Stretching out your arms you yawned before calling it a day. The sky was already twinkling with stars at dusk.
Unlike other days you wanted a moment for yourself after a nightmare. Seokjin drove you home.
You were in your PJs after a hectic day. Already ate dinner an hour ago and was about to sleep in when the door bell rang.
You glanced at wall clock, 1:30 am. Peeping through the hole you saw Jungkook looking right through the other side.
"Open the door. You aren't a heavy sleeper." He banged the door once more. "I can see you."
Old habits die hard. He was aware of your habits like the back of his hand since he was once your best friend.
Before neighbours complain you unlocked it and pulled him inside. Jungkook was tipsy. Loud and stubborn, that was him.
"Why are you here?"
He turned a deaf ear, taking his shoes off. He briefly looked around, spotting the kitchen. His feet hurried towards the mini bar, raiding champagne.
Folding your arms you scoffed," You did a scene out there. I tired out of work, don't disturb my sleep."
He popped the cork, before pouring it in two glasses. He passed one to you and said," That's why drink it."
You arched an eyebrow after taking it, suspicious. He shook his head," I knew that you will doubt me, that's why I didn't brought you any gift, especially my 1807 wine. You'll sue me for drugging you."
That's a given but a 1807? Your pupils dilated, must be nice...
He did a toast to happy moments whilst you rolled your eyes before tasting it. The sooner done the sooner he'll leave.
"Now leave." You put down the glass, watching him stare at you. Like really stare at you and lick his lips.
God knows at what speed his hormones were accelerating. He wasn't even paying attention to the words, all he focused was how your lips moved. Inviting and enticing.
"Are you even listening?" You exclaimed. He took few steps forward. Approaching you. You pushed your head back, as if it could maintain space between you two.
He was awestruck.
"Damnit," Jungkook sighed, rubbing his temple. "Now tell me what do you want?"
You frowned in confusion. He looked mad.
He asked,"Dramatic and angsty wedding kisses or soft and gentle kisses, now That is The question."
"Huh?" You blinked twice.
"Well, the opinion of my fiancee matters. It's goona be a wedding of a lifetime for us."
Turning your back snarled," Don't get ahead of yourself. It was just because of my father otherwise I told you what I think about you that cold night."
He pushed you to face him. His face dropped serious. "Ridiculous. From penniless to becoming a billionaire, I did it for you."
"I didn't asked you." You yelled, tears welling your eyes.
"I had to. It was the only way back in your circle. You disregarded my heart."
"You don't have a heart! I hurt your ego, that's why you're here. Just for revenge." Grabbing his collar you shook him, staring right into his orbs with a pained look. All those memories flashed back. Every single wound unraveled itself like a fresh cut.
"I loved you and you left me. I moved on, Jungkook. I love myself. It's too late. We can't be together. Go back home." Letting his clothes off you wiped your eyes, going straight to the door and opened it.
Silence filled the room. Eyes were fixed on floor, afraid to let him see your raw emotions.
Footsteps approached closer. Loud and clear until they nudged your toes. Lifting your chin up Jungkook saw fluid pearls adoring your eyelashes, hiding the intensity of irises which sent electricity to his entire existence.
You didn't knew the power you held over him. One word and he'd be on his knees, giving you his wrists to punish me.
Punish him, abuse him. Just don't leave him. Please.
He build his empire to fit in, to be worth of getting accepted by your family. All he ever desired since you left was you.
He finally fell in love, blindly and hopelessly.
Too blind to notice uneasiness.
"Home?" He snickered before getting too close," You're my home. Where am I supposed to go?"
Your heart skipped a beat. Due to fear or excitement? You didn't knew for sure. Sweet nothings would have won you if your past didn't haunted nights. With a gulp you tried to composed yourself.
"Real house, Jungkook. You're drunk." He shook his head, denying it. With a feather like grip he held your waist, so light that it barely had a contact. Strong bad breath was hot against your jaw.
Jerking your face away you closed your eyes. He was only increasing the proximity. Pushing him off might trigger him because under the influence he could lose control. To defeat him you had to use brain. And, dealing with his undoubtable muscular strength was not your go to bingo.
A mumble of you smell nice was heard before moist lips hovered, tenderly trying to press and suck and it all paused once and for all.
Laying limp in your arms was the man gone in his slumber. The creased eyebrows were now relaxed with a pout, reminding you of good old times.
Times with your best friend.
Your love.
Your sleepless nights.
And, your heartbreak.
Once you had sung the songs of unrequited love and now he danced on the ashes of karma.
Putting him on the couch you rested your hands on your hips. You wanted to throw him out in cold but you didn't wanted to cause trouble.
Rolling your eyes you looked away. He was sour to eyes. Despite how much of a citrus he was or a thorn you refused to acknowledge, you couldn't ignore the sour thumb.
"Argh," Stomping away you came back with a blanket. Handcuffing his wrists to a wooden leg you rest assured that he wouldn't attack you in your sleep. The blanket was just.. on him, not tucked, still there making it's presence.
Something's better than nothing, you know.
Leaving him there like an object you really went to your own bed, in a locked room, safe and secure.
So, imagine waking up in tight work clothes, smelling like a cheap liquor bottle. Scorching afternoon, heat spotlighted on face, itchy skin and sweaty armpits. Drool dripping down, bad smell of last night meat and a housefly spinning above the nose.
Jungkook scrunched his nose, twitched few times and lifted his arms to shoo it, he found himself restrained.
Opening his eyes he shook his face to get rid of the bug, that might've came from the open doors of balcony. Waking up with rough, nest hair wasn't on his bucket list nor being stared at like an animal in zoo.
Sitting across him, crossed leg you were eating cereals, looking at him as if he was a circus's monkey.
As if he'll do a cartwheel and you'll throw a bill or two.
With one last gulp you stood up. "Wake up, sleeping beauty. It's quarter past 1."
Handover was high, partial body balance and negligible awareness of whereabouts. To scratch his hair he lifted his hand and nearly fell.
"Why am I cuffed?"
A distant voice said," To send you back for an animal documentary. NGC labeled a price of... nothing. You're worthless. Well, congratulations, they need a monkey and you're fit for it."
The more calm you were the more pissed Jungkook became. "You think it's funny? Free me."
"Was it funny when you banged on my door last night?" You confronted.
"Y/N, get over it. I have people to meet."
"Huh, look at you prioritizing others before me. And you wanna marry?"
Jungkook frowned, a little twitch of lips before he smirked. "You want my attention."
"No! I mean you're not sincere about us. You're ruining us because of greed. You want me, not need me."
This time Jungkook was relaxed. A little happy. He now sat down on carpet, pulling his knees close to his chest which was difficult due to his male anatomy.
His face hung low, a chuckle reaching out. "You want me to need you." He looked up, a sick satisfaction on his face.
It only added gasoline to your boiling blood. Haw dare he!
In an instant he was chocked. Fingers wrapped around his pulsating nerve, throat bobbing. Even in a position so submissive he was turned on.
All of your focus was on Jungkook. Just him in your mind like he wanted. Even if you'd leash him around.
"You're trying to manipulate me." You roared close to his face. Your own eyes burning with anger. Sitting before him on coffee table you surely bent forward to warn him.
"Ask me no secret and I'll tell you no lie." His eyes rolled. Your grip was tight and he liked it. Do anything, he'll love it as long as you're in the equation.
His back arched, a soft gasp coming out. Realising he could faint you loosened your grip. You weren't cruel.
His knees touched the ground as he sat on his hindlimbs. With heavy eyelids he watched you, felt the ghost of your fingers against his throat. Tingles were leaving goosebumps. He missed this touch. Old habits die hard.
Crawling close he wanted to surrender. Doe eyes looked up at you.
You knew he was all fake. Pretend. He was no innocent and you weren't any saint.
"Still acting like a victim." You scoffed.
"As if you didn't enjoyed my submissive moans," said Jungkook,"You're a filthy girl yourself. I used to fulfill your kinks too, sweetheart."
Mention of those countless nights where he had moaned countless names except yours was taunting. Could you really look over it?
"You used me when no one wanted you and left me when
" Oh, what not I'd pay to go back. I won't lie. I did took names of forgotten but since last ten years I've been chanting your name like a prayer."
"Yet you never loved me."
"No, 'you' left me," said Jungkook," In fact, I brought flowers to apologize. I guess it was too late. You blocked me. Vanished and didn't have me a chance to explain myself."
"After how you treated me?" You argued.
"Didn't you called me poor, made fun of my status." Jungkook put his cheek in your lap, looking away. He mumbled," If I didn't wanted you, needed you then I would have disappeared."
Indeed you did degraded him in front of Namjoon. Honestly, you regret it. The look in his eyes that day was something that still reminds you of the monster residing inside you; unjust and heartless.
You didn't meant it. Your intention was to push him away,not to hurt him but you did. And this makes you hate yourself.
But first love breathes forever.
"Then go to hell!" You stood up, pulling your hair with a groan. "Why did you came back? Should I forgive you? Give you a second chance? I can't. I might be able to look myself in the mirror."
Another breakdown, another reality check. You knew a part of you, call it naive or stupid, still yearned for the reciprocation of love. And now, he's providing you just that. How could you not fall for him.
A soft voice said,"I love you." He was still looking down. A tear or two rolling down.
"Just once, Y/N. So, one last time I need to be the one who takes you home." Neither Jungkook expected himself sobbing on his knees nor he thought you'd kiss him.
It wasn't one of those sweet confessional kisses. It's no sweet and gentle. It's feral. Pent up waiting, anger frustration and toxic kiss, full of blood and bites. When you pulled away his lips were bruised. His blood painting the corner of your lips.
You were on your own knees, staring straight into his glossy eyes. Suddenly, you slapped him.
"If I'll abuse you, you'd still want a chance?" You won't but a little threat could test the waters.
"Kill me, use me. I'll love you regardless." His eyes were soft unlike the slow roll of tear down his cheek, the having a red handprint.
Damn, he was toxic. No girl should end up with a yandere. They should go for a green flag in real life
But it's a Y/N life in Y/N style.
Pulling him by his collar you smashed your lips against his. Even if he wanted to suck a breath he couldn't. The delight of being pressed between the couch and you got him dizzy. His eyes rolled when the erection was grinded against the delicate pelvic he wanted to hold. Then he remembered that he was a mere hostage in handcuffs and you were his captor.
Erotic moans and desperate whimpers filled the room if either of you pulled away. Breathing heavily you shifted down, hands already unbuttoned two at the top.
"Ever been touched here?" Ghost like fingers tracing the collar bone. He never let anyone put a hickey on him. Let's see if he'll rebel about it or not.
"No," he shuddered, rather enjoying it.
"As it should be," you smirked," You wanted to get used, right? I'll use you and you won't have a say in it."
His pupils dilated. You did expected him to get wrapped around your finger.
He welcomed all the hickeys, gentle and abusive. He just didn't wanted to lose you, letting you do everything and more to him. Teeth bites punctured his skin, red circle of dentition outline was burning. He still offered more skin to mark him. You wanted to destroy him. He gave you a right to claim him, you'll have your revenge first, fix him second then bend him over, literally.
"No, I changed my mind. I won't touch a disgusting piece of shit like you." You smirked devilishly.
Squirming on floor he crawled forward. Confusion written on your face when he clamped your feet between his bulky thighs.
Grabbing his back hair you yanked his face up and said," You didn't got rid of your feet fetish, did you?"
He only grinded, providing any kind of relief which wasn't enough. When you slapped him, he got out of his frenzy. All you of wanted was to pull your leg but he had it trapped, rubbing his dick.
"Please," He bit his lip. His hair was partially wet from sweat. He was oo afraid to lose you.
"Fine," You rolled your eyes before saying that you had a condition.
"Anything, literally anything," said the man.
You hummed. "You'll name your assets under my name, work according to me and be a puppet. Is I clear?"
"As deep as the Pacific Ocean. I wanna be yours."
You grinned," Then let's get you to mattress, baby."
Handcuffs off, clothes off. The deed was promised. Maybe jn the future you'll hire a hitman to finish him but for now, quenching your thirst was pleasuring.
[A/N] Idc if u want them together or not. 'Y/N' doesn't exist. Part 2 was pending since 7 months and I wanted to finish it. That's it. You want her to reject him? Write your own, fellows. ✌🏻