ᎻႮΝᎠᎡᎬᎠ ᎠᎪᎽՏ
ᏟᎻᎪᏢͲᎬᎡ 1
Lying in a pool of blood, tears flowing, laughter echoing, and love lost. Suddenly, I find myself in an unfamiliar place.
A weird looking creature appears, offering a chance to live, but in one condition. That is to make the Kim's son happy, or face death.
Determined to seek revenge against my own killer, I accept the challenge. But as each day passes and the stakes grow higher, I can't shake the question: Can love conquer the deepest betrayals?
Join me on this journey of love, loss, and the relentless pursuit of justice, where every decision holds the power to determine life or death.
Kim Taehyung, a 22-year-old university student, is the only son of one of the wealthiest families in the world, the Kim's.
Currently, in his third year of university, studying business so that he can one day take over his parents' company.
Lives at his university dorm but prefers going back home since he's freer there.
Throughout his childhood, he was raised by numerous nannies/babysitters due to his parents' busy life/schedule. Constantly seeking attention from his parents led him to get into a lot of troubles, at home, at school, outside, etc.
This has made him the person he is today: heartless, cold, selfish person, who doesn't care about anyone or anything.
Jeon Jungkook, an 18-year-old boy, is in his last year of high school. He is the only son of the Jung family, living happily with his dad, his uncle, and his uncle's husband.
He loves his family so much, but especially his dad, who has raised him alone and never made him feel alone, sad, or unhappy, spoiling him with everything. His mom left both of them when he was a kid, abandoning both him and his father, leading him to never meeting her or knowing her.
He grew up and was raised as a very nice, kind boy, loving to see other people happy and helping them out, just like his father.
Kim Namjoon, the father of Taehyung, is the owner of the Kim's empire along with his husband Jin.
He is a very busy and smart man who loves and cares for his family deeply. Not very expressive, he often leads to people misunderstanding him, especially his son.
Kim Seokjin, the mother of Taehyung and husband of Namjoon. Other than being known for his smartness, he is very well known for his good looks.
He is a very kind, sweet, and nice man who loves his family a lot and would do anything for them.
Jung Hoseok, a young man who works under the Kim's company, is raising his only son alone since his wife abandoned them.
He is a very down-to-earth, kind, sweet, and nice man who hates no one and is very understanding.
He loves his son so much, spoiling him with anything and never saying no. He also really likes and cares for his younger brother and his brother's boyfriend.
Min Yoongi, a 23-year-old university student, is studying engineering in his last year of study. He is currently living with his boyfriend and his boyfriend's family.
He gets along with them so well, as if he were a part of the family. His parents are abroad, so he doesn't see them that often.
He is a very kind man who doesn't like trouble and loves his boyfriend very much.
Jung Jimin is the youngest brother of Hoseok, with a 10-year age gap between him and his older brother.
He attends the same university as his boyfriend but is studying architecture instead. He is in his second year.
He loves his family so much; most of his life, he was raised by his older brother as their parents are dead. He is best friends with his nephew (Jungkook), as they are very close in age. He also loves his boyfriend very much.
Just like Jungkook, he was also very spoiled and loved by Hoseok, given anything he wants. He has grown up to be a very nice and kind human being.
ᏟᎻᎪᏢͲᎬᎡ 2
Life can be exhausting and challenging! Regardless of the company you keep, whether they're loved ones or foes, life inevitably finds a means to bring sorrow, suffering, and sometimes even illness, leaving you yearning for its end.
As I gazed up at the sky, heavy rain poured down on my face and body, masking my tears from view.
I suppose I'm fortunate today; no one will discern whether I'm crying or not, nor inquire about what's troubling me.
I glanced around at the busy streets, completely ignoring my phone, which had been ringing nonstop with calls from the person I truly love and care about, but no longer wish to see.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
I can do this!
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
I won't toss it aside this time!
I whispered to myself as I swiftly wiped away the tears and rain from my face. Then, I raised my index finger slowly and gently, pressing the doorbell.
The sound of the doorbell rang out distinctly in the extreme quietness that surrounded the place. Other than the doorbell and my breath, the only audible noise was the heavy raindrops.
I glanced down at my feet as I waited for the door to be opened, even though I had the keys.
My eyes widened as I was swiftly and forcefully grabbed and pulled inside the house after the door opened.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Why aren't you answering my FŪCKING CALLS?
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
And what are you doing alone at such an hour, especially in this weather?
He scolded me, his voice deep and intimidating, but used to it, I grasped his hands that were firmly gripping my shoulders and looked at him.
Calmly staring at his face, which displayed a mix of anger and concern, my heart rate slowly began to rise as I looked at him without blinking. Why do I love him so much?
I bit my lip as I swiftly grabbed him by the neck and pulled him close for something that was supposed to end today.
I gave him a quick peck on the lips and then pulled away, maintaining eye contact as I apologized.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Hyung, I'm sorry!
My voice was calm and quiet, with a hint of seduction, which, to be honest, I was indeed attempting. Despite my desire not to see him anymore, my heart and body seemed to disagree.
He gently wrapped his hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His expression softened, the anger and coldness melting away from his face.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
I told you a million times to never walk around alone.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
And to never ignore my calls.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Why are you behaving like a bad kid?
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
You know that I really hate people who disobey me.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Are you then going to stop loving me?
I said emotionlessly, looking at him, hoping for a yes in response to my question. But as expected, he gave me a death glare instead.
I took a deep breath, anticipating what was about to happen. He swiftly grabbed my hair, pulling me closer and bringing our faces extremely close again.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Not when both of us are still breathing.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
You're forever stuck with me, and I'm stuck with you.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Do you UNDERSTAND?
He said, pulling me even closer. Our eyes remained fixed on each other, staring intensely. Our lips met, unable to resist any longer.
He kissed me eagerly, with a hunger like that of a hungry animal. His mouth sucked passionately at mine, but I couldn't deny how much I enjoyed it.
Why is he so captivating? I questioned myself, kissing back without hesitation.
The raindrops accompanied us as we passionately made love to each other.
ᏟᎻᎪᏢͲᎬᎡ 3
After rainy storms, there is always a bright sun, just like today. Perhaps we'll also have sunny days in the future.
Days filled with fun, happiness, and harmony, without arguments, jealousies, or unnecessary anger.
I don't see why it's impossible; we both deeply love each other. I pondered as I shifted my gaze from the window to the love of my life.
I lifted my hand to gently caress his face, careful not to wake him. My ears gradually turned red as I continued to gaze at him.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Good morning Koo~
I smiled as his sweet, deep morning voice echoed in my ears. I was quickly drawn in for a peck.
Which quickly escalated into a passionate kiss. I always find myself surrendering to him. All of this was meant to end yesterday, yet here we are, lying naked beside each other, with love marks all over our bodies, and now kissing once more.
I tapped on his chest, intending to interrupt the kiss and answer my ringing phone.
Which seemed to anger him, as he pulled me closer, unwilling to let go. I bit him aggressively as I glared at him.
He glared back, clearly annoyed by what I did. Quickly, I sat down properly and retrieved my phone from the charger.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Don't look at me like that, you asked for it.
I said as I opened my phone, not looking at him. But before I could return my father's call, my phone was swiftly snatched from my hands.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Is your phone more important than me?
I sighed as reality finally hit me again. I knew exactly where this was headed. Taking a deep breath, regret washed over me for not ending it all yesterday.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Are we starting this again?
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
You answer my question first!
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Don't be ridiculous and give me back my phone.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Am I being ridiculous?
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Taehyung give me my phone!
It's my dad, he's probably worried.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
I didn't tell him where I'm going.
I said as my patience started to run out, but he, without any care or respect, angrily threw it away, glaring at me.
Not shocked, as it's not the first time this has happened, I just stared at him with a poker face, waiting for him to lash out at me again.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Every fūcking time.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
You're not a kid anymore, can't he leave alone?
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Don't bring my dad into this Taehyung!
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Are you threatening me again?
I stood up from the bed, fed up with his behavior, quickly pulling my clothes from the floor and walking to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
WHAT ABOUT ME?
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
DO YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT ME?
I quickly stepped into the shower, tears streaming down my face as I stood under the running water. His screams and cursing only added to my distress.
After a very quick shower, I got dressed and walked out. But before leaving, I took a deep breath, preparing myself to face him.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Kookie I'm sorry
He moved toward me quickly, reaching for my hands, but I swiftly pulled away from him.
I walked past him and began searching the bedroom floor for my phone.
He didn't disturb me or say anything, only calling my name in a gentle, wistful tone, which confused me even more.
How can he shift from being mean and annoying to sweet, gentle, and romantic?
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Where did you go with my phone?
I stopped in my place, turning around to look at him. A big pout adorned his face as he glanced at me, appearing guilty.
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
What did you do?
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
I'm sorry (◞‸◟ㆀ)
He walked closer and held out my phone, which was completely broken and unusable.
I stretched my arm and took it from his hand, noticing a bit of blood. Quickly, I disposed of my phone in the trash before grabbing him and guiding him to sit down on the bed.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
I didn't mean to say all that to you.
He continued to apologize, looking at me with his puppy eyes. After seating him on the bed, I swiftly walked to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Kook I'm sorry!
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
Stop apologizing, I'm not mad at you.
I said as I knelt down and began treating his hand. He's not the problem; I am. I can't bring myself to end it. It's my fault, not his.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
Kook I really love you.
ᏦᏆᎷ ͲᎪᎬᎻᎽႮΝᏀ
I said I love you!
ᎫႮΝᏀ ᎫႮΝᏀᏦϴϴᏦ
I love you too.
He smiled as he gently caressed my face with his other hand. After bandaging his hand, I quickly cleaned up the place and helped him clean himself.
We both laid down on the bed, after changing the bedsheets, of course. We nestled into each other's arms. I borrowed his phone to call my dad back and let him know that I was okay.
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