Pressed Petals Ep-2
Taehyung stood there, stunned, trying to decipher the meaning behind Jungkook’s words. “An interesting night”?
The phrase echoed ominously in his head.
Taehyung
What do you mean? *he asked, summoning a thread of courage.*
Jungkook smirked, leaning in just a little too close, his voice laced with dangerous charm.
Jeon Jungkook
You're adorable when you're clueless. I meant a night… just you and me. Intense. Intimate. Steamy. 😏
Taehyung stepped back instinctively, eyes narrowing.
Taehyung
If you’re looking for that, go to someone who’s offering it. I’m not for sale. (😓)
Jungkook raised a brow, his expression unreadable.
Jeon Jungkook
Never said you were. But I don’t deny I want you. I like collecting rare things… and you— *he let his fingers hover near Taehyung’s face but didn’t touch* —you’re one of a kind 😏
Just then, Min Yoongi entered the hall.
Min Yoongi
Jungkook! The deal with the Shadows? It fell through. I shut it down. ❄️
Jungkook nodded slightly, his gaze still locked on Taehyung.
Jeon Jungkook
Yoongi, did you take care of the other matter?😏❄️
Jeon Jungkook
Good. Wait outside.❄️
Once the room emptied, the air grew heavier.
Jeon Jungkook
So, *Jungkook said smoothly* are you ready?
Taehyung
*Taehyung didn’t flinch.* I don’t play games like this. If you want someone to worship you, find someone else. I’m not scared of you. (No.. I can't show him this nervousness 😓)
Jungkook laughed—not cruelly, but with a spark of genuine interest
Jeon Jungkook
That’s what makes this fun
Jeon Jungkook
You’re not scared of me? Then why are your hands shaking?
Taehyung clenched his fists by his sides, trying to will the tremor away.
Taehyung
It’s not fear. It’s disgust.
Jungkook tilted his head, eyes darkening
Jeon Jungkook
Lies don’t suit you, Taehyung. I don’t need you to like me. I need you to submit.
Jeon Jungkook
Then I’ll make you want to. *His voice dropped to a whisper, the words brushing Taehyung’s ear.*
Jeon Jungkook
I always get what I want. But I don’t always keep it. If I decide you’re worth keeping…
Jeon Jungkook
*He trailed off, the implication hanging heavy in the air.*
Taehyung pushed him back—not hard, but enough to create space.
Jeon Jungkook
Maybe. But I don’t hurt what’s mine… not unless it begs for it.
Jeon Jungkook
I have my ways to make you mine 😏
Jeon Jungkook
BRING HIM IN!!
As he ordered, Yoongi dragged a short boy with him. He was of the same age as Taehyung..
Taehyung
*His eyes widened* Mini? 😰
Jimin
Tae?? 😨 *He ran to him and hugged him*
Taehyung
What are you doing here Mini? 😨 Did they hurt you? Are you okay?
Taehyung
*Checking him up and down*
Jimin
*cupped Taehyung's face* I'm okay! What about you? Why are you here! It's a dangerous place Tae. 😰
Min Yoongi
*Grabbed Jimin's collar from back and pulled away from Taehyung* Stay here💢❄️
Taehyung
Hey! don't touch him💢
Jeon Jungkook
*Sign Yoongi to leave the boy*
Jimin
*Ran back to Taehyung and stood in front of him protectively* Hey! You bunny faced human💢 Leave my Tae!
Taehyung
*Whispered* Mini.. Calm down! They're dangerous😰
Jimin
Ani! I'm not scared of them.. How dare they touch my bear? 💢❄️
Min Yoongi
*Looked at Jungkook*
Min Yoongi
*Pointed his gun on his head* Say no more❄️💢
Taehyung
*Instinctively pulled Jimin behind him* 😰
Jeon Jungkook
*Grabbed Yoongi's hand and put the gun down* See at whom you're pointing it💢❄️
Jimin
*Cling to Taehyung's arm* Tae.. How did you get yourself here 😰
Jeon Jungkook
So now you know what can I do😏
Jeon Jungkook
You're lucky that I'm interested in you.. Otherwise you'd have been lying dead ❄️
Jeon Jungkook
*Gestured Yoongi*
Taehyung
*Didn't get that*
Min Yoongi
*Grabbed Jimin's hand* Let's go❄️
Taehyung
*Held him tighter* No.. Leave him! He won't go with you😨😰
Jeon Jungkook
*Glare at Taehyung* Leave him 💢 If you don't want me to kill him right here
Taehyung
*hurriedly let go of his arm* D.don't hurt him please 🥺
Min Yoongi
*Took Jimin away*
Jimin
*Reluctantly getting dragged*
Jeon Jungkook
It depends on how you behave 😏
He stepped back, giving Taehyung a once-over that was equal parts reverence and hunger.
Jeon Jungkook
I’ll give you time. Not much, but some.
Jeon Jungkook
You’ll come to me, eventually.
Obsession is a funny thing.
He turned and walked to the door, pausing with his hand on the handle.
Jeon Jungkook
Oh, and Taehyung?
Taehyung
*He didn’t answer, but Jungkook continued anyway.*
Jeon Jungkook
Don’t bother running. The world’s already too dark to hide from me. 😏
With that, he disappeared into the hallway, leaving Taehyung alone—his heart pounding, his mind spinning.
The heavy click of the door closing was louder than it should’ve been. As if it echoed through his chest, where his heart thudded unevenly.
Silence wrapped around him, but it didn’t feel comforting. It felt suffocating—like Jungkook had left behind his presence in the air, clinging to the walls, crawling beneath his skin.
His fingers twitched at his sides. He hadn't even realized they were clenched until pain bloomed in his knuckles.
Taehyung
What the hell just happened? 🥺
It wasn’t just the words Jungkook had spoken—it was the way he had said them. As if this whole interaction had been nothing but a prelude. As if he already knew how the story would end.
Taehyung hated that part the most
Because buried beneath the disgust and defiance… was curiosity
Taehyung
What did he mean by “if I decide you’re worth keeping”?
Why did his gaze feel like it could strip away all the lies Taehyung told himself?
He moved to the window, trying to ground himself. Seoul’s skyline shimmered in the distance, lights flickering like a heartbeat. It looked peaceful out there.
But this wasn’t a normal world—at least not anymore. Not since he had crossed paths with him.
He’d heard the rumors, of course. Everyone had.
The man was powerful and untouchable. Ruthless when crossed.
Obsessive when intrigued. And Taehyung…
Unfortunately, had intrigued him.
“I’m not scared of you,” he said to him.
Not because he feared what Jungkook might do to his body—but what he might do to his mind.
He could feel it already. The way his words replayed like a broken record. The heat behind that smirk. The way it made something dark and traitorous twist low in his stomach.
Taehyung
No, *he murmured* I won’t be one of his pretty things.🥺 But my Mini?
His voice wasn’t as steady as he wanted it to be.
And deep down, in the quietest corner of himself, Taehyung knew something terrifying: Jungkook had already gotten under his skin.
Part of him wanted to see how far he’d go.
Stacks of reports lay untouched on his desk. The room buzzed with low voices and the sound of Yoongi discussing weapons logistics with one of the lieutenants. But Jungkook wasn't listening.
Min Yoongi
Blah blah blah...
His fingers drummed rhythmically on the mahogany surface. The face in his mind wasn’t that of a rival boss or a failing partner.
His eyes had been defiant. Not afraid enough. Not broken like most who dared stand up to him. He had pushed Jungkook’s hand away—pushed him.
No one did that. Not and lived to talk about it.
Yet, here he was, giving Taehyung time.
He could’ve taken him right then and there. Fearfully. Forcefully. He had the power. The control. The room had emptied at his command. The world itself bent when he willed it to.
But he hadn’t touched him. Instead he left!
The realization made his jaw tighten.
"You're not weak, Jungkook. You're calculating. Strategic."
That’s what Yoongi always said. But this didn’t feel like a calculation.
This felt like hesitation. And he hated it.
Jeon Jungkook
No, *he muttered to himself, sitting back in his chair.* It’s not about keeping him longer. 😑
Jeon Jungkook
It’s about watching him fall. Watching him beg😏
He shook his head, forcing a cruel smirk onto his lips
Shun
(What's wrong with him?)
But even as the words left his mouth, something inside him tugged—like a lie too thin to hold its own weight.
There was something in Taehyung’s eyes… something raw. He wasn’t just beautiful. He was alive. Fire and ice, stitched into one defiant body. And Jungkook wanted to unravel every part of him.
He didn’t just want to possess it—he wanted to understand it. He wanted to touch it without breaking it, and that scared him more than he’d admit.
That thought chilled him more than he expected.
Jeon Jungkook
Fuck, *he whispered, running a hand through his hair.* What are you doing to me, baby boy…❄️
Min Yoongi
Mmm.. Jungkook! What should I do with that pink hair boy?
Jeon Jungkook
Let him go for now!
Jeon Jungkook
(You're mine! Mine to care.. Mine to break.. Mine to keep!)
New characters Introduction
Jungkook's best friend as well as most trusted man
An orphan, was raised by the Jeon family
He has been working with him for 12 years
Cold, ruthless, and calculative
Best friend and soulmate of Taehyung
He is the son of Taehyung's landlord.
Park family loves Taehyung like their own child
Total cutie and soft hearted but sharp tongued
Can kill or die for Taehyung
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