PROJEQT ALPHA: Love & Betrayal (Taekook/ Vkook) Rest in Peace. My dear agent.

Rest in Peace. My dear agent.

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WHY THE FK ARE YOU NOT WEARING HEADPHONES!? I TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES THAT WEAR HEADPHONES AND LISTEN TO THE AUDIO WHILE READING.

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Why are you still not wearing?!!!! 💢💢

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"Without music it's like a pizza without cheeze 😒."

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So you are not going to wear it huh? Okay okay I won't write...

Previously..

VOICE CRACKING, TREMBLING): "No—no, no, no—don’t do this—" He pressed his fingers to Taehyung’s throat. He couldn’t feel his pulse. The cold settled in Jungkook’s bones. And for the first time—he truly believed Taehyung was gone.

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Jungkook’s entire body froze.

Taehyung stays still—too still.

His breathing, once ragged and uneven, had slowed to nothing. His chest barely moved, his body limp beneath Jungkook’s trembling hands.

Jungkook pressed harder against Taehyung’s wound, his grip tightening around his jaw.

No. No, this wasn’t happening.

Jeon Jungkook

(PANICED, VOICE CRACKING): "Taehyung—wake up. Wake up, damn it!"

No response.

Jungkook’s breath hitched, his heartbeat slamming against his ribs.

His hands pressed against Taehyung’s chest, pushing out his lungs. Trying his best to give him CPR.

Nothing.

The air left Jungkook’s lungs. A hollow, ringing silence filled his ears. No. This wasn’t real.

It was fine a second ago. He was just screaming. Just breathing. Just fighting.

Jungkook’s body began to shake violently. His fingers curled into Taehyung’s jacket, gripping like he could somehow hold him in place. Like if he just held tight enough, Taehyung wouldn’t slip away.

Jeon Jungkook

"No—no, you’re not—you're not fucking leaving me!"

The words came out in a shattered whisper. His chest ached. His vision blurred. And then—Jungkook snapped.

Jungkook’s throat closed. His breath hitched violently, something clawing at his chest, tearing him apart from the inside. His fingers dug into Taehyung’s skin, but there was no resistance—just cold flesh.

His hands grabbed Taehyung’s collar, shaking him with everything he had left.

This couldn’t be real. It wasn’t real. His mind screamed, but his body was paralyzed. His lips parted, his voice barely above a whisper—

Jeon Jungkook

(VOICE SHAKING, TEARS FALLING): "Please, don’t leave me."

Jeon Jungkook

"I WON'T LET YOU GO!!!!"

to be continued.....

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Bye my cry babies 😘😘