"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡'𝙨 🍆 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚? 😈🔥"
Smut/Sex (a lot)
☆ THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYONE'S PERSONAL LIFE OR FEELINGS. EVERYTHING INSIDE IS FICTIONAL.
YOU ARE FREE TO LEAVE IF YOU FEEL TRIGGE...
As the city lights blurred past them, Jungkook drove in silence, a faint smile ghosting his lips as he watched Taehyung from the corner of his eye.
Taehyung sat quietly in the passenger seat, his eyes glazed, still reeling from the news about Namjoon.
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Every so often, he'd glance out the window, pressing his fingers to his lips as if trying to hold himself together.
When they finally arrived at Jungkook's mansion, Taehyung barely noticed the impressive estate surrounding him-the high walls, the grand iron gates, or the perfectly manicured lawn.
He simply followed Jungkook up the stone path, feeling like he was sleepwalking through the night.
Inside, the mansion was dimly lit, the low glow from elegant chandeliers casting shadows along the marbled floors.
Jungkook's home felt imposing yet strangely comforting.
The dark, polished furniture and pristine decor gave it an air of mystery-like Jungkook himself. He motioned toward the plush living room couch, guiding Taehyung to sit down.
As Taehyung sank into the soft cushions, Jungkook went to the bar, pouring a glass of water before offering it to him.
"Here. Drink this." Jungkook's voice was gentle, but his eyes held that same edge of control, studying Taehyung's every move.
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Taehyung took a sip, hands still shaking slightly, and Jungkook sat beside him, his arm draped along the back of the couch.
He didn't say anything, just watched Taehyung, waiting for him to speak. But Taehyung remained silent, his gaze unfocused.
Finally, Jungkook leaned forward, reaching out to lift Taehyung's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.
"You're safe here," he murmured, his thumb brushing softly over Taehyung's cheek. "I know it's a lot to process. But you don't have to deal with it alone."
" You... You know about it?" asked taehyung.
" yeah. I was called to come at police station a few days ago." jungkook said.
