#taekookbts fic

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pairing: Jungkook x Taehyung genre: Established relationship, Angst word count: 2.5k words

summary: "Have you ever thought of anyone other than yourself?”

a/n: this is a short fic inspired by Happier Than Ever (ASTN cover) warnings: brief mention of intrusive thoughts / attempt, panic attack, gaslighting, and hint of toxic relationship

“‘Cause I’d never treat me this shitty, you made me hate this city.”

‘Please, please. One reply, so that I know you’re safe.’

Jungkook doesn’t know how long he’s been staring at his phone. All he knows is it’s been weeks since Taehyung left without a trace. It’s his fault why he left. He knows it is. He was an asshole. A manipulative, egocentric asshole who didn’t realize his mistakes until it was too late. Now, the love of his life is nowhere to be found.

He’s been cooped up in his and Taehyung’s room ever since Taehyung disappeared. He can hear his hyungs’ footsteps outside of the room, talking amongst themselves, begging him to come out, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He thought he deserved to be at least punished for the shitty things he did.

“Kook? Hey, come on. You wouldn’t find Taehyung this way,” Jin says while leaning against the bedroom door, hoping that Jungkook would listen for once.

Jungkook dryly chuckles, “You can’t find someone who doesn’t want to be found, hyung.”

Jin sighs. He looks at the others behind him and shakes his head. They all drag themselves to the living room, looking dejected.

“Has anyone heard from him yet?” Namjoon asks. The others shake their heads.

“I tried calling and texting, but he doesn’t answer. I don’t even know if he reads them,” Jimin whispers, already on the verge of tears.

“Has anyone tried asking his pa—”

Hoseok was cut off by the sound of a door opening and saw Jungkook standing outside of the room with bags under his eyes, looking like absolute shit.

“Hyungs,” Jungkook mumbles, eyes glistening from unshed tears, “I know one of you knows where he is, please,” he begs.

“Jin hyung? Hobi hyung? Jiminie?” He looks at them one by one, pleading with his eyes. He slid down to the floor when none of them answered.

Jungkook lets out a shaky breath, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault he left. Now, he’s not talking to you guys either.”

Yoongi heaves a deep sigh, having enough of seeing Jungkook like that.

“You never heard it from me, all right?”

Everyone snapped their heads toward Yoongi, looking at him in disbelief.

“You… You knew all this time?” Jungkook says, feeling betrayed.

“Yoongi… Why?” Jin asks.

Jungkook grabs Yoongi by the collar and shouts, “You knew all this time, and yet, you let me suffer like this?”

Yoongi furrows his eyebrows, “Have you ever thought of anyone other than yourself?” He calmly says.

“W-What?” Jungkook lets go of Yoongi and backs away.

“Are you really this selfish?” Yoongi angrily says.

“I’m not—”

“Have you ever thought that maybe this is what he needs? To be away from you?” Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, frustrated with Jungkook’s behavior, “You think he left just to hurt you? To make you suffer? You think he did this out of revenge?”

“No, but I—”

“Taehyung left because you hurt him. He left because you made him suffer. You invalidated his feelings. You tried to manipulate every fucking situation that doesn’t go your way. He got tired of putting up with all the hurtful shit you do and say to him. He got tired of you telling him how to feel. He got tired of waiting for you to come home in the middle of the night, only to be drunk out of your ass and ignore him in every possible way. He got tired of always putting you first. You made him feel worthless that he almost tried killing himself!” Yoongi exclaims.

“That still didn’t give you the right to keep this to yourself! You have no right to meddle in our relationship!” Jungkook shouts.

“Guys, stop, please,” Namjoon tries to calm them both down.

Yoongi walks closer to Jungkook, glaring at him, “Don’t tell me shit like that. You’re not the one who sees him cry every single night. You’re not the one he calls for help whenever he’s on the verge of giving up. Where were you when he had his panic attacks? Nowhere. Because most of the time, it’s because of you,” he points at Jungkook’s chest. 

“Have you even said sorry at least? Just once, and meant it. Have you? Have you ever asked him how he felt? Have you ever looked at him, like really look at him? Because one simple look will show that he’s not fucking fine. You’re too invested in yourself that you can’t even notice that.”

Jungkook looks at Yoongi with wide eyes, tears slowly streaming down his face, “I…”

“Yoongi, please,” Jin whispers, “this won’t fix anything. Fighting him won’t fix anything.”

“I’m not…” Yoongi sighs, “I’m not fighting him. I’m telling him everything he needs to know, so he can realize how fucked up this whole situation is.”

“I… I know, okay?” Jungkook’s voice cracks, “I know I fucked up. I know that now. Please, hyung. Tell me where he is so I can make this right,” he cries.

“I made a promise, Jungkook. I don’t want him to suffer anymore.”

“Hyung,” Jungkook got down on both knees, pleading with Yoongi, “I just want to talk to him. I want him to know that I regret everything, that I realize my mistakes now and I’m ready to own up to them. I just… want to know if he’s safe.”

Yoongi takes a deep breath, “He’s staying at my friend’s house in Daegu.”

Jungkook has never stood up that fast in his entire life. He hugs Yoongi and grabs his keys, “Thank you, hyung. Thank you.”

He was about to leave when he heard Yoongi speak, “Hey. I’ll text you the address. Fix this, all right?”

Jungkook nods and gives them a small smile before he dashed to his car.

‘I’m coming, baby. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…’ He kept apologizing in his head, trying to think of everything he should say to Taehyung to make him forgive Jungkook. It was a long shot but he’s ready to do everything in his power to make this right. He can’t lose him like this. He won’t let it happen.

Hours later, Jungkook finds himself in front of a small house in the middle of nowhere. There’s rice fields everywhere and about two or three houses in sight. He’s nervous. Of course, he is. He doesn’t know how Taehyung will react once he sees him. He feels like his heart’s going to beat out of his chest from all the anxiety he’s feeling.

‘Okay, let’s do this.’

He knocks on the door twice. Silence. 

He knocks again.

“Tae?” Jungkook calls out, “baby, I’m here. Please, open up.”

He tries to peek in through the windows, but it seems like no one was home. He’ll just have to wait until—

“How did you find me?”

Jungkook spins around and sees Taehyung standing still, carrying some groceries. He almost cried then and there while observing Taehyung’s appearance. He looks tired. He has bags under his eyes, he looks pale, and he lost a lot of weight. The eyes that once looked at him with so much love and adoration before have now become dull and full of hatred.

‘Have I really been this clueless?’ Jungkook thought.

“Tae.”

“How did you find me, Jungkook?” Taehyung asks, his face void of any emotions.

“It doesn’t matter but hear me out. I just wanna say I’m—”

This is the part where he apologizes. 

One empty word from him, and Taehyung’s world starts spinning around him again.

“You’re what? Sorry? Again? For the nth time?” There was little to no care in Taehyung's voice as the words came out. The usual warmth that wrapped around his words was long gone now – Taehyung is far long gone and part of Jungkook knows this.

Jungkook had already apologized for a lot of things, of course, without sincerity. It would usually be over mundane things like forgetting to get the trash out, washing the dishes, and picking up after himself. Not once did he ever apologize for all the hurt he had caused Taehyung; for all the times he missed the monumental parts in Taehyung’s life, whether it may be his college graduation or his promotion at work, not even when Taehyung found out his estranged father he was once close with died due to the pandemic.

Jungkook wasn’t there with him, and he never apologized for it. Instead, he blamed Taehyung for being so mentally absent and lacking the usual care from him. Out of all the problems Taehyung had to weigh on his own, Jungkook never helped him to lift it off. It also circles back to him. It always has to be about him.

“If this is another apology, I don’t wanna hear it,” Taehyung stands stoically, tiredness very evident in the bags under his eyes. 

Jungkook freezes in his spot, unable to think of anything coherent to say. He wants to open his mouth, but he knows no words would come out. An unsettling feeling sat in the pits of his stomach, forming a black hole of emptiness, knowing that Taehyung is exhausted from all the empty apologies he had said.  

He can only think of one thing to say.

“I love you, Tae,” the words stuck on Jungkook’s throat, choking him. 

“If you ran away to spite me then—”

The next part? He blames Taehyung after the heartfelt apology.

“Spite you?” Taehyung bitterly chuckles. 

Poking his tongue in his cheek, he narrows his gaze on Jungkook, “If you really meant all the things you were sorry for, then you should’ve worked on it proactively instead of putting all the blame on me.”

Jungkook’s brows furrow, “I told you I’m trying. I am fucking trying.”

“But I never see you try, Jungkook.” 

This doesn’t seem to be the answer Jungkook was hoping to hear with the way his frown deepens.

“I waited for change and I kept forgiving you. All I’ve ever done for the rest of our relationship was wait and make up excuses on your behalf until I…”

“You what?” 

Taehyung remains silent briefly, making Jungkook even more anxious.

“Until you what, Tae?”

“...until one day, I felt nothing. Nothing for you, nothing for us.” 

Normally, Taehyung would be shedding tears by now, but this time he doesn’t. 

“You tell me you love me and how I’m the luckiest person in the world to have you, but why do I feel like it isn’t like that?” Jungkook thought he saw a flash of hurt in Taehyung’s eyes for a brief moment, but Taehyung held his ground.

“You could’ve told me that’s how you felt all along instead of running away from me,” Jungkook’s jaw clenches.

Followed by the part of more blaming until one of them finally caves in.

“You always had an excuse for everything, Jungkook. Whenever I feel bad, it doesn’t matter who owns up for the mistake because it will always be me who’s at fault. Not you,” Jungkook’s gaze flickers as Taehyung’s words draw a pang in his chest.

“I always begged for you. I always sought your validation, for your forgiveness,  hoping that maybe someday – just maybe – you’d see me as an equal. As your actual partner. But no,” Taehyung’s lips form a small, sad smile as he looks down.

“I realized I’d be wasting the rest of my life waiting for you to love me the way I love you; you’ll never do that and that’s okay. Really.” 

‘We can’t end like this.’

Jungkook could lie his way out and win Taehyung back. One excuse on top of another lie, and not once did he admit his narcissism and selfishness. Now that Taehyung is suddenly reminded of everything, he asks himself: Was it so hard for him to break things off with Jungkook to save his sanity? Or was it hard for him because he had grown codependent with him?

He could stay for five more minutes listening to another sob story Jungkook pulls out of his ass, but this time he’ll never believe it. 

Sighing deeply, Jungkook’s doe eyes start to well up with tears he never knew were there, “Is there any way I could fix this? I promise I’ll be better next time.”

Taehyung raises his brow, his eyes boring into Jungkook, “You had all these years to fix every crack in our relationship but you never did. What makes it different this time?”

‘I don’t even fucking know.’ 

Taehyung could see how Jungkook is inevitably failing to think of another affectionate alibi to win him back.

Giving it one last shot, Jungkook lifts his head and looks at Taehyung with sincerity. He comes closer and hugs him but Taehyung never extends his arms nor does he reciprocate the contact. 

“We could try to rekindle our relationship, you know, like going out on dates like we used to and things like that,” Jungkook suggests, convincing Taehyung as hard as he can.

It’s funny how it felt right to be held by him. Like their bodies molded together perfectly. Jungkook’s touch was familiar, and if Taehyung hadn’t known any better by now, he’d probably think he belongs in his tight embrace. 

Taehyung smiles pitifully, “It doesn’t work out that way. Not anymore.”

‘Don’t leave me. Please.’

“I’ve never loved anyone the way I did with you, Taehyung, don’t do this,” Jungkook raises his head, arms still around Taehyung as he looks at him, eyes pleading. If there’s anything people should know about him, it’s that Jeon Jungkook never begs.

Taehyung musters every power left in him to push Jungkook away, “You were in love with the idea of me in your head. The Taehyung who always said yes to everything you said, the Taehyung who tried to be okay because you never cared to listen to anything I had to say, the Taehyung who became your emotional punching bag. I… I can’t keep living that version of myself anymore.”  

‘That’s not true. I love you as you are.’

Jungkook feels smaller by the minute, but he still tries to power through.

“Tae, you can’t be serious. You can’t just throw away the years we spent together.” 

“But I don’t love you anymore, Jungkook.” 

And that shattered him. Hearing Taehyung say the words he dreaded to hear. Seeing how Taehyung is no longer his, how it’s over for the wonderful chapter he thought they both wrote. It turns out it was only Jungkook who was happy because everything was according to his terms of what a happy relationship was like.

“Why can’t you just give us one last try before we call it quits?”

Like always, when he takes him back again, it’ll be another suffocating cycle that Taehyung will choke on. The cycle of solitude will repeat as long as he stays because there’s no way Taehyung could say no to Jungkook.

But this is the last time.

Giving him an empty smile, Taehyung backs farther away from Jungkook, “I’m done begging for love, Jungkook. I’m done begging for you."

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pairing: Jungkook x Taehyung genre: Established relationship, Angst word count: 3.5k words

summary: And those were the last words Jungkook heard before everything went black –– before the darkness swallowed him again.

warnings: MCD, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Daddy Kink

"Taehyung, are you sure about this?" Jimin asked, not really knowing what to feel about the bomb his best friend just dropped on him.

Taehyung smiled widely, "I'm more than sure. I'm ready. I got my promotion, Jungkook's company is stable, we're finally on the right track, Minie."

Jimin looked at his friend worriedly, "It's just that… You guys just got out of a fight that lasted for days, Tae. I'm sure you're ready, but what about Jungkook?

Taehyung shook his head and held Jimin's hands, "Couples always fight, Minie, but it doesn't mean we love each other any less. That's what Jungkook and I would always say to each other. Besides, it's nothing angry sex can't fix." He winked at Jimin and laughed.

Jimin chuckled, shaking his head at his best friend's antics. "I didn't need to know that, but go off, I guess." He sighed, "I just don't want you to get hurt. But if you're really sure, you know I'll always support you, right?"

"I know, Minie, and thank you for that. Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Taehyung smiled at Jimin, finishing the cup of hot chocolate in his hands when his phone rang.

Taehyung's eyes lit up when he saw who was calling, "Hey, baby."

"Hey, Tae. Are you still with Jimin?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, why? Is something wrong?" Taehyung notices there's something off about Jungkook's voice. It almost seemed like he was nervous. 

"No, but what time are you coming home?" Taehyung hears shuffling on the other end. "I need to tell you something."

"Oh, I need to tell you something too!" Taehyung says excitedly. "I'll be home in 20, babe. Let me just say goodbye to Minie, okay? Love you!"

"Alright, love you too."

Taehuyng quickly packed his stuff, making sure he's got everything he needed. "I'll just text you guys about my plan. And as my future best man –– don't tell Jin hyung –– hold on to this for a while. I don't want Jungkook spoiling his own surprise." He chuckles, giving Jimin the purple velvet box from his bag.

Jimin smiled and nodded at Taehyung, "I will, Tae. Take care on your way home!"

"You, too. Bye, Minie!" Taehyung waved goodbye and headed straight to the door.

"Honey! I'm home!" Taehyung shouts as he unlocked the door to their apartment. He dropped his coat and bag on the sofa, wondering where Jungkook is. He passed by their kitchen and his heart flutters when he saw that Jungkook prepared dinner for them. Oh, and a candlelit one, too?

Taehyung wonders what's that about, he swears it's not their anniversary and he's sure that there's no special occasion today. So, he headed straight for the bedroom to ask his boyfriend, but stopped by the door and smiled softly when he found his lover quietly sleeping.

As he looks at his boyfriend, Taehyung can't help but feel warm as his gaze stuck to Jungkook's shirtless body. Now that he thinks about it, it's been a while since Jungkook made him feel good. He suddenly missed his lips on his neck, the weight of his boyfriend on top of him, rubbing against him, thrusting into him while playing with his nipples.

Not realizing he was already getting hard, Taehyung snapped out of his trance when Jungkook moves and silently groans, so now he's laying on his back. He slowly walked towards the bed, taking off his clothes with each step he takes and crawls on top of Jungkook, giving him soft kisses on his neck, attempting to wake him up.

"Baby…" Taehyung whispers, brushing his lips against Jungkook's ears as he licks the spot behind it, leaving wet kisses trailing down to his nipples. He knows how sensitive his boyfriend's nipples are, so he was hoping this would do the trick.

Taehyung smirked when he heard a soft moan escape Jungkook's lips and continued what he was doing.

"Tae… Tae, the food…" Jungkook says with a raspy voice, making Taehyung look up and kiss him on the lips.

"I got the promotion, baby, won't you give me my reward?" Taehyung seductively says, running his hand down from Jungkook's abs to the forming bulge inside his pants.

Jungkook let out a satisfied groan. "Fuck." He opened his eyes and saw Taehyung naked, hovering over him. Without any warning, Taehyung smashed his lips against Jungkook's, releasing a muffled groan when he felt Jungkook's warm hands squeezing his ass, slapping it hard.

Jungkook's eyes darken as Taehyung breaks off the kiss, slowly moving down, leaving kisses all over Jungkook's body. He subtly removes Jungkook's pants and dips his tongue into the slit of his cock, then licked the head with small, short strokes, tasting his boyfriend's precum.

"Stop teasing, Taehyung." Jungkook growled, getting impatient by his playful nature.

"So needy." Taehyung teased, giggling at his boyfriend's reaction. Holding the base of Jungkook's cock, he flickered his tongue against the head before letting it slide down his shaft, then coming back up, repeating the action while still keeping his eyes on Jungkook. Taehyung's lips parted and took Jungkook's cock into his mouth, wrapping his lips around it and swirling his tongue at the head, making Jungkook throw his head back with a loud moan.

The sounds Jungkook was making only pushed Taehyung to pleasure his boyfriend more. So, he takes Jungkook's entire length in his mouth, lapping it up while stroking the base up and down. As Jungkook's hand makes its way to the back of his head, Taehyung bobs his head faster, gradually taking all of Jungkook in until he feels him at the back of his throat.

Jungkook groaned, "God, baby, you feel amazing. Doing so well for me."

The choking sound Taehyung let out made Jungkook buck his hips up and push himself deeper into Taehyung, loving the warm and wet feeling of his boyfriend's mouth. Taehyung groaned as he continues to move at a faster speed, sucking while letting his tongue roam around Jungkook's cock.

Suddenly, Jungkook tells Taehyung to stop, almost choking on his words because of the tension building up in his abdomen. He pulls Taehyung back up to kiss him, tasting himself in his lover's mouth.

"I don't want to come yet, baby." Jungkook pants, "Not until I fuck you first."

So, he grabbed Taehyung's hips and flips their position. He settles in between Taehyung's legs, cocks grinding together, filling the room with their echoed moans. Still not contented, Taehyung bucked his hips up, eliciting a low groan from Jungkook.

Taehyung missed having his boyfriend like this. He didn't remember when was the last time he and Jungkook had sex without having a fight prior to it. So, he revels in the feeling of his boyfriend's tongue licking his nipples and suddenly moaning, making goosebumps form all over Taehyung's body.

Jungkook moves on from Taehyung's nipples, licking down his stomach, teasing him when he moves past his cock.

"Daddy…" Taehyung whimpers.

Jungkook's eyes snapped up at Taehyung, eyes getting darker, feeling himself getting harder, if that's even possible. He feels his boyfriend getting needier as he sucks small patches of skin on his inner thighs, making Taehyung run his hands along Jungkook's hair, pulling it tight.

"What, baby? Tell me what you want." Jungkook asks, voice low and husky.

Taehyung lets out a shaky breath, "I want– need your tongue. Need your fingers inside me." He pleaded.

Jungkook chuckled, "So needy, baby." He teased, and then hungrily glides his tongue over Taehyung's rim to the base of his cock. Taehyung let out a surprised moan, cock twitching at the action. He continued lapping up at Taehyung's entrance, spreading his asscheeks wider while pushing his tongue in and out.

Jungkook continues the action as he reached for the lube under their bed and pours a generous amount on his fingers so he wouldn't hurt Taehyung.

Taehyung whined at the loss of contact, "Daddy, plea–" He gasped loudly as he felt Jungkook slowly pushes his finger inside, making him squirm from the discomfort at first, but slowly started to feel pleasure.

"Alright, baby?" Jungkook asked as he thrusts his finger into Taehyung's hole.

"So good, daddy. A-another." Jungkook slips in a second finger, making Taehyung jolt from pleasure, releasing breathy moans. Jungkook licked his hand and pumped his boyfriend's cock to add to the pleasure.

Taehyung's breath hitched at the sudden contact, making him want more. Jungkook hums at the sight of Taehyung, staring hungrily at his moaning mess of a boyfriend. He scissors Taehyung's hole open and thrusts his fingers harder when he hears him beg for more.

"More, baby?" Jungkook asks, knowing his boyfriend can take it.

Taehyung only nodded, losing the ability to speak as his eyes were kept closed and his face filled with pleasure.

"Use your words, Tae. I want to hear you."

"Y-yes, daddy! More, please! M-more!" Taehyung moans, voice getting louder, his mind already floating from all the pleasure he's been feeling.

Giving Taehyung what he wants, Jungkook easily slips in the third finger. Taehyung arched his back at the sudden stretch, not knowing how much longer he can last, but he holds back. He's not coming without his boyfriend's dick inside of him.

Jungkook slaps Taehyung's ass as he quickens his pace, hitting Taehyung's prostate, making him scream from pleasure. "Look at you, already looking so wrecked for me. Are you sure you can still take my cock, baby?" He gazes at Taehyung with lust-filled eyes, taking great pride in knowing that only he can make his boyfriend feel like this.

"Daddy, I can’t– Please– I can’t–" Taehyung stuttered.

"Hm? What was that?" Jungkook asked, aroused, but also amused with how his boyfriend was acting.

"I-I need you, p-please." Taehyung begged.

Jungkook only continued thrusting into Taehyung's hole, "Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby. What do you need?"

"I n-need your cock i-inside me, p-please, Daddy!" Taehyung screams, hands grasping the sheets in desperation, his hips stuttering as Jungkook fucks him with his fingers mercilessly.

"Whatever you want, baby." Jungkook rasped, pulling his fingers out of Taehyung's hole. "Get on all fours." He ordered as he strokes himself, slicking up his cock with a generous amount of lube.

Taehyung tries to catch his breath as he sat up, obeying Jungkook's command.

Jungkook watched as Taehyung buried his head into the pillow, his back arched, his hole clenching around nothing. "You look so good like this, baby," Jungkook whispers while kneading Taehyung's ass, running his hands along his sides, kissing him along the trail of his spine up to his nape.

He teases Taehyung as he aligns his cock to his boyfriend's entrance, kissing the spot behind his ear and sucking on it lightly. 

Taehyung whimpers at the action, pushing his hips back, desperate to feel Jungkook inside him. "Daddy, please. Fuck me."

With one swift move, Jungkook grabs Taehyung's hips and pushed his cock inside him, making him scream into the pillow. "You like it that much, hm?" He continues thrusting into him, loving how his cock disappears into Taehyung's hole.

"Yes, d-daddy! H-harder, faster, please!" Taehyung cried out, gasping for air with his moans as Jungkook fills him up with his cock. 

Jungkook reaches for Taehyung's hair and pulled him up, wrapping an arm around his waist as he slams his dick harder and faster just as his boyfriend asked. Taehyung lays his head back on Jungkook's shoulder as the latter starts leaving wet kisses on the side of his neck and lightly biting on it, pushing two fingers into Taehyung's mouth.

"Suck on my fingers." Taehyung quickly obliged, swirling his tongue around them, moaning at the feeling his boyfriend is giving him.

Jungkook suddenly wraps his hand around Taehyung's neck forcing him to look up. "Look at yourself, baby. Look how good you take it. So beautiful."

Taehyung chokes, feeling more and more aroused as he sees himself in the mirror attached to the ceiling of their bedroom. Teary-eyed, face flushed, looking so wrecked. "You look so good with my hands around your neck." Jungkook whispers in his ear as he slides his cock in and out of Taehyung, harder than before.

"Oh, f-fuck! Jungkook!" Taehyung moans, his nails digging into Jungkook's arm, his body tingling from the sensation.

"As much as I love hearing you scream, that's not my name, baby." Jungkook continues to pound into Taehyung, thrusting up hard as Taehyung puts his hand at the back of Jungkook's head, screaming when he felt Jungkook hit the spot. He arched his back more and starts meeting his boyfriend's thrust, making Jungkook push himself deeper into Taehyung.

"D-daddy! Fuck, I'm close." Jungkook tightens his grip on Taehyung's waist, feeling his knees buckling. He grabs Taehyung's neglected cock, each pump meeting his every thrust.

Taehyung finds support by holding on at the back of Jungkook's head as he feels the heat forming in his abdomen, his heart racing and his face growing hot. Jungkook growls when he feels Taehyung clench around him. 

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good." Jungkook moans, sending Taehyung over the edge and coming all over his boyfriend's hands. But he doesn't stop even when he hears Taehyung cry from overstimulation, trying to find his own release with every thrust he takes, albeit rather sloppy and rushed.

"Come inside, daddy. I wanna feel it inside." Taehyung whispers in Jungkook's ear.

As soon as he hears him, he buried himself inside Taehyung one last time before coming inside. Taehyung felt light-headed, his mind hazy when he feels Jungkook's cum dripping down his legs as he pulls out.

They both plop down the bed, still facing each other, trying to catch their breathes from their previous activity. They both stay there for a few minutes until Jungkook spoke up.

"Tae?"

Taehyung looks at him, "Yeah?"

"The food."

Taehyung giggled, as he moves closer to cuddle his boyfriend. "I love you." He uttered, smiling widely at Jungkook.

"I love you, more, baby. But I'm hungry." Jungkook pouts.

Taehyung rolled his eyes at Jungkook, "Alright, fine. Let's go for a quick shower and then you can take me out. Sound good?"

"Let's go." Jungkook softly kissed him and carried him on their way to the bathroom. 

"Hey, Kook?" Taehyung looks at Jungkook, walking towards him and putting his head on his shoulder as he watches him get dressed.

Jungkook smiled, "Yeah, baby?"

"Remember when I said I have something to tell you?" Jungkook hums, urging Taehyung to continue. "I got the promotion, baby."

Jungkook's eyes widened, turning to Taehyung. "Really?" Taehyung nodded. 

"I wasn't sure if I heard it right a while ago, but I knew you'd get it! I told you, baby. I'm so proud of you." Jungkook hugged him tightly, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride for his boyfriend. "I guess this calls for a celebration and I know exactly where to take you."

Jungkook cups Taehyung face and kissed him, the latter giggling into the kiss. "Well, then… Last one out's gonna pay next month's rent!" Taehyung rushed out of the bedroom, laughing loudly at his boyfriend.

Jungkook groaned, "Hey! No fair, Taehyung!" He left their bedroom and saw Taehyung already going out the door. He runs after him just to see Taehyung already crossing the street.

"Hey, wait for me, Tae!" Jungkook shouts, quickly locking their apartment.

"You're so slow, Kook. I guess you weren't that hungry after all." Taehyung teased.

Jungkook was checking his pockets, checking if he forgot anything when he hears tires screeching and a horn honking loudly. He looks at his boyfriend worriedly. The last thing he saw was Taehyung smiling widely and waving at him.

"I love you!"

"Tae!"

Jungkook's eyes opened and he shot up from the bed. Forehead covered in sweat because of the nightmare he just had. He looked at the corner of his bed and found Jimin and Jin looking at him pitifully.

"Guys? What are you doing here? Where's Taehyung?" Jungkook panted, confused as to why they're here.

"I-I…" Jimin stuttered.

"I just had the weirdest dream. Taehyung and I were going out to dinner. And there was a car, and Taehyung was smiling and waving at me, even said 'I love you'. But then, I woke up." Jungkook says, standing up from the bed and rushing towards the door to see his boyfriend. Jimin and Jin following behind him.

"Jin hyung, I gotta talk to Tae. Where is he? Is he still at work? It's already late though. Is he in the kitchen?" Jungkook feels himself panicking because of his dream, needing to see Taehyung because he always knows how to comfort him.

Jin and Jimin looked at each other worriedly and then back at Jungkook. 'It's happening again,' Jin thought.

"Why aren't you guys answering me?" Jungkook looks at his hyungs, panic evident in his eyes.

"Tae? Taehyungie? Where are you, baby?" Jungkook yelled, opening every door in their apartment. "Jimin, where's Taehyung? Jin hyung? He's your brother, so you must know where he is. Tell me." He pleaded.

Jin walks closer to Jungkook, putting his hands on his shoulders, "Jungkook, Tae…" He lets out a shaky breath, "Taehyung is dead, Kook. Have been for 2 years now."

"What? No! What are you talking about? I just saw him yesterday! Before he left to go meet up with Jimin." Jungkook's voice cracks as he looks back and forth from Jin to Jimin.

"Please, tell me you guys are joking. I just saw him yesterday!" Jungkook exclaimed, tears already pooling in his eyes.

"Kook… We wouldn't joke about something like this. Please, calm down–"

Jungkook rapidly shakes his head, "No! You're lying! Taehyung's just out. He'll be back later."

"Jungkook, please. Taehyung isn't coming back. Just calm down and drink your meds, alright?" Jin tries reaching out to Jungkook.

"What meds?" Jungkook snapped. "I'm not sick! And Taehyung's coming home!" He dodges Jin's hand and lashes out at them, grabbing whatever's near him and throwing it in their direction. "Taehyung's coming home! Stop saying that he isn't!" He cried out.

"We know, we know it's hard, Kook. But you gotta–" "No! You don't know! You don't understand! We were gonna get married." Jungkook sobbed, tugging his hair while pacing back and forth in the living room. "I was gonna propose to him. W-we were gonna get married." He stumbled over the carpet and fell down. "He… He also got me a ring." 

Jungkook's head snapped up in realization, eyes glassy and wide as he looks at the two. "He g-got me a r-ring too, Jimin g-gave it to me when he… We were s-supposed to get m-married. H-he just got his p-promotion." He stuttered, tears streaming down his face. 

Jungkook sat himself up and hugged his knees. "H-he told me he got the promotion a-and we had sex, then we d-decided to celebrate o-outside. He…"

Jimin sat down beside Jungkook and tried to wrap his arms around him, but Jungkook flinched. He looked at Jimin with wide eyes, backing away from him, shaking from all the emotions he felt. "He… He was c-crossing the street– I heard the tires, a-and the car it– T-taehyung was hit by the c-car."

Jungkook cried, not wanting to believe everything. "He– The– He didn't m-make it to the h-hospital. I…" He buried his head in between his knees and let all the tears out.

Jin cautiously walked over to Jungkook, "Come on, Kook. Let's get you to bed–"

"No!" Jungkook pushed Jin's hand away, but he still got ahold of his arms. "S-so much blood, hyung. T-taehyungie, he– He told me he l-loves me, I…" Jin struggled to keep Jungkook calm as he thrashed around. 

"We were s-supposed to get m-married, hyung! I was going to p-propose!" Jungkook screamed, trying to free himself from Jin. "H-he said he loves me! He left m-me!"

"Jimin, please get the sedative." Jimin nodded and quickly ran to get them, it's the only way to calm Jungkook down.

"Jungkook, please calm down. I know it hurts, we're hurting too. But please, just…" He tried to tell Jungkook, but he knows he won't hear them over his loud cries. He's far too gone to listen to them now.

"I was going to p-propose! We were supposed to g-get married! He left me, hyung. T-The blood on my hands, s-so much blood, t-they…" Jungkook still kept shouting, repeating those phrases over and over.

"Here, hyung." Jin took the sedative from Jimin and injected it into Jungkook. When Jin felt Jungkook getting heavier, he asked Jimin to help him get Jungkook to bed.

Jungkook feels his eyes getting heavier as he felt his body hit the soft bed. "We were supposed to get married. I got him a ring…" Jungkook mumbled quietly while staring at the ceiling. Although feeling light-headed, he still hears the muffled conversation between the two.

"What do we do, Jin hyung?" Jimin asked, looking at Jungkook with sad eyes.

Jin took a deep breath and sighed, "I don't know. We have to call his doctor again."

"But, hyung! They're just gonna send him back to that place." Jimin whispered loudly.

"This happened six times this month. We have no choice, Jiminie." Jin shakes his head.

…And those were the last words Jungkook heard before everything went black –– before the darkness swallowed him again.

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Jar of Hearts 🔞

pairing: Jungkook x Taehyung genre: Established relationship word count: 1.5k words

summary: Taehyung and Jungkook finally said the L word for the first time after months of being in a relationship. Jungkook being Jungkook, he's ready to give Taehyung everything he has. And Taehyung, well, he'll surely take what's rightfully his.

warnings: slight nsfw, mcd, gore (lots of blood, stabbing/killing, etc.) A/N: Please do not continue if you're uncomfortable.

‘Am I really going to say it? Oh, god. What if he doesn’t feel––’

“Baby?”

Jungkook’s thoughts were cut off by the sound of his boyfriend’s voice.

“Y-yeah?”

“I can hear your heart beating really fast.” Taehyung giggles. “Are you okay?”

He lifts his head up from Jungkook’s chest to get a better look at him.

They’ve been cuddling in bed for hours now, limbs entangled with each other and the smell of sex still lingering in the air.

“O-of course, I am. Why wouldn’t I be okay?” Jungkook stutters and gently caresses Taehyung’s cheeks, careful not to give away the nervousness he’s feeling.

Taehyung raises his eyebrow, “Are you sure?”

Jungkook nodded.

“Then why are you sweating?” Taehyung looks at him worriedly, “Are you feeling sick? Do you want some water?”

“Tae.”

“Do you feel hot? Why don’t we check your temperature just to be sure?” Taehyung continues to ramble, putting the back of his hand on Jungkook’s forehead.

“Baby.”

“Does anything hurt? Should I go buy some meds? Oh, wait, I think I still have some in the medicine cabinet.” Taehyung was about to stand up when Jungkook tugged at his wrist, causing him to fall on top of him.

“I love you.” Jungkook softly whispers, eyes staring intensely at his boyfriend’s.

Taehyung’s eyes widen and he pulls away, “W-what?”

“I-i…” Jungkook hesitates, “I love you?”

Taehyung snorts, “You’re not sure? Why are you asking me?”

“Oh, fuck.” Jungkook whispered. “I knew this was a bad idea. It’s okay, Tae. You don’t have to an––”

Jungkook was cut off by Taehyung’s laugh.

“You’re such an idiot,” he says, shaking his head.

Taehyung was utterly amused by how his boyfriend was acting. He smiled softly and goes to sit on his boyfriend’s lap, facing him.

He cups Jungkook’s face and slowly leaned in, giving him a soft peck on the lips.

“I love you, too, Jungkook.” Taehyung answers, smiling widely at his boyfriend’s reaction. His eyes became so bright that they would put the stars to shame.

“R-really?” Jungkook continued to stare at him with his soft puppy dog eyes, his arms now circling Taehyung’s hips, hugging him tightly.

“Yes, you dummy. I love you. I love you so much. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

After months of struggling to find the right time, Jungkook thinks it couldn’t be any more perfect than right now.

He buries his face on Taehyung’s chest and hugs him tightly, “I’m sorry, baby. I was scared you didn’t feel the same way.”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Kook,” Taehyung says as he wraps his arms around Jungkook’s neck. “My heart will always be yours.”

Jungkook giggles, “My heart will always be yours, too, Tae.”

Taehyung smiled at him, a euphoric feeling creeping its way into his chest. ‘Finally,’ he thought.

He reached for the wine and poured it into their glasses. He handed one glass to Jungkook and quickly gave him a peck on the cheek.

Jungkook smirks, “Cheers, baby.” 

Taehyung giggled, slightly raising his glass, “Cheers.” He whispered.

Jungkook woke up to the sound of someone giggling.

‘Wait, what? I don’t remember falling asleep.’

He opened his eyes and saw Taehyung hovering over him.

“Baby? What––” He felt something restraining his hands.

“Handcuffs?” Jungkook chuckled, “I never knew you were this kinky, love.”

“Mm, there’s a lot you don’t know about me,” Taehyung whispers, looking at Jungkook seductively before kissing him roughly.

Jungkook let out a soft groan. He bit Taehyung’s bottom lip so hard causing him to gasp lightly. Jungkook immediately slips his tongue inside Taehyung’s mouth and started to explore, their tongues fighting for dominance.

Jungkook moans through the kiss when he felt Taehyung grinding on him.

“Baby,” Taehyung mumbles. Jungkook only whimpers, suddenly losing his ability to speak because of the overwhelming pleasure.

“You said your heart will always be mine, right?” Jungkook nodded, his eyes still closed.

He was about to buck his hips up to meet Taehyung’s but was met by a cold metal on his chest. His eyes flew open and looked at Taehyung with fear in his eyes.

“Tae.” Jungkook chuckled nervously, trying to pull his hands from the cuffs.

Taehyung leans in and started placing soft kisses on his neck down to his chest.

“Did you mean it, baby?”

“What––”

“Your heart. Will it always be mine?”

“I––”

Taehyung gave Jungkook a sinister smile, “I love you, Kookie. So much.”

He pushed the knife into Jungkook’s chest, going deeper as he forces it down, careful not to slice through the heart.

‘Oh, God. This will be a bitch to clean up.’ He thought as he saw the blood gushing out from Jungkook’s chest. Taehyung glanced at him and saw him trying to speak.

“W-Why…” Jungkook chokes out, his blood blocking his throat from speaking. 

Taehyung stopped what he was doing and stared at his boyfriend who had tears streaming down his face. He harshly pulled the knife out which caused Jungkook to yelp in pain.

He chuckled darkly, “Oh, Kookie...” Taehyung coated his finger with his boyfriend’s blood, drawing random patterns on his skin.

“Baby…” Taehyung says sweetly. “Are you not willing to give me your heart anymore?” He looks at Jungkook with sad puppy dog eyes.

“Well, too bad!” Taehyung shouts and he plunged the knife into Jungkook’s chest one more time.

Jungkook choked out a sob, wondering how he got into this situation in the first place. He could see Taehyung’s eyes, void of any emotion yet still taking pleasure in his suffering.

Taehyung managed to successfully carve Jungkook’s heart out. He holds it in front of his face and watches as the beating slows down with every second that passes, a sick and twisted smile evident on his face while tracing the sharp edge of the knife along Jungkook’s jaw.

Jungkook didn’t know what hurt more. The knife that pierced through his chest or the fact that the person he thought of spending his life with managed to deceive him? Either way, it hurt like hell and he couldn’t believe he didn’t see through his whole act.

‘But I still love you, no matter how sick that sounds,’ was Jungkook’s last thought before everything went black.

“Mm, this should do it. I think Jungkookie will like this,” Taehyung says, grabbing a new bottle of wine from the shelf.

He saunters towards his vinyl collection and slides his hand across the records one by one, eyes brightening when he finally saw the one he was looking for.

‘Ah, Elvis. Perfect.’

Once the song starts, he can’t help but sway and sing along to the music, hugging the bottle of wine while dancing gracefully across his living room and into the bathroom.

“Take my hand, take my whole life too…” Taehyung softly sings as he walks to the tub and slowly gets in to straddle Jungkook’s lap. He then took notice of the earrings still worn by his boyfriend.

“I think… these would look good on me, don’t you think? Oh, well. They’re mine now, too.” He giggles before opening the wine and taking a sip directly from the bottle while caressing Jungkook’s face, staring at his eyes, all wide and lifeless.

“For I can’t help falling in love with you…” Taehyung continues.

He sighs in contentment, smiling to himself as he snuggles closer to his boyfriend.

“You… You said your heart was mine, baby,” Taehyung utters, slightly turning his head to look at Jungkook.

He then started nibbling his ear, finger sliding from Jungkook’s neck to the gaping hole in his chest.

“I don’t know why you looked so sad, bun, I was only taking what’s mine,” Taehyung whispers, a wicked grin appearing on his face as he grabs the jar beside him, finally owning the heart of the person he loves.

Taehyung harshly kissed his dead boyfriend’s lips and stood up from the tub, taking the jar with him. He excitedly made his way to his bedroom, unlocking another door hidden behind his closet.

As he entered the cold, dark room, he stood by the door, taking his time to appreciate the view in front of him. Countless of hearts, all in their respective jars.

It’s all coming back to him –– the screams, the blood, the agony that gave him a certain type of relaxation and pleasure. He immediately felt the buzz and the adrenaline as he remembers seeing the fear that’s instilled within his victim’s gazes while watching the last bit of breath leave their bodies.

Taehyung walks inside and grabs the HTK solution he got from the hospital he works at.

‘Being a doctor really has its perks,’ he thought as he pours the solution into the jar and places the heart inside. He tapes a picture of Jungkook on the container and walks closer to the shelves, placing it on one of the empty spots.

“I think you’re gonna be my favorite for a long time,” Taehyung smirks, happy that he finally added another heart to his collection.

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