"Jungkook? Another drink, please," Taehyung swung his cup back and forth with the few drops left swishing side to side.
"Why don't you get it yourself?"
"Because I asked nicely," he smiled. Jungkook gives me a quick glance then sighs to get him another bottle. Once he's gone I feel Taehyung's eyes on me. "I'm so glad we-"
"What is Jungkook hiding?" I interrupt him.
"He could be listening," he whispers. I look at the kitchen then back at him. I get up and wave him over to meet me in a different room. His smirk tells me he has other intentions, but he won't get a hand on me. As soon as I close the door he's fast to talk. "I didn't know you felt this way," he laughs. I push him away from me.
"What is he hiding?"
"You know, this is perfect. He took something dear to me, now I'll take something," he twirls his finger in my hair, "from him," his smirk is dark instead of playful this time. I smack his hand away, but he only retaliates when his hand goes for my neck and pushes me against a wall.
"Stop," I struggle for air. I let go for only a second, then his teeth sink into the same place where Jungkook had drank from before. I yell for help. But for all I know, Jungkook won't care.
The doorknob shakes but the door is locked. My sight slowly fades away. No, no. Don't black out, Y/N.
I hear a big noise like something breaking, but I can't process what it could be.
Don't black out.
Don't black...
Don't...
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Blood and Bread (m) | Jungkook ✔
Fanfiction[Completed] +++++++++++++ "Don't! Why do you need it anyway?" he stays silent and doesn't answer. Once the syringe is pulled out of my arm a drop seeps out. He takes his finger and collects the drop. He looks at his finger then smirks at me, while...
