BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

Jungkook: Blissful Ignorance pt. 2

For all those pyschotic Jungkook fans...tadaaaaaa
WARNING: GORE HINTING TO MATURE THEMES AND A VERY TOUGH KOOKIE
It gets extremely dark so uve been warned.

Jungkook in the gif: Why do you have to make me so insane?

I distinctly hear the hum of electricity, and I sigh knowing it is my room's night light. I don't move, but I moan again, finally happy it was just a dream. Whatever happened was just-

"Eriiiiiin..."

Oh no...

I try my best to stay still and eyes closed at the approaching footsteps. However, I couldn't stop the trembling lips from escaping a small mewl as the footsteps stopped right in front of me. My breathe again is caught in my throat, anticipating any move from the insane man standing in front of me. I didn't want to breathe anyway, I registered the stench of the room and associated it with rotting carcasses and pee. Where am I?

I hear a shuffling of clothes and a cold hand smooths my cheek up and down. It takes all my willpower not to flinch away, even if I did let Jungkook do that to me in the past.

"So...so beautiful." Jungkook whispers and his hand trails to smooth my hair back. "And when you are finally going to be mine." The feeling goes away and is felt again at the base of my shirt. A strangled cry wants to escape my throat but I let him feel my stomach once he moves the clothes away. It goes up and down, up again, higher, almost touching my-

"Stop it!" A very familiar voice echoes around the room. The hand moves away quickly and through lidded eyes, I see Jungkook stand, facing away from me.

"Shut up!" He screams and I jerk at the outburst. "You know she isn't yours anymore, right?"

Jimin...I think. Is that you?

"Jungkook you asshole! I asked her out!" There is a clanging of chains and footsteps that walk away from me.

"Be quiet, now, you vermin." A growl is heard and I give in to temptation and open my eyes.

I see him. Jimin. My love chained to a wall, blood steaming down his face and leaking from his mouth. His left eye is swollen shut and it looks as if his right arm is broken. He's sitting on the ground, head locked into a Death Stare with the man infront of him. He notices my wide eyes behind him but doesn't say anything. 

My eyes travel around the room, noticing dozens and dozens of pictures of me. Me at the park, me in the university library, and me even in a swimming suit at the local pool. I see writing in red all over the picture. Incoherent phrases with words such as "toy, break, wife, children..." They were all horrible. Nausea builds in my stomach and I struggle to hold it down. Many other pictures also contained Jimin , and he was crossed out, his face burnt or scratched out.

"Don't you realize? I fell in love with her first." Jungkook starts again and I quietly sit up, hoping to not turn a head. My face knits itself into a frown, one entwined with sadness at the thought of Jimin saving my life again. Why is Jungkook doing this?!

"Back then, it was me, two years ago she came to my side when everyone hated her. Please, Jungkook, things don't have to end up this way."

"They have to. They must." He chuckled darkly while gripping his cheeks. The chuckle starts to increase into laughter, then uncontrollable hysterics. "I'M HANDSOME AND SEXY, GODDAMMIT!" He makes his way to Jimin and punches him in the gut. There's a squishing sound and I uncontrollably let out a whimper, loud enough for both of them to hear.

Jungkook stops and turns his head, eyes wide with insanity and he studies me and smiles.

"Erin, you are awake..."