Only You | YoonKook 🔞

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"You really can't stay? Or I could go back to your place with you!" Yoongi said to Jungkook. They were in Yoongi's bedroom. Jungkook had been laying low ever since his encounter with Namjoon, but he couldn't fight his urges anymore.

"Baby, I have an early day tomorrow. I promise I'll come by tomorrow." Jungkook said.

Yoongi pouted. "You won't stay... even if I say you can have your way with me?" Yoongi asked as he crawled on the bed to get closer to Jungkook.

Jungkook clenched his jaw. The offer was very very tempting, but he had to kill someone before he accidentally killed Yoongi.

"I can't." He said, gulping after he said that.

Yoongi tilted his head and smiled. "Jungkookie~"

"No, don't... fuck you're so sexy... no, no... baby, I would love nothing more than to take you up on that offer, to just stay here with you forever, but I have to work. If I can't work, I can't afford for us to move." He said.

Yoongi blushed. "Us? Move? Like move in together?" He asked, tilting his head like a puppy.

Jungkook sighed softly. "Yes... well it was suppose to be a surprise," It wasn't, he was just trying to save his ass and get out of this conversation and away from Yoongi. "But... it would make me the happiest man on earth if you, Min Yoongi, would move in with me." Jungkook said.

Yoongi smiled brightly. "Wait, seriously?!" He asked.

Jungkook nodded before he raised his eyebrows as Yoongi lunged at him, hugging him tightly.

"I am so in love with you! Of course I'll move in with you!" Yoongi said with a smile.

Jungkook smiled back. "We'll talk about it later... I really need to go." He said softly.

Yoongi groaned. "Fine." He said with a pout before he kissed Jungkook passionately. "I love you so much." Yoongi whispered.

"I love you too." Jungkook said softly before he grabbed the rest of his things and left.

He drove home, excitement and anticipation creeping in his veins.

Once he got home he did his usual routine; shower, dress, prepare the room and drinks before going out hunting.

He chose a random gay bar in the next town over, less of a chance of running into someone he knew. The music was loud. There were potential bodies everywhere.

Jungkook lit a cigarette as he leaned on the bar, his drink in his other hand as he looked for the perfect victim.

The neon lights flickered and pulsed, casting an electric glow over the crowded bar. Jungkook's heart raced, but it wasn't just from the thrill of the hunt; it was the thought of Yoongi that kept his mind buzzing. The warm embrace, the laugh that echoed in his ears, and that adorable tilt of his head that made Jungkook feel like the luckiest man alive. But the darkness lurking within him whispered that he had work to do first.

He took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the smoke curl around his thoughts, attempting to drown out the nagging guilt that came from wanting to leave this life behind. The bar was alive with energy, laughter, and a mix of sweet desperation that filled the air. It was the perfect hunting ground, and yet, Jungkook felt like an outsider, like a ghost haunting the places he used to revel in.

As he scanned the room, a figure caught his eye—a tall, handsome man with dark hair and an easy smile that lit up the room. He was leaning against the bar, chatting with a couple of friends, blissfully unaware of the darkness that surrounded him. Jungkook's instincts kicked in; this was the one.

He closed the gap, moving in closer, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and dread. This man was perfect, but Jungkook's thoughts kept drifting back to Yoongi, the life they could build together, the love that had ignited within him.

"Hey there," Jungkook said, flashing a charming smile as he leaned against the bar next to the man.

"Hi!" The stranger replied, his smile widening. "I'm Jisoo. You new here?"

"Just passing through," Jungkook said, feeling a knot tighten in his stomach. "What about you?"

"Oh, I come here all the time. It's got the best vibe." Jisoo chuckled, taking a sip of his drink. "You should stick around—maybe I could show you around town?"

Jungkook forced a smile, fighting against the urge to flee. He hated how easy it was to charm someone, how quickly he could wrap them around his finger. But this wasn't just a game; it was survival. He needed to remind himself of that.

"Maybe," Jungkook said, trying to keep the conversation light. "What do you do?"

"I'm a photographer," Jisoo replied, his eyes lighting up with passion. "I love capturing moments, you know? It's like freezing time."

"Sounds incredible," Jungkook said, even as his mind raced. He glanced at Jisoo's hands, the way they gestured animatedly as he spoke.

Suddenly, Jisoo leaned in closer, lowering his voice. "You're really cute, you know that?"

"Thanks," he replied, his confidence and charm through the roof. "You're not so bad yourself."

Jisoo laughed, "Why don't we get out of here?" Jisoo suggested, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Jungkook nodded, the call to kill growing louder by the second. "Let's go." He said with a smirk.

"Great, one thing... my buddy... I can't leave him cause he's like pass out drunk right now." He said.

Jungkook glanced over at the man nodding off at the bar. Jungkook's wicked smirk grew wider. "The more, the merrier." He said.

—

The night had taken an unexpected turn, and Jungkook felt a strange mixture of exhilaration and dread as he and Jisoo dragged the drunken friend into his apartment. The man was dead weight, slumped against them, his loud laughter echoing through the quiet halls. Jungkook exchanged a glance with Jisoo; the spark of attraction was undeniable, but the lingering thoughts of his life with Yoongi clouded his mind.

Once inside, they laid the friend on the couch, and Jungkook could hear the soft snoring begin almost immediately. He turned back to Jisoo, who was watching him with an eager gaze, his lips curling into a playful smile.

"Should we share a drink?" Jungkook asked, trying to keep things casual, to maintain some semblance of normalcy.

"No," Jisoo said, stepping closer, his confidence radiating through the room. "I've wanted you since I saw you... where's your bedroom?"

Jungkook sighed softly, the weight of the moment settling on him like a thick fog. Part of him wanted to refuse, to walk away, but another part of him—one that thrived on the thrill of the hunt—was ignited. It was a dangerous game he was playing, but sometimes, the urge to indulge couldn't be ignored.

"Follow me," he said, a smirk creeping onto his face as he guided Jisoo down the dimly lit hallway to one of the spare rooms.