Taekook — Poisonous Affection
Prologue
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"My heart was a canvas, and he painted it with colors of love, only to rip it apart with the brushstrokes of goodbye."
In the depths of Seoul's darkness, our love was forged. Taehyung's eyes, like polished onyx, drew me in, while Jungkook's touch ignited a fire that consumed me whole. We were two souls, bound by a toxic love that threatened to destroy us both.
Our love was a flame that burned bright, but flickered with every lie, every betrayal. Yet, in each other's arms, we found a fleeting solace, a moment's peace amidst the chaos.
But our love was a poison, slowly seeping into our veins. I couldn't help but wonder – would we succumb to its deadly allure?
As I looked into Taehyung's eyes, I saw the darkness that lurked within. And in Jungkook's touch, I felt the danger that drew me in.
Our love was a ticking time bomb, waiting to unleash its destruction. And I knew – I was powerless to stop it.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung is a devil with the face of angel and cursed with a past he can't escape.
Driven by a tragedy that has haunted him for the most of his life, his ruthless pursuits for success and vengeance leave little room for matter of the heart.
But when he's forced to look after his best
friend's omega brother, he start to feel something in his chest:
"A Crack. "
"A Melt. "
"A Fire that could end his world as he knew it. "
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook is a free spirit trapped by nightmares of a childhood he can't remember.
But despite his broken past, he's never stopped seeing the beauty in the world..... including the heart beneath the icy exterior of a man he shouldn't want.
"His brother's best friend. "
"His roomie-love. "
"His savior and his downfall. "
I'ma care for you
(.❛ᴗ❛.)(.❛ᴗ❛.)(.❛ᴗ❛.)
Tired of asking for bare minimum.
There were worse things than being stranded in the middle of nowhere during a rainstorm.
For example, "I could be trapped in a K-pop dance studio with a demanding instructor who won't stop making me practice the choreography for 'Kill This Love' until I get it perfect, Or I could be stuck at a Korean karaoke bar with a group of tone-deaf friends who won't stop singing off-key renditions of 'Bohemian Rhapsody' until I'd rather listen to a never-ending loop of nails on a chalkboard."
but just because things could be worse didn't mean they didn't suck.
Stop. Think positive thoughts.
Jeon Jungkook
" A Kakao Taxi will we show up.... now. " I stared at my phone, biting back my frustration when the app reassured me it was "Finding my ride", the way it had been for the past half hour.
Jeon Jungkook
~•Normally, I'd be less stressed about the situation became hey, at least I had a working phone and a bus shelter to keep me mostly dry from the pounding rain. But Namjoon hyung's farewell party wad starting in an hour, I had yet to pick up his surprise cake from the bakery, and it would be dark soon. No one—especially not a college omega with zero fighting skills to speak of—wants to find himself alone in the middle of nowhere after dark•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•I mentally scrolled through my limited option. The bus that stopped at this location didn't run on the weekends, and most of my friends didn't own car. Jin Hyung had a car service, but he was at the party already, I can't ask him to come and pick me up and leave his own boyfriend's farewell party.
Jeon Jungkook
~•I only had one option left — one I really didn't want to take —but beggars couldn't be choosers.
~•I pulled up the contact in my phone, said a silent prayer, and pressed the call button.
One ring. Two rings. Three•~
Jeon Namjoon
What's Wrong?
Jeon Jungkook
~•I scrunched my nose at his greetings.•~Hello to you too, my Dear Hyung. What's makes you think something is wrong?
Jeon Namjoon
~•He snorted•~ Uh, you called me. You never call unless you're in trouble.
Jeon Jungkook
~•True. We preferred texting, ad we lived in same house —not my idea by the way—so we rarely had to message at all•~ I wouldn't say I'm in trouble, ~•I hedged•~ More like..... stranded. I'm not near public transport, and I can't find an Taxi.
Jeon Namjoon
"Oh Goddess, Kookie. Where are you? "
Jeon Jungkook
~•I told him•~
Jeon Namjoon
What the hell are you doing there? That's an hour from our home! "
Jeon Jungkook
Don't be dramatic. I had a deadline to summit my assignment, I need to complete my picture,, and it's a thirty-minutes drive. Fifty if there's traffic.
Jeon Jungkook
~•Thunder boomed, shaking the branches of nearby trees. I winced and shrank farther back into the shelter, not that it did me much good. The rain slanted sideways, splattering me with water droplets so heavy and hard they stung when they hit my skin. •~
A rustling noise came from Namjoon's end, followed by a soft moan.
I paused, sure I'd heard wrong, but nope, there it was again. Another moan.
Jeon Jungkook
~•My eyes widened in horror.•~ Are you with Jin Hyung now? ~•I whisper-shouted, even though no one else was around•~
Jeon Namjoon
Don't think too much
Jeon Jungkook
Namjoon hyung
Jeon Namjoon
Hey, you're the one who called me. And you are only 22 right now.
Jeon Jungkook
~•I heard a soft, laugh by Jin hyung followed by a squeal, and I wanted to bleach my ears, my eyes, my mind.•~
Jeon Namjoon
Don't worry, I got you. Drop a pin on your exact location and keep you phone close. Do you still have the pepper spray I bought for your birthday last year?
Jeon Jungkook
Yes, Thanks for that, by the way, ~• I'd wanted a new bike, but Hyung had brought me an eight-pack of pepper spray instead.I'd never used any of it, which meant all eight bottles —minus the one tucked in my bag—were sitting snug in the back of my closet•~
Jeon Namjoon
You're welcome. Stay put, and he'll be there soon. We'll talk about your complete lack of self-preservation later.
Jeon Jungkook
~•My sarcasm went over my brother's head. For a book nerd and straight-A students, he could be quite dense•~
Jeon Jungkook
I'm self-preserved, ~•I protested. Was that the right word? •~ It's not my fault there are no taxi or bus —wait, what do you mean 'he'? Namjoon hyung!!
Jeon Jungkook
~•Too late. He'd already hung up. •~
Figured the one time I wanted him to elaborate, he'd ditch me for Jin Hyung, I was surprised he hasn't freaked out more, considering Hyung put the "Over" in overprotective. Ever since "The Incident," he'd taken it upon himself to look after me like he was my brother and bodyguard rolled into one. I didn't blame him—our childhood had been a hundred shades of messed up,
I sat sideways on the bench and hugged my bag to my side, letting the cracked leather warm my skin while I waited for the mysterious "He" to show up. It could be anyone. Namjoon Hyung had no shortage of friends. He'd always been Mr. Popular — student body president, and a best leader in high school;Sigma fraternity brother and Big Man on the campus in college.
I was his opposite. Not unpopular per se, but I shied away from the limelight and would rather have a small group of close friends than a large group of friendly acquaintance.
Jeon Jungkook
~•The bright beam of headlights slashed through the rain. I squinted, my heart tripping in both anticipation and wariness as I weighed the odds of whether the car belongs to my ride or a potential psycho. This part of the Seoul was pretty safe, but you never knew. •~
Jeon Jungkook
~•When my eyes adjusted to the light,I slumped with relief,only to stiffness again two second later.•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•Good news? I recognized the sleek, black Aston Martin pulling up toward me. It belonged to one of Namjoon Hyung's friend, Which meant I wouldn't end up a local news item tonight.•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•Bad news? The person driving said Aston Martin was the last person I wanted— or expected— to pick me up. He wasn't an 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 guy. He was 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘺, and he'd do it looking so calm and gorgeous you wouldn't notice your world burning down around you until you were already a heap of ashes at his Gucci-Clad feet.•~
The car stopped in front of Jungkook and passenger window rolled down.
Kim Taehyung
Get In ~•he didn't raise his voice•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•He never raised his voice—but I still heard him loud and clear over the rain. •~
Kim Taehyung was a force of nature unto himself, and Jungkook imagined even the weather bowed him.
Kim Taehyung
I hope you're not waiting for me to open the door for you ~•He said when Jungkook didn't move.•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•He sounded as happy as I was about the situation.•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•What a gentleman•~
( ͡°Ĺ̯ ͡° )
Jeon Jungkook
Thanks for picking me up. I appreciate it. ~•I said in an attempt to break the icy silence.•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•I failed.Miserably.•~
Kim Taehyung didn't respond or even look at Jungkook as he navigated the twists and curves of the slick roads leading back to Jeon's House🏠. He drove the same way he walked, talked and breathed—steady and controlled, with an undercurrent of danger warning those foolish enough to contemplate crossing him they doing so would be their death sentence.
I'ma care for you, you, you, you
"𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔" 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨:
𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀.
𝘑𝘌𝘖𝘕 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝......
He was the exact opposite of Namjoon, and I still marveled at the fact that they were best friend. Personally, I thought Taehyung was an asshole. I was sure he had his reasons, some kind of psychology trauma which shaped him into the unfeeling robot he was today. Based on the snippet I'd gleaned from Namjoon, Kim Taehyung's childhood has been even worse than ours, through I'd never managed to pull the details out of my brother. All I knew was Kim Taehyung parents had died when he was young and left him a pile of money he'd quadrupled the value of when he came into his inheritance at age eighteen. Not that he's needed it because he's invented a new financial modeling software in high school that made him a multimillionaire before he could vote.
𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦.....
With an IQ of 150,Kim Taehyung was a genius, or close to it. He was the only person in Seoul university's history to complete it's five-year joint undergrad/MBA program in three years, and at age twenty-six, he was the COO of one of the most successful real estate development companies in the country. He was a legend, and he knew it.
Jeon Jungkook
~•Meanwhile, I thought I was doing well if I remembered to eat while juggling my classes, extracurricular, and two internship jobs —front desk duty at the Gallery Hyundai, and for my side hustle as a photographer for anyone who would hire me. Graduation, engagement, dog's birthday parties, I did them all. •~
Jeon Jungkook
Are you going to Namjoon hyung's party? ~•I tried again to make small talk. The silence was killing me. •~
Taehyung and Namjoon had been best friend since they roomed together at University eight years ago, and Taehyung had joined my family for Chuseok and assorted holidays every year since, but I still didn't know him. Taehyung and I didn't talk unless it had to do with Namjoon hyung or passing the kimchi at dinner or something.
Jeon Jungkook
~•Okay, then. Guess small talk was out. •~
Jeon Jungkook
~•My mind wandered towards the millions things I had to do that weekend. Edit the photo from the photoshoot and, work on the application for the World Youth Photography Fellowship, help Namjoon hyung finish packing after —•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•Crap! I'd forgotten all about Hyung's cake. •~
𝘑𝘌𝘖𝘕 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝......
I'd ordered it two weeks ago because that was the max lead time for something from Tartine Bakery Seoul Hannam. It was Hyung's favorite dessert, a three-layer dark chocolate frosted with fudge and filled with chocolate pudding. He only indulged on his birthday, but since he was living the country for a year, I figured he could break his once-a-year rule.
Jeon Jungkook
So...... ~•I pasted the biggest and famous bunny smile on my face•~ Don't kill me, but we need to make a detour to Tartine Bakery Seoul Hannam.
Kim Taehyung
No. We're already late. ~•Taehyung stopped at a red light. We'd made it back to civilization, and I stopped the blurred outlines of a Starbucks and a Pan era through the rain-splattered glass•~
Jeon Jungkook
~•My smile didn't budge•~ It's a small detour. It'll take fifteen minutes, max I just need to run in and pick up Hyung's cake. You know, the Death by Chocolate he likes so much? He'll be in America for a year, they don't have Tartine bakery down there, and he leaves in two days so—
Kim Taehyung
Stop. ~•Taehyung fingers curled around the steering wheel.•~
[Imagine it is night time🌙]
𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝.....
My crazy, hormonal mind latched onto how beautiful they were. That might sound crazy because who had beautiful fingers? But he did. Physically, everything about him was beautiful. The almond-eyes that glared out from beneath dark brown like chips hewn from a glacier; the sharp jawline and elegant, sculpted cheekbones; the lean frame and thick, light brown hair that somehow looked both tousled and perfectly coiffed. He resembled a statue in an Italian museum come to life.
𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘜𝘌 𝘗𝘖𝘝.....
The insane urge to ruffle his hair like I would a kid's gripped me, just so he'd stop looking so perfect—which was quite irritating to the rest of us mere mortals— but I didn't have a death wish, so I kept my hands planted in my lap.
Kim Taehyung
If I take you to Tartine bakery, will you stop talking?
Jeon Jungkook
~•No doubt he regretted picking me up. •~ If you want. ~•My smile grew. •~
Kim Taehyung
~•His lips thinned. •~ Fine.
𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝......
When we arrived at the bakery, I unbuckled my seatbelt and was halfway out the door when Taehyung grabbed my arm and pulled me back into my seat. Contrary to what I'd expected, his touch wasn't cold—it was scorching, and it burned through my skin and muscles until I felt its warmth in the pit of my stomach.
Jeon Jungkook
~•I swallowed hard. 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴.•~ What? We're already late, and they're closing soon.
Kim Taehyung
You can't go out like that. ~•The tiniest hint of disapproval etched into the corner of his mouth.•~
Jeon Jungkook
Like what? ~• I asked, confused.I wore jeans and a White T-shirt nothing scandalous.•~
Kim Taehyung inclined his head toward my chest. Jeon Jungkook glanced down and let out a horrified yelp. Because he's T-shirt? White. Wet. Transparent. Not even a little transparent, like you could kind of see he's bra outline if you looked hard enough. This was full-on see through. Red lace bra, hard nipples—thanks, air-conditioning—the whole shebang.
Jeon Jungkook
~•I crossed my arms over my chest, my face flaming the same color as my bra.•~ Was it like this the entire time?
Jeon Jungkook
You could've told me.
Kim Taehyung
I did tell you. Just now.
Jeon Jungkook
~•Sometimes, I wanted to strangle him. I really did. And I wasn't even a violent person. I was the same omega boy who didn't eat kimchi jjigae for years after watching 'Crashing Landing on You' because I felt sympathetic towards the North Korean character, but something about Taehyung provoked my dark side.•~
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