's not my fault that you look so hecking hot all the time! not to mention that big one of yours..." he grins playfully. "what's this? what happened to my sweet little jinnie?" I ask in a playful manner, pretending to look for jin."nowhere!" he beams and smiles. "well I'll sure miss him." I smile back. I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers like roots. we both stare into each other's eyes, full of love. I love him.
I love him more than anything.
"seokjin! j-jungkook..."both of us whip our heads to the right to see a familiar guy standing there. wait, no, familiar isn't right."hyungsik?! what are you doing here?" I exclaim, not only me but jin too. we exclaimed simultaneously.we both snap our heads to each other and ask, loudly, "wait you know him too?!"i decide to ignore seokjin as i stand up and pull hyungsik away from jin. "what the fuck are you doing here?" i inquire, a bit mad. "woah there jungkook, i just came here because I'm gonna meet someone. a blind date." he answers, his cheeks turning into a rouge color. i roll my eyes, "cut the bullshit, why did you go near our table?" i inquire again, a bit more direct this time.i didn't have time to deal with him, "calm down jungkook, no reason. just saw jin and wanted to say hi, i mean, he's my ex-boyfriend so i thought that it'd be polite to at least say hi." he answers, smirking as if he were better than me. fucking asshole. "well leave, he isn't interested so go to your unfortunate date. i seriously pity that person." i hiss as i turn around, walking back to my table. jin is still sitting there, with arms crossed."so mind telling me how you know him?" jin huffs as he pouts. "baby, I'm sure you know how." i answer and he stops pouting. "i-i... don't..." he mumbles and i look at him surprised, "and you're supposedly my fan?""you can't use that against me kookieee!!" he whines as he blushes. i chuckle, "okay, fine. well, hyunsik is a rapper, and I'm a rapper. and well, we don't have such a good relationship, old kookies know that we are pretty much rivals, ya know? so... yeah. how'd you two meet? seeing as he claims to be your ex-boyfriend." i smirked as i leaned back in my chair."ugh well, before i met yoongi, i was dating hyunsik, he helped me a lot! but skip to... a few months later, he just disappears! he blocked me on all social media and would ignore me whenever I'd see him, so... yeah, we broke up... no explanation or anything but after that i saw him with another girl, she had short, black silky hair, plump lips, big doe eyes... she looked so pretty... no wonder..." he smiles sadly, i assume he's reminiscing about the past.wait...the girl he described...
eunbi...?
i clear my throat, "uh well... how about we go home now? you did say that if i took you out, you'd show me a good time..." i stated with a playful tone. he giggles, "of course, kookie."-I push him against the wall as we kiss roughly. he bites my bottom lip as he roams his hands across my chest. I growl as I feel his thigh brush against my erection.I break the kiss and stare into his eyes, they were full of greed and hunger. a complete contrast to how he was when we first met. I start placing kisses on his jawline down to his collarbone. he grips my hair tightly pulling my head backward, "let's take this to the bed..." he whispers as he grins.i hold his waist and he jumps up, wrapping his legs around my waist. i carry him into my bedroom and i manhandle him onto the bed. he giggles as i grind against his crotch, our erections rubbing against each other. he lets out small moans and i smirk. only i could make him feel this good, right? nobody else could.i step back and he looks at me confused, "w-what is it?" he asks. "strip.""what?""strip for me seokjin, i want to see you take off your clothes slowly for me... you can do that, correct?" i smirk. he grins, "of course jungkook..." he replies and he pulls off his shirt. slowly. i lick my lips in anticipation but just watching him undress slowly was just painful. it was torturous.i groan and i push him down onto the bed as i hover above him, he looks shocked but that expression slowly turns into a fond one. i unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants swiftly. i grabbed a bottle of lube off my nightstand, popped open the cap, and squirted some onto my fingers. i rubbed my fingers on his rim before pushing in a finger. he moans softly, i push in another finger.i smirk and i pull out my fingers. i squirt a generous amount of lube onto my length and i stroke it, making sure to spread the liquid. i position myself in front of his hole. it was kind of pathetic honestly, clenching around nothing. i grin as i enter him, he opens his mouth but no words come out. he throws his head back, "all i did was push in, sweetie, still so sensitive?" i groan as i pull back and thrust back in.he cries at the action. he was still fucking tight, and we had sex like a few days ago... i continue thrusting in and out of him as he lets out some moans and he holds my arms tightly and wraps his legs around my waist, a leg sliding off a few times as i continue ramming into him.he clenches his hole around me and i mutter a string of curse words. "shit, are you trying to get me to finish early?" i ask as i groan. he simply says nothing but moans. i grin and i let my fingers tease his hard nipples, he arches his back at the action. he's so sensitive, it was honestly adorable.i move at an animalistic pace, grunting here and there, moaning a bit too. a few more thrusts and he cums, painting his stomach white. after more thrusts, i cum inside him. i pull out and i fall beside him, "jungkook... i like this... i like you..." he mutters, i turn to look at him but his eyes were closed. he fell asleep. i smile softly and i kiss his forehead.but then my phone rings.
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"mr. kim, welcome back." ms. kang greets as i walk into my office. "thank you, ms. kang. how has it been since my absence?" i ask as i sit down at my desk. "it's been well, sir. the products are currently the best selling as of now. the ratings are off the charts!" she answers, smiling. "i see, that's good." i smile, "oh, and, sir... someone here wants to see you. we had to postpone it since well, you were absent. may i send them in?" she asks."go ahead."ms. kang leaves the office and i look at the piled files. jesus... i had been busy, haven't i? i take a few of the files and look through them. my office door opens and i look up and see a young man stride in. "seokjin! it's been a while, hasn't it?" the man beams. i take a few seconds to process who the hell this is but then it clicks."taehyung! holy crap, it's been forever!" i bubbled as i smiled brightly at him. "when did you come back?" i asked. "oh well... there was this guy i met whilst staying in thailand and... he had to leave so i thought, why not leave too? i remember him so vividly... his name was jimin. park jimin." he smiles as he seems to be lost in his mind."really? park jimin?! wait... y-you met park JIMIN? i-i mean... I've met him too, like twice but... y-you met him before me! and didn't even send me a letter or anything like are you crazy?! you know that park jimin is like my living soul, his music, his vocals, his ABS! tae you trai-"taehyung walks over to me and slams his hand onto my mouth, "shut it jin! i was just busy!" he interjects. i whine and he pulls back his hand. "sorry but- you know!""yeah yeah, he's your future husband or whatever..." taehyung mutters. "hey, I'm kind of busy right now, we could catch up later, how about at my café?" i suggest, he nods. "okay."-"wow! this looks nice! how the fuck can you work at a café but then be the CEO of a huge company?!" taehyung asks, astonished. "well... nobody knows who the CEO is and... i don't know, baking has just been a huge part of me." i answered, smiling. "ohh, i see... how's you and yoongi?" taehyung asks, suddenly. my breath hitches, "uh... yeah... about that, y-yoongi... died?"I cough and his smile drops. "oh... my bad, i shouldn't...""no, you didn't know, it's not your fault... but i swear if i find the person who did this... he WILL pay..." i curse as i smile sadly. "well... have you found another person? too... well, stop thinking about it?" he inquires. "yeah.""he's amazing... but i don't think you'll approve." i joke. "just tell me!" he says as he sips on his smoothie. "issa jeon jungkook!" i beam. he stops drinking and he stares at me with wide eyes. "jeon jungkook? h-he's a rapper and he has a bunch of tattoos and piercings... you shouldn't hang out with someone like him, what about hoseok?""ew god no! hoseok is my BEST FRIEND, tete!" i exclaim, "yeah but you get it... jungkook is... he's bad news!" taehyung complains, eyebrows raised and everything. i roll my eyes, "jungkook is in fact, AMAZING. okay?! I'm fine!" i fumed, "he is BAD, I'm telling you! I've met him before!" taehyung shouts.good thing that the café was closed today..."again with the 'oh I've met him before', you know what? fuck you! you don't own me taehyung, just because we're cousins doesn't mean you can just come into my life and suddenly tell me i can't hang out with jungkook." i scowled. "right... sorry... I'm sorry seokjin but, you know- jungkook-""shut it taehyung, i don't need to hear it. listen let's just... let's go home for now. I'll text you when i come back home..." i stood up and he did too. "i trust that you won't take anything, the key is in the kitchen, lock up the place when you leave." i sigh.and i leave the café.-"can you believe taehyung?! 'he's bad news!' he comes back and that's like, the first thing he has to say after we talk about yoongi's death." i snorted, hoseok sighed. "yeah well, you know tae... sometimes his protective nature gets complicated." he says. "i guess...""hey, have you ever been in jungkook's room?" hoseok suddenly asks. what is up with questions today?! "uhh yeah, last night when we had sex." i answered, hoseok gags. "god! TMI!" i giggle, "sorry...""but really? that's it? do you remember how it looks? he isn't home right now, right? maybe you could look in his room?" hoseok suggests, "no... t-that'll feel like breaking jungkook's rights!" i say, "oh come on- doesn't it bother you that jungkook doesn't let you go into his room? i mean, come on... you two have been dating for like 3 weeks now! 24 hours is a day, and a week has 7 days. now 3 weeks is 21 days, you know how many hours that is? that's 504 hours-""what's the point hoseok?" i interject, a bit annoyed. "okay well you guys have been together longer than i have with any of my exes, and you guys are like a koala and a tree!" hoseok answers, "weird way to say that but... fine! since you won't stop bugging me! and if i get caught, you're going to the depths of hell with me!" i grumbled and hoseok laughed, "i love you too!"i hang up and i put my phone down on the bed. i stand up and i leave my bedroom, checking to see if I'm home alone, "jungkook?" i call out. no answer. geez, i really shouldn't be doing this... but oh well... if i get murdered, at least hoseok will too. i stalk up to jungkook's bedroom door, even though I'm home alone. i open the door and to my surprise, it was unlocked.he was so adamant on me not going into his room yet he won't even lock it? funny. i walk inside and it was cleaner than... shit, i don't know... everything? i could practically see my face on the floor.I looked around, I hardly remember how the room looked like since I fell asleep after that night. plus, I was a bit drunk, I'll admit that. the room was basically black and white. walls were white, desk, bookshelves, paintings and stuff like that were mostly black. his bookshelf was full of stuff though.files, books (obviously, since it's a bookshelf.) I pulled out a book. it seemed to be a journal of some sort. I skimmed through the pages until one particular page caught my eye. "choi eunbi..."there were polaroids of them together, 3 at least. jungkook looked so happy... eunbi... wait...such a familiar name... she looks familiar too...
"ugh well, before i met yoongi, i was dating hyunsik, he helped me a lot! but skip to... a few months later, he just disappears! he blocked me on all social media and would ignore me whenever I'd see him, so... yeah, we broke up... no explanation or anything but after that i saw him with another girl, she had short, black silky hair, plump lips, big doe eyes... she looked so pretty... no wonder..."
shit-- so that was her... in a way, maybe me and jungkook were destined to be together? I close the journal and I put it back in its place. I sigh and I look around a bit more. I walk over to his desk and I see a tiny box.I open the box and... my heart stops.a polaroid of me and him. when did he take this? he's smiling... he's so happy... I decide to take the polaroid and if... if he ever finds out that it's gone well, I'll just come up with an excuse.I close the box and I walk over to his bed. I lay down on it. it's so comfy... it smells a lot like him too... I smile as I hug the pillow. am I being creepy? no... I'm just... looking around! curiosity is stubborn but so is jung hoseok.i see another box... to be specific, a shoebox. and after living with jungkook for apparently 3 weeks, I knew that he hated to keep shoeboxes or anything that you don't exactly need anymore; around. I sit up and grab the shoebox. I open it.tapes.so many fucking tapes... what like 30 inside? i-"seokjin?"
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"seokjin?"
oh fuck, shit, crap, bitch, tits, cock... "uhh, jungkookie, y-you're back early..." i say as i wipe the sweat off my hands with jungkooks sheets secretly. "i never told you that i was going to leave, wait- what are you even doing inside my room? i told you that my room was off-limits." he replied as he stepped closer to me. he seemed pretty angry. jungkook's eyebrows were furrowed and his jaw was sharper than ever, his lips held a tight line as his eyes gave a dark gaze.oh no, was this my death? I'm too handsome to die! i panic internally as jungkook grabs my wrist quite and pulls me out of the room quite forcefully. it started to hurt. "j-jungkook, i just... wanted to clean the apartment..." i lied but he didn't seem to buy it as he scoffed. he let go of my arm when we were standing in the living room. "the place is always clean, i make sure to clean it every morning before leaving anywhere, even when I'm not leaving, i clean it." he answers, his voice stern.jesus, where was the bunny i would see on tv? he really seemed angry. "i... i just got curious... w-""well curiosity killed the cat, why in the world would you go in when i told you not to?!" he cuts me, angered. i withdrew, seeing jungkook angry was on another level. no, it didn't seem like he was angry, it seemed like... like somebody had snitched on him, told everybody this big secret he didn't want anybody to know. ever. "i-it's not like i damaged anything!" i frowned, but that didn't seem to help as he crossed his arms, his arms bulging.i gulp, is it me or is it hot in here? "jungkook, i just got a bit curious — that's all. i didn't t... touch anything and i didn't break anything, i swear! plus, there isn't anything special inside your room... but... what were those tapes you had?" i asked as it decided to swing by my mind. but it's true, what the hell were those tapes?jungkook's eyes widen, his arms slightly loosened but he got back to his demeanor of being irate. it seemed like he was afraid, the look in his eyes, they were holding a secret. i could tell. "jungkook, what do they hold? why do you have them?" i asked, i stepped closer but he seemed alarmed. almost like a mother cat protecting its kittens.i had never seen him this protective in my life.he pulls out his hand as if he was going to hit me — i closed my eyes but i felt nothing, nothing clashing into my face. i open an eye, he was sighing. i swear, if he actually slaps me, i would straight up strangle him. why the fuck would he want to harm me? they're just tapes, right? he pulls back his hand. "sorry... just, let's not talk about that..." he whispers as he walks past me and into his room, slamming the door shut. i hear the door lock.what the fuck?i turn around, trying to process what was going to happen.he caught me snooping around his room, i asked him about the tapes, he looked like he was going to have a mental breakdown, he was almost going to hit me, apologized then left? this was really when i realized, jungkook is hiding something. i stare at the door, my eyebrows suddenly feel heavy as i contemplate about this. my fingers twitching, my feet wanting to move.just what the hell was jungkook hiding? and why is he so afraid to tell me?i shake my head and shuffle over into the kitchen, opening the fridge to prepare dinner.-i see a familiar '92 red chevy pulling up. we were having a little party at jimin's place. no biggie, just a hangout. other idols would be coming, lucky me. "hey taehyungie!" i beamed as he got out the chevy. "hi seokjinnie." he smiles as he hugs me. i hug him back, completely forgetting about the whole ordeal about jungkook being a bad dude. sure he's an enigma but it's not like he murdered somebody."let's go inside! the others are already here," i say as we walk inside the house and into the living room where everybody else was. who was here? well, jungkook, jimin (obviously.), hoseok, namjoon, chanyeol, baekhyun, kyungsoo, jongin, rosé, jisoo, jackson, solar, and last but not least, hwasa. pretty many, right? but it's just 9 +me and taehyung here. so it's 11 people. jimin owns a big house so it doesn't matter much anyway.jimin invited idols he knew. jungkook seemed to only know solar, hoseok, and namjoon as he was quite distant. taehyung and i sat down at the couch. let me tell you who are sitting together.jimin and taehyung, namjoon and jackson, chanyeol and baekhyun, kyungsoo and jongin, rosé and jisoo, solar and hwasa. i envied kyungsoo and jongin, they just seemed so cute and close together. they were practically eye-fucking each other right now, i think jungkook noticed how i was looking at them as he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him, our arms touching. i looked at him and he smiled.tonight was going to be fun! i hope — "alright, everyone! tonight we are going to have a blast! we will play games like truth or dare, never have i ever... and so on... but beware-- we ain't going innocent on this one." jimin smirks as he points at all of us. the girls giggle and jungkook chuckles.dear god, may he have mercy on me... - "okay let's play 'never have i ever' first, we are getting so drunk!" jimin giggles as he runs into the kitchen to grab drinks. "I'll be back," i whisper into jin's ear as i stand up, walking into the kitchen as well."jimin, what is this? you don't usually plan parties..." i ask him as he gets beers. "i just felt like it, plus, this might get your mind off jin finding out about those tapes. i mean-- good thing is that he didn't listen to them, right?" jimin answers as he sets down the beers on the kitchen counter. "y-yeah of course, but i bet he's suspicious of me now... i kind of acted weird back then, god, i was going to fucking slap him, jimin!" i whisper-yell, i run my hand through my hair as i sigh."well, you didn't. jungkook, you gotta start being optimistic, he'll never find out that you're a... that you're the rabbit. he's way too in love to even think about it! sure, he's probably a bit wary of you but otherwise, I'd say the chemistry between you two is just A+!" he beams, i smile softly. "yeah, thanks jimin..." i mumble.i pick up the beers and we both walk back to the living room where the others were waiting. "alright! let's get this motherfucking party started!" jimin yells as he grabs the beers from my hands and opens them, giving the drinks to everybody. i roll my eyes and sit down next to solar as jin was doing something else. "I'm guessing you all know the rules to the game but I'll just tell it anyway. anyone asks the first "never have I ever..." whoever has done it has to drink. If no one has ever, then they get to remain sober another day while the person who asked has to drink. the next player then asks the next statement. the person who stays sober the longest is the winner! okay, jin, you start!" jimin beams.god, we're going to fucking die."uhh... never have i ever sent a dirty text to the wrong person." jin says. i smile sheepishly as i take a sip of my beer. then i realized, nobody else had done the same. "wait what the fuck, jimin... haven't you done it too?!" i asked, why was i the only one who did that mistake? "uhh, no it was the other way around, you dumbass... i can't believe you sent a dirty text to the wrong person!" he laughed, the others laughed too. i rolled my eyes, it was hoseok's turn."never have I ever required medical attention due to a foreign object stuck inside my body." hoseok states and solar, hwasa, and chanyeol drank. everybody else burst out laughing, the three grumbled.it was namjoon's turn. oh hell no, he knows me more than i know myself, excluding my... past. "never have I ever done it with someone more than twice my age." namjoon says confidently. jimin and i drank up... "god you fucking sluts!" namjoon laughs, "dude! i was drunk, okay?!" i reply, my cheeks redder than ever.-never have I ever was now over. we decided to take a break as jackson started retching from drinking too much. I couldn't help but notice when taehyung would glance at me with the most displeased face ever. I don't even know him and he is giving me these angry looks. I roll my eyes as he's looked at me for the umpteenth time, but this time he mouthed something. I wasn't great at reading lips but I swore he said "stay away from seokjin", maybe I'm just delusional but..."-people reported seeing the rabbit walking around tonight, and had seen him assault an old lady. please, everyone, we advise you to bring pepper spray with you for safety. you never know when you can bump into him. now, that's all the time we have for tonight, please come again next time on the late night news. good night!"the others start talking to each other but I silence them out as my ears start ringing. the rabbit? how? I never assaulted a woman, I was with seokjin this whole day. what the fuck? is there some wannabe?I shake my head as I turn to look at taehyung, who had been starting to get on my nerves. he has been keeping his eyes on me like a damn hawk and let me tell you, it is creepy and just unsettling.I get up to go to the bathroom. up the stairs, I go... around the corner and I'm pushed against the wall with a hand around my neck firmly."what the hell?!" I let out breathlessly, I stare at taehyung with my big, pretty eyes yet he stared at me with burning hatred in his eyes, I knew my flirting wouldn't help but god please be by my side this time."never knew you were into that, taehyungie..." I flirted... breathlessly...he rolls his eyes, "cut the crap jungkook, you may be able to fool the others but you can't-fool me." he snarls as he presses harder onto my windpipe. my breathing roughens up as I try to get air."co–me on, wh-what crap?" I wheeze as I held onto his wrists. his grip really was no joke. he looked like a fucking twig in the beginning, were my eyes playing tricks on me?I wheeze even more as I began coughing, he softens his grip so I can at least breathe. thank god. but it would be 10x better if he could have just pulled back his arm.I groan, "tell me, what crap?" I ask, my voice was a bit hoarse after his rude tactic. he snorts, "tell me what crap?" he repeats in a mocking tone, he continues, "i know what bullshit you put up there. acting all good for seokjin, taking his virginity too, fuck you. honestly, just fuck you. I swear I will claw your fucking eyeballs out if you ever hurt seokjin. I know what you do tooI know that you're the rabbit or working with him. fucking psychopath, I should honestly report you to the police, get you in jail for life. but then I see jin, he would be heartbrokenso I choose not to until he finds out just what a fraud you are." he bellowed as he spat on my face."disgusting..." he mutters as he pulls back. he walks away as I wipe off his saliva off my face. how dare he? how in the fuck can he just do that? I would honestly kill him but that would be hard.first of all, he's Instagram famous – he posts regularly. second of all, he's seokjin's relative, so killing him would lead jin and his family to be suspicious of his sudden disappearance. although this sort of applies to yoongi, seokjin told me that his parents never even knew of yoongi since they were hard homophobes.third of all, he has a lot of friends, meaning a lot of going out.maybe I should just take his phone and act as if he flew to another country but in reality, is sitting in my basement, eyes gouged out, tongue cut off... something like that.but he really had the audacity to spit on me. I walk towards him, almost sprinting as I pull him back by his shoulder and throw him down onto the floor.I sit down on his stomach and grip his sweaters collar, I pull his face up. "spit on me one more time, I dare you." I hiss as I stare into his blue eyes. (they look like fucking toilet water...)he smirks and spits on me. directly on my fucking lips.but I guess I'm disgusting for doing this but I lick my lips and smile sweetly at him. he seems taken aback as his smirk loosens and his eyebrows are up. "god you're conceited." I growl as I swing my fist against his cheek. right, left, right, left. you get it.i was pulled back to sanity as someone pulls me back.namjoon."what the hell is going on?!" seokjin asks as he comes up the stairs. the others soon joining. "fucker attacked me out of nowhere! that's what! jesus christ, he was like a fucking machine gun, punching me every second." taehyung snarls as he touches his badly bruised cheek.his lip was busted and his nose was broken. but I'm sure he could fix that with money, after all, he was rich. yes?seokjin stares at me with disappointment written all over his face, my heart sank as I saw him go help out taehyung. namjoon helps me down the stairs, guess my legs got numb."what the hell were you thinking, kook?!" he continued, "are you asking for a casket?!"I shake my head."I'm sorry koala, 'm didn't mean to. I don't know what got over my head..." I lie as I look at my bruised knuckles. they were bleeding and skin was open. it was a sight.he shakes his head, "you really need to fix your anger issues. no, this is more than just anger issues... it's as if you... you just have this neverending hate, just lust for blood... do you know what happened to you?!" namjoon asks as he looks at me, his eyes darting everywhere.the more I think about it.what the hell happened?why can't I remember anything from that time?I look at him with pure confusion written on my face. "i have no absolutely fucking idea, koala." I answered.he sighs, "listen, you're gonna go visit that therapist starting tomorrow, okay?" he says, "he said you could come whenever you felt like it and honestly, you need it now." he states.I feel goosebumps as I think about it. but I know I can't say no to namjoon. "fine... I will." I answer.he smiles at me, "good. now clean up your hands and go apologize to taehyung AND seokjinnie. it is his cousin and your boyfriend after all. oh and also, hoseok seems cute, you think he would be interested in going out with me?" he asks out of nowhere."koala, don't worry, I'm sure he would love to go out with you. just don't bore him to death with your socrates shit, okay?" i say and he snorts. "whatever man."i look up to see taehyung staring at me with dead eyes before turning back to seokjin.how does he know?
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"what the hell was that? why the fuck were you punching taehyung in the face? MULTIPLE TIMES?" seokjin asks, clearly enraged. i mean, who wouldn't be if your boyfriend was punching your annoying ass cousin. i roll my eyes, "he seems innocent but he spat on my fucking face, jin!" i reply. he scoffs, "taehyungie would never do that! h-he's my cousin for fuck's sake! he knows that I-I wouldn't have talked to him for weeks if he did that! plus it's disgusting to spit on people!" he chided. i roll my eyes once again, "yeah do that a couple more times, maybe you'll find a brain in there to fucking explain WHY you actually punched him and ACCUSED him of spitting on you!" seokjin chastised and looked away, as if he was embarrassed... not gonna lie, this hurt me. this hurt me more than a piano falling down onto me. (as an example. didn't actually happen...) i knew i couldn't tell him the truth. he would never like me then. so i settled with lying, something I've done for years. "I'm sorry baby, you know I've been... been stressed, with the upcoming comeback and all. plus I'm going on tour next week so I have to practice a lot." i lied. well, half-lied. i haven't been stressed at all, i knew i would ace this. but me being stressed with taehyung was true. he's annoying and dumb. his face softens as he turns back to look at me, "oh. but... why would you punch tae?" he asked, I stand here staring at him with a blank expression. "yeah... I- I don't know what got over me... listen, baby, I'm not supposed to be telling anyone this but..." I pause."but what?" he inquires, wanting me to continue. I inhale and exhale, but nothing comes out. I really can't tell anyone this. he sighs, "you don't have to tell me, but please don't ever hurt anyone again. it really broke me to see taehyung in such a state, he's also a police officer so I've seen this happening a lot... but I never can seem to get over it." he smiles sadly. he really does care about his family but what the fuck? he's a police officer now? i try my best not to look affected by the news as I pull him in for a hug, he seems hesitant at first but nonetheless, he hugged me back. he pulled back when the doorbell rang. "did you invite anyone over?" I asked but he shook his head. I shrugged and walked over to the front door and unlocked it. it was taehyung. seokjin seemed to be extremely happy as he came rushing to him, pushing me out of the way. jeez, I know it's your cousin but at least treat me gently. I rolled my eyes as I walked back to the living room, dropping myself onto my leather couch. I change the channel on the tv but nothing interesting was on so I just turned it off. I could hear seokjin's giggles and taehyung's chuckles. did it gnaw at me annoyingly? yes, yes it did.lately, he hasn't been giving me attention and I definitely didn't want this relationship to end this fast. we've been together for a month and 2 days... I'm not letting it end this early. jin and taehyung come over and sit down on the couch. but the two completely neglect my presence. I scoff and get up, "oh- where are you going jungkook?" seokjin asks. wow, now you notice me? "to my room." I answered curtly as I left. "but jungkook-""let him leave." taehyung interjects. I walk into my room and close the door behind me, locking it. I walk over to my bookshelf and pull out a book I had begun writing in... what, high school? college? I dismissed those thoughts as I opened the book and flipped to page 78. now you might be wondering what the hell this book is. wanna know? too bad! you guys will have to wait or whatever.I read through it carefully and I smirk, this was perfect. I put the book back in its place and I sit down on my bed. for now, I'm gonna have to avoid seokjin even though it'll pain me to do it.I pull out my phone and text jimin.'hey. lemme crash at urs for a bit?' I waited for a few before I got a response a minute later. 'ye ofc but why? did you n jin argue or what?'no. it was nothing like that...'ya and he's been kind of distant lately and yknow how annoying that is?? I'll come later today k?' he replied back with an okay. seokjin would probably think that I'm avoiding him, which is correct, but he would also probably think that I left because of our argument. which isn't true. fucking taehyung... - "jungkook where are you going this time? if you're going out to buy something, can you buy me chocolate milk?" I asked as he put on his shoes. taehyung was in the kitchen making something. "uhh... I'll get it for you tomorrow angel." he replies as he smiles. tomorrow? I push that thought away and nod and smile. he kisses my cheek and walks out the front door.something about this seemed familiar.really familiar... but I locked the door after he left and went straight to the kitchen. it smelled like jungkook after he practiced for 8 hours. dear god, he's an even worse cook than jungkook... there was flour everywhere, WATER everywhere! oh my god I'm never letting him near the kitchen anymore. "t-taehyung what happened...?" I managed to ask, he turned around with a huge grin on his face. "cooking for my baby cousin!" he beams. "tete, I'm older than you but... okay..." I mumbled. he seemed happier now that jungkook's left, this was kind of immature but I'll just let it slide since he got a beating from jungkook.he pulls out something from the stove. "jesus, mary, and joseph." was what came out my mouth when I saw what abomination he created. food? don't know her. "go sit down at the table, I'll bring everything out." he says and I sit down. I am utterly terrified, and I LOVE food.he comes to the table with a tray and holy hell that scent... he puts it down and... everything was burnt. I am telling you, BURNT. it was like he was cooking food over LAVA."what the fuck is this?" I asked bluntly and he rolled his eyes, "seokjin, I know you can't handle my amazeballs cooking skills but that doesn't mean you can just ask what it is." he said with a deadpan voice. "i am not eating this, this is basically soot now. I don't want to die because of this." I said and he whined like a 3-year-old that didn't want to go to bed. "oh my god do you want to kill me? is this because I stole your toy cars when we were little?! I swear I have them somewhere!!" I cried and he gave me a look of disappointment and left. hey, at least i won't need to stay on the toilet for the rest of my life. - "you're gonna kill taehyung?! hey he's a police officer, he will get your ass! plus i really like him! can't you just like... find a way to get jin to i don't know... hate the guy?" he suggested instead, i sighed, "fine. i will try to find a way, but killing him is a lot faster..." i trailed off. he sighs, "but finding shit about taehyung and using it to your advantage is a lot cleaner! plus, you'll be able to spend time with your very, very handsome boyfriend." he smiles. "get your own!" i groan as i throw a pillow at him.but yeah, guess i gotta make a new plan. make jin kick taehyung out his life, for forever if that's possible. hate that freaking guy. - I wake up from my slumber. I take a few minutes to process where the fuck i am, then it clicks. "right... i was at jimin's place." i sigh. It's not like I'm trying to avoid jin but I'm just doing this because i wouldn't want him to suspect me of being weird. plus, I've already locked my bedroom door so he won't be able to snoop around and find whatever shit i have. I love jin, i really do, but sometimes he just gets on my nerves. you know? he's not like those other people I've hooked up with. they were weak as hell... jin was different, jin was stubborn as hell. but gullible, that was one good thing. a weakness of his. but it was time to make taehyung pay for disturbing my life, 'specially my love life. I get off the couch, i make my way to the bathroom, take a quick shower, brush my teeth, ya know, the basics. I then leave the bathroom, making my way towards the kitchen. I grab a fruit and walk back to the living room. it was currently about 3 pm. now, you may be asking why the hell i woke up so late; well, that's because i stayed up all night figuring out a plan to make taehyung disappear, even if it's for a short period of time. what was i going to do? well, you're gonna have to wait and see. where was jimin? probably out modeling or something. It's not that jimin was okay with me murdering people or ruining lives but he knew that if he even tried to interfere he would have his limbs ripped off. you don't mess with me, okay? i pull out my phone to see what taehyung was doing on instagram, to my luck, he had posted something on his story. he was at some sort of park, "seongdong-gu..." i read out and i stood up, shoving my phone back into my pocket. i put on my shoes and left the big house. i looked around but i didn't see my car anywhere. did i bring my car? fuck, my mind was kind of hazy. must've slept badly or something. i take jimin's bike and let myself sit comfortably on it. i start pedaling to my destination. hoo, boy was this going to be a workout. - i get off the bike and park it next to a bench. i look around but i see no sign of taehyung. i was wearing full black and hope that people wouldn't recognize me. it's bright as fuck too, so i don't really need any unwanted attention. i spot a certain blue haired guy and i just knew it had to be taehyung. i mean, what other blue-haired fucking cops would be in a park? i scoff and i stalk up carefully to them. it was taehyung, fucking yes. i sit down on the nearby bench. it seemed like he was with a friend. girlfriend? no, he seemed too feminine to like girls, plus, didn't jimin rumble on about how taehyung was so handsome and would flirt all the time? gagging. "so are you actually gonna try to get this jungfoot dude to stop talking to jinnie? that's practically impossible, you know how jin is. once he falls, he's fallen in a long, long well with no escape." the female said. what the hell? he dares to say he cares about jin yet he's going to out me and break his own cousin's heart? what a fucking hypocrite. i pull out my phone, unlock it, and go to the voice recorder. i press start. "listen, seungha, I'm doing this for his safety, he has no choice. you know what happened last time he fell in love with jungkook. once he found out the truth, i almost fucking lost him to that psychopath!" he hisses, seungha seemed taken aback as she flinched. last time he fell in love with me? what the hell? i ignore that as i continue eavesdropping. "taehyung-ah, you're only going to get yourself in trouble. y-you almost died! i can't relive that. i can't risk seeing you in that bland, uncomforting hospital." seungha says softly, taehyung only shakes his head. "no, i have to." come on, get to the fucking juicy part already you fucking cop. "i mean, seokjin still doesn't know the truth about you and his father, maybe i can find a way to include that psycho into this. something like... "jin, i have something important to say, i know who the killer is. the one who killed your father and your sister, seungha. it was jungkook." yeah?" he suggested, seungha held her chin in her hand, "i mean... it's not a bad idea but I'm not sure if that's a good idea." she sighs. "it's better than nothing, plus, he's too gullible, and he doesn't even know that father had killed himself. let's just use this to our advantage, you know he won't ask." he asserted. what the fuck? now I'm not sure who's worse; me or him. he's using his cousin's memories and changing them up to use AGAINST me! but little does he know that I'm smarter than him. "i really hope you know what you're doing tae..." seungha fretted. "trust me, i know." taehyung assures and... and kisses seungha?! what the fuck? what the fuck? what the FUCK?! if i heard correctly, seungha was seokjin's SISTER. taehyung is seokjin's COUSIN. oh my god... oh my god I'm going to vomit. I'm gonna have to ask seokjin if taehyung is adopted or whatever because- because this isn't right. i mean, of course, what I'm doing isn't right but... this was just wrong. they seemed to be done with their conversation as they stood up, holding hands and walking away. i pull out my phone and thankfully it was still recording. i stopped the recording and it saved. i walked back to my (well, jimin's) bike and got on it and started riding back to my apartment. but i was still wrapping my head around this information. last fell in love? - "seokjin... i- uh... i have something to show you..." i grumble as i cover myself completely with my duvet. i faintly hear something but i'm too tired to even check what it is. taehyung tired me out today and i really wasn't having it. but i guess i couldn't since it was pulled off and i was met with a LOT of sunlight blinding my eyes. "oh my god!" i groan and cover my eyes. sitting up i drop my hands and look to the side, it was jungkook. "oh! you're back! where the hell did you go?!" i exclaim, "i went to jimin's, but this isn't what i want to talk to you about..." he trailed off. "but wait- why did you-" "we need to talk about taehyung." he stated in a stern voice. taehyung? but... why?
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"we need to talk about taehyung." i stated, his eyebrows knit together. "why? what about him?" he asked. i sigh, i sit down onto the couch next to him. i pulled out my phone and skipped to the time where he talked about wanting to destroy my relationship with seokjin. of course, i would never let that happen, now would i? "here, just... listen to this," i say, my voice barely above a whisper. he seems concerned as he takes my phone out of my hand and puts it up to his ear. i could faintly hear the conversation between taehyung and that seungha lady. "jin, i have ... important ..., i know who ... ki... the one who ...-led your father ....... sister, se...ha. it ... jungkook." it's been a few minutes and I'm sure the recording had ended. it was silent, too silent for my liking. i looked at seokjin and he had put the phone down on the couch, sitting there as if processing what he's just learned. "a-are you sure that it's taehyung?" he asks, finally looking up at me with red eyes. he was crying. i stared at him with a blank expression and nodded. i was this close to making seokjin hate taehyung. "I'm sorry i... i need a minute," he says and gets up from the couch and leaves the living room. but i somehow don't feel satisfied. was this the right thing to do? ruining seokjin's relationship with his family? my whole life i finally get my hands on something great, something euphoric. yet I always manage to ruin it. with eunbi, with my mother, with gangyoon, nothing ever went right. was this life playing tricks on me? was i only living to have sex, drink till i stumble home, make music for fans, then die? i laugh softly as something wet drips onto my hands. i was crying. for the first time in 15 years, I'm crying. i know i didn't do anything wrong to jin but seeing him that... that off, put ME off. maybe I'm overexaggerating, but a part of me can't help but say that... that was the wrong thing to do. maybe I wasn't too far gone, eunbi was wrong. i wasn't a psychopath, i wasn't sick. just because i haven't taken my medicine doesn't mean I'm still sick, does it? i could easily go into seokjin's room and check up on him. i sigh and stand up, wiping the tears off my cheeks. i leave the living room and walk up to jin's door, knocking on it softly before turning the doorknob, slowly pushing the door open. he was hugging the bunny plush i gave him. i walked towards his bed and sat on the end beside his feet. "how are you feeling?" i asked softly. i wasn't about to give up but, that doesn't mean i might feel guilty. then again, I'm doing this for seokjin and i. so we can live happily in peace without any obstacles. "I'm... I'm fine..." he whispers, his eyes were red and puffy, cheeks were glossed with tears. i stand up and move to the left side of the bed and get in under the covers, shifting closer to him and wrapping my arms around his tiny waist, pulling him in closer to me. he does nothing but lay still. i leave butterfly kisses on his nape, hoping i could comfort him as i caress the side of his waist. in the end, we both fell asleep. - i flutter my eyes open and take a second to fully wake up. beside me is nothing, i sit up and look around but my boyfriend was nowhere to be seen. he must've left for work, but it would have been nice if he could have told me.but that recording punched me in my face, how could taehyung do that? I sigh as I get up from the bed and into my bathroom. I brush my teeth, use the toilet, you know... the basics. I leave the bathroom, leave my bedroom, and to the kitchen. I see something on the counter. walking closer I see that it's a plate of pancakes and there was a pink note next to it.I smile softly and grab the note, "i knew you would be down the second you woke up so I took the time to wake up earlier and make something for you. I love you, Seokjin. ❤️" and I smile. smile brightly. thinking back to it, hyunsik or yoongi would never do this for me. hyunsik was too busy to ever think about me, but whenever I go out or talk to someone he would just take control as if he owned me. for yoongi, it was better. it was love. but he was just a bit lazy around the house, but he was suffering from depression so I can't blame him. I grab the plate and its still warm. so, he must've left after I woke up. I set the plate down on the kitchen table and sit down. I grab the utensils that were on the place and dig in.hopefully, it doesn't taste as bad as... his. after a few minutes, i finished the pancakes and they were pretty good. but I'm sure jungkook made a ton of mistakes before making this.I sigh but then I hear a phone ring. I look around and get up from my seat and walk into the living room. it was jungkook's phone. I walk towards it and pick it up, it was jimin who was calling. I mean I just assumed it as the contact name says 'annoying lil' shortie 🙄'I answer the call and hold it up to my ear, "finally you answered! I thought you were out murdering people..." jimin says. I stay silent for a few and jimin picks up on it. "you're not jungkook, are you?" he asks, "no... I'm not, it's me seokjin. what's this about murder?" I ask, confused. "uh no it's nothing, just... you know how jungkook murder people with his looks? plus it's for the upcoming comeback," he answers. seems plausible. "okay... but, listen, can we hang out today? I recently found out something about taehyung and... I just... I need some fresh air." I lamented as tried to hold back my tears."yes of course jinnie! I'll pick you up at 8 pm." he beams and I smile. "thank you." and he hangs up. - "okay, when I said to hang out this wasn't what I meant by it..." I mumbled as I stare at the big, black building. we were at a club, for the fifth time. oh, and what to make it better? it was a damn strip club."seokjin, sometimes you gotta let loose, I understand that. taehyung was a whore and he shouldn't have had lied to you. but let's just forget about that and move on, okay? maybe I can find someone to hook up with because I genuinely liked taehyung..." he sighed. I smiled and hugged him, "okay, you'll be fine... let's go in now?" I say and he nods, we walk in and we had to give our phones so we did and entered. surprisingly, it seemed pretty fancy for females and males dancing on poles.gold, diamond, and silver decorated the place. why do I feel like I just entered a fucking palace? me not knowing anything I head straight to the bathrooms. to be honest, I'm pretty sure jimin is busy sucking tongue right now. he's a flirt, and always manages to make out with someone under 5 seconds... what power he holds! I sigh and wash my face at the sinks and I instantly freeze when one of the toilets flush and out comes someone from the stalls.it was kim fucking hyunsik.he notices me and smiles, "hi seokjin! what are you doing here? this isn't the type of building you would go to." he greets in his annoying 'oh I'm really nice when I'm actually a manipulative little goblin!'. I roll my eyes, "why do you care? it's not like it matters." I bellowed and turned around. looking into his... stupid... handsome face..."peaches, you know I'm sorry and that I should have treated you better..." he continues, "but I was busy! you know with the thing with jungkook and all... he was winning over me! more followers, more views, more money!" he answers, whispering in the end. "if you didn't have your head shoved so far up your ass then maybe... maybe there would have been something," I stated truthfully."i know and... and I'm sorry buttercup..." he mumbles as he steps closer to me.he puts his hands on my waist and I KNOW I should have moved away, pushed him off but I couldn't. I stared into those beautiful hazel, manipulative eyes of his and I couldn't help but get lost in those. to be fair, he was fine as fuck, he was tall, well-built, smart... you know? he was the whole package, just maybe not mentally okay. he leans in and he kisses me, I stay frozen but then my body reacts. I kiss back, the worst thing about it was... that I liked it. little did I know, that it was the biggest mistake I had ever done. - i wake up feeling all groggy, i turn around ready to hug jungkook but my hands landed on something much more muscular and bigger. my eyes shot wide open and i fall out of bed. what the fuck? i stand up and i see that I'm completely nude, not to mention, my clothes aren't even in this room. i look at the man in the bed, completely stunned, wait a fucking second... is that a female at the end of the bed? oh my god, did I just have a threesome?! this is worse than i thought it was, jungkook is going to fucking amputate me. i internally panic as i look around for clothes. shit- i couldn't find any. i only saw the females clothes and i groaned. i grabbed them and went into the bathroom to change. great. fucking great. it just HAD to be a skirt. dumb girls showing off their legs... i roll my eyes and dress up. curse me for working out, now i look like a muscled lady. i stare into the mirror, makeover? god, I'm giving myself a full drag makeover. not to mention this pounding sensation inside my head and the need to vomit. i look around and there was a purse in the bathtub. I'm not gonna ask how it ended up in there but i grab the purse and open it. there were liquid lipstick and some other crap i had no idea what it was. i take out the lipstick and use it. i looked alright. "ooh... money..." i whisper, "I'm taking this, fuck that hoe, I'm still gonna die by the hands of satan anyway." i grumble and take the $20 she had. i throw the purse into the toilet not caring how expensive (or cheap) it was. i hurridly take the females shoes and put them on. tree woman? i think so! i look back at the muscular man and dear god. it was none other than that fucker hyunsik. not to mention he was also jungkook's rival! not only did I cheat on jungkook, but I cheated on him with his fucking enemy. don't drink kids, otherwise, you're gonna wish you never got pushed out a vagina. i leave the room quietly and I'm standing outside. seems like we were at a motel. a pretty shitty one too... two letters in the neon sign were busted, lights flickering. the walls were dirty, it was like hulk had shit on the walls, honestly speaking. and where the fuck was this midget jimin at?! i ignore it and continue walking in these feet torturing devices and i realize i had absolutely no idea where the fuck i was. god fucking dammit. i hear a door open and i turn around to see hyunsik fully dressed in the same suit he had on yesterday. he licked his lips and walked closer to me, "well why don't you look pretty?" he flirts and i roll my eyes, "listen here, just because i slept with you doesn't mean i like you, in fact, i didn't even mean to!" i reply, angered. "you didn't push me away." he stated, i stay silent and choose to ignore him. "you goin' home?" he asks. ignored. "seokjin, i could give you a ride, ya know." he says in his weird, southern accent. i roll my eyes, "whatever." i answer, and walk away from him and out into the open road. there weren't even any passing cars and god knows how far i could make it with these knives called shoes. my toes and heels are in complete pain as I'm not even halfway gone from the motel. a car pulls up and the window rolls down, hyunsik pops his head out, "stop being stubborn and get inside." he says and i just decided to do it. plus the road was warm! if i took off my heels it'd be like walking inside a damn oven. i get in the car and i buckle my seatbelt in. i look out the window, not even wanting to look at his dumb face. the car starts driving again and the sun is already beginning to set. jungkook is gonna castrate me, i just know it... but hey at least i got $20! - i stumble inside the dark apartment and kick my heels off and sit down on the floor, home sweet home! the light suddenly turns on and i feel my heart jump out my chest. i hold onto my chest with my hand as i see that demon jungkook stand in front of me, arms crossed. "and where the fuck have you been?" he asked, completely irate. "uh... out..." i answered, i mean, that wasn't a lie. "you sure? where's your phone?" he asks and my brain goes into full process mode. wait a minute, WHERE THE FUCK WAS MY PHONE? "wait where the fuck-" jungkook abruptly moves towards me and pulls me up by my wrist and pulls me into the living room. he pushes me onto the couch whilst he sits on the coffee table in front of me, his eyes staring into my soul. he grabs the phone that was on the table and it seems like he's searching for something. i sit there nervously, playing with the hem of my skirt. couldn't this asshole at least let me change? a second later, the phone was in my face. i move back to see and it was hyunsik's account. not only that, i was in the picture... in bed... with him... and that weird tree lady. "mind explaining this? 'you think this is funny? seokjin?" he inquires, but it sounded more like a statement. he throws the phone down onto the couch quite harshly as it bounces off and lands on the edge of the couch, close to falling off. i gulp whatever fluid i had in my mouth as i dart my eyes everywhere. "i- uh... i wasn't in my right mind and-" i sigh, "who am i kidding? it's so obvious... i slept with him and that weird lady... it's not like i meant to! i just... i just got so lost and the thing with my family clouded my mind, i completely forgot about you..." i answered, feeling guilty. he nods slowly as if he wants me to continue. "it's just... before i met you, hyunsik would be there. he was there when i needed comfort, advice, etcetera. i guess his hazel eyes deceived me as his intent was way too different." i chuckle softly, "but i promise i won't ever do it ever again!" i vowed, bowing my head. "that's what..." he mumbled, i couldn't quite catch it but he sounded disappointed. i raised my head and looked at him. "okay, but, please don't ever do it again, you're my sweet little angel... alright?" he says in a breathy voice. something was off about his voice, very off, but i couldn't pinpoint what. all i could think about was thank god. i nodded vigorously, and he smiled. but it didn't reach his eyes as they would. he caressed my cheek and leaned in, and planted a kiss on my cheek. i frown but i muster up a smile when he pulls back. his eyes were dark, and that... that disturbed me.
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that fucker hyunsik was going to fucking get it. I am fed up with his stupid schemes. how could he fucking sleep with seokjin? my boyfriend? I feel my stomach do flips at the thought of that manipulative rapper.he had no rights to be near seokjin, let alone breathe. I bang on his door and after a few seconds I hear the locks on the door... unlock. right, when I hear it unlock, I grab the door handle and swing open the door with force. I walk inside and turn around. shit- it wasn't hyunsik.it was his mother."oh! jungkookie... what brings you here?" she asked in her sweet voice. "ah, mama... would hyunsik happen to be here?" I inquired her and she stays silent for a moment before laughing softly. "no no... hyunsik moved out 2 days ago." she answers, "what for?""nothing... just... wanted to talk to him about something." I answer her question. "do you have any idea where he could have gone?" I ask and she shakes her head."i see... well, I best be going now. it was nice seeing you again mama." I say and hug her shortly. I leave the house and I walk over to my car. wait- what am I doing all this thinking for? I could easily ask seokjin about it. I roll my eyes at my stupidity and get in my car.I start the car and drive back to my place, luckily the place wasn't that far so reaching my street wouldn't be too long. finally reaching the location, I park my car and get out. I walk up the steps leading to the apartment complex and enter the code to open it. you see, this building was for celebrities and shit and there's a code that you have to remember to keep yourself safe from insane fans.thank god for that.I open the door and walk straight to the elevator. I press the button to open it and step inside, pressing number 10. and now I wait.after a few minutes, the elevator door opens and I step out into the hall. I take out my keys and insert one into the front door. I open it and walk inside, closing the door behind me. I don't bother locking the door nor taking off my shoes.I walk over to seokjin who was watching tv."jin, do you remember where the motel was?" I asked him. he had basically told me everything that day... everything except for the location. "I'm not sure... but why do you need to know?" he asks, "nothing... jus' wanna go talk to him. I mean, I don't want him to go near you ever again." I state and he shrugs, "i dunno, the place was pretty shit. but it was definitely outside the city, pretty warm in the area too. I think it was called like... morgan's motel? again, not sure." he answers and looks back at the tv.this new attitude of his was slowly getting on my nerves but I choose not to question it, "right, thank you." I say and plant a kiss on his head. he looks up at me and smiles. "hey uh, you going out again? do you think you can get me some chocolate milk? you didn't last time..." he asks with a pout. I grin, "of course baby." I answer and peck his pouty lips.ahh... how much I love this... - I stand in front of the place, this seemed right. what the hell was wrong with the walls though? they were like a sickly... vomit green... did the hulk have diarrhea or something? I shook my head cause I did NOT want to imagine that.I walk towards the receptionist and knock on the window. the man behind the window wakes up and looks at me with hooded eyes before coughing and sitting upright. "fuckin' brat waking me up... whaddya want, buddy?" turns out that it was an english speaking person. he had asked in an irritated tone, his voice was quite gruff and goofy sounding.to my advantage, I knew english."has a kim hyunsik checked in?" I asked the tired man and he rubs his chin, "not so sure but I'll check for ya." he answers and opens a drawer, scanning through his files. "uhh yeah- yeah he checked in. he's in room 302, now scram." he states and pulls down the shutters. I scoff, "dick." and leave. I'm not even sure he thoroughly checked.I look around and I find room 302. I knock on the door and surprise, surprise, nobody answers. I roll my eyes and start banging on the door. it's like 4 pm, who could be asleep or whatever?!I look around once again and see a paper clip laying on the dirty concrete. I bend down and pick it up. luckily, I was an expert lockpicker so I'll see if this works. I twist and turn the paper clip and make it straight. (haha, make it straight...)I insert the paperclip and move at it, trying to unlock all the locks in there. and voila! it's unlocked.I open the door and the shower was running. so, the man was showering. I close the door behind me and sit down at the worn out couch, staring at the tiny, barely clean looking tv. some '80s show is playing.the shower stops and I grin as a male with a towel wrapped around their waist comes out, wait... what the fuck? - "TAEHYUNG?!"i stand up in shock as i stare at the almost naked man, my eye darts down to his crotch and i wish i didn't do that. he moves to his bedside and we stand in silence as we stare at each other. i calm down, so, the receptionist lied to me, and i just had to get taehyung? what a fucking day. taehyung seems weirdly calm, i mean, i fucking punched him like 10 times. I'd expect him to pull out a gun and ask why I'm here but he doesn't.which is kinda creepy..."what the fuck are you doing here?" he spits out, eyebrows furrowed as he pulls out a gun from under his pillow. nevermind."woah there! i mean to cause no harm. actually, i was looking for somebody, but that stupid pig gave me the wrong room. you know, i might be on my way now..." i answer as i back up to the door, he kept the gun on me and he seemed weirdly calm as if i wasn't about to hurl myself at him and throw punches like the other day."and where do you think you're going, lucy?" taehyung asks, a grin tugging at his lips. i feel my heart drop, "wh- how the hell do you know that name?!" i question and charge towards him, pushing him against the cracked wall. god if only i could wipe that wicked grin off his face. "well, i investigated and... got in contact with your brother..." he answers. i scoff in disbelief, "my brother? i don't have a brother." i growl as i push him against the wall harder."you'd be surprised at how much you know." was all that rolled off his tongue, i swear, i should just cut off his tongue right here and now. "careful now boy, you wouldn't want your knee cap busted, now do you?" taehyung asked, but it sounded more like a threat.I hiss and let him go, "let's pretend this never happened, okay?" I said, anger welling up in me as I backed off. he grinned, "sure. but watch out, next time, I'll bust down your door with handcuffs and evidence." he states and I roll my eyes, "whatever, detective." "I'm not a detective!" he barks and i snort.I leave the room and I sigh in relief, "fucking bitch..." and I look around more. but I see a familiar figure standing by a room. jackpot, it was none other than the rapper himself. I stalked up towards him and he turns his head, looking more than surprised."why hello there! a pleasure seeing you again, hyunsik!" i greet, a fake smile on my face as he backs up. "listen, dude, i just-""ah, no. shut up." i cut him off and smile forcefully, "you slept with MY lover, just because he is your ex does not mean that he is claimed by your filthy ass." i shout and grab him by his collar, kicking a random door open as i push him inside. i close the door behind me and lock it, i take my time to look around and what do you know? it's hyunsik's room.i grabbed his bag, rummaging through his things and i just so happen to see a hammer in there, "hyunsik, why do you have a hammer?" i ask as i take it out, gripping the handle tightly. i turn around and he sits on the floor, his bottom lip trembling as his arms are about to lose balance, his eyes darting everywhere, sweat beads rolling down his face. it was a sight to see, my rival on the floor, looking like he's seen some ghost.i take a few steps closer to him and he scrambles to his feet, running into the bathroom and slamming the door shut. i groan, "do we really need to do this? you know you're gonna die anyway! so just come out and let's get this over with! i have to cuddle with seokjin and that's like- super important you know!" i complain as i pound on the door."no! leave me alone y-y-you monster!" he screeches from the other side and i roll my eyes. either hyunsik is bat shit crazy or just has a death wish because these doors wouldn't even be able to keep off a zombie. i slam the hammer against the door and it immediately creates a big hole. he yelps and i laugh, "pfft, are you dumb, hyunsik? choosing such a rundown motel to hide from... me?" i muse and kick the door open.the hammer-hole thing was just to scare him. he's in the corner, his hands clasped together as his head is down. "praying to god won't help you, buddy." i state and he whimpers. "any last words?" i inquired, amused and he looks up at me, eyes glossed with tears and he bursts out sobbing.i groan once again as he never shuts up. "i-i... tell se-"i swing the hammer against his head and his head cracks open, blood gushing out as it splashes onto the wall. "well, jobs done. sorry, i couldn't deliver your message, it's just that you took too long and your crying was obnoxious. welp, i'm audi!" i beam as i leave the bathroom, leave the place and close the door behind me.thank god taehyung wasn't nearby otherwise i would've been in big trouble. i sprint over to my vehicle and quickly get inside, i start the car and i lean back in my seat, regaining my breath and processing what i did. no way am i going to let some loser take away seokjin, seokjin can't leave me, because then i would be alone.this is justified.yeah... it is. - seokjinseokjinseokjinseokjinseokjinseokjinseokjinseokjinseokjin"seokjin!" i chorused as i slip off my shoes. i walk over to the living room but he isn't there so i walk down the hallway and i hear a voice coming from his bedroom, ah, so he's in bed? i lean closer against the wall, listening in and it seems like he's on the phone.i was about to turn back when i hear my name being pulled into the conversation. "what do you mean jungkook killed my father? are you crazy taehyung?! no- you are INSANE! stop trying to blame my boyfriend for everything when you, yourself is the problem here! you are dating my SISTER, and you- you even fucking said you were going to LIE ABOUT IT! I HEARD YOUR DUMB CONVERSATION AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AND SEUNGHA EVER AGAIN. GOODBYE!" he yells into the phone and i throw my fist into the air, whispering a trail of fuck yeah's.i knock on the door, asking if everything was alright. "yes... can... can you come cuddle with me, jungkook?" he asks and i open the door, smiling softly. he's wearing one of my hoodies, which was nice, it suited him too.i close the door behind me and i jump onto his bed, holding him close to me.this is exactly what i want, and i don't feel terrible anymore.he's mine.minemineminemineminemine."i love you, jungkook." he cooed as he wrapped his arms around me. we held each other tightly, it was like the only thing we needed were the two of us."i love you too, seokjin."