Episode 19
Taehyung was preparing Jungkook’s bedroom, smoothing the sheets, adjusting the pillows, and placing a glass of water on the bedside table.
He moved like a ghost, silent and unseen. But his heart wasn’t quiet. Yoongi’s words echoed faintly from the earlier conversation he’d overheard by accident.
The roughness, the possessiveness, the fleeting moments of softness?
Did it mean Jungkook felt something… real?
His thoughts were interrupted when Jungkook entered, his presence heavy, his eyes dark with unspoken emotion.
Jeon Jungkook
Leave!! ❄️ (Jungkook commanded the other servants)
They scattered quickly, leaving Taehyung alone with him.
Jungkook’s gaze was piercing as he approached, stopping just inches from Taehyung. His hand shot out, gripping Taehyung’s chin, forcing him to meet his eyes.
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
What did you hear? (Jungkook growled, his voice low and dangerous)
Taehyung’s lips trembled slightly, but he didn’t look away.
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
Nothing important.
Jungkook’s grip tightened.
Taehyung’s heart raced, but he refused to flinch.
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
Why does it matter? It’s just words… unless it’s true.
Jungkook’s eyes darkened with rage and something else fear. Without another word, he shoved Taehyung onto the bed, climbing over him, his face inches away.
Jeon Jungkook
I own you. That’s all this is. Nothing more. (Jungkook hissed. But his hands trembled slightly as they gripped Taehyung’s wrists, and his breath was uneven)
Taehyung didn’t fight back. He stared into Jungkook’s eyes, his own gaze filled with quiet defiance.
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
Then why do you look at me like that?
Jungkook’s lips crashed onto his in a bruising kiss, filled with anger, desperation, and a need he couldn’t understand.
It wasn’t gentle it never was but there was something different this time. Something fragile beneath the force.
Later, when it was over, Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands.
Taehyung lay still, staring at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
The silence was deafening until Jungkook finally whispered.
Jeon Jungkook
You don’t matter to me.
Taehyung closed his eyes, his heart aching not from the pain, but from the lie.
Because they both knew it wasn’t true.
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I love your story but- ML is trash. /Speechless//Speechless/
2025-02-07
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