Unwanted Husband (Jikook)
Suicide
No-Jam Kook [Author]
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I locked the door behind me and stumbled into my room like a broken shadow. I couldn't breathe. My throat burned. My eyes were swollen. My chest was hollow.
I wish I had never met him. I wish I had never looked at him with those eyes. I wish I had never fallen for a man who could only see me as a scar on his perfect life. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What does he see when he looks at me?
A mistake that never goes away.
Jeon Jimin
You're not beautiful *whispered to myself*
Jeon Jimin
You're fat. You're ugly. You're annoying. You're clingy. You’re nothing.
I walked into the bathroom, my feet moving on their own. The silence screamed louder than any voice in my head. I sat inside the tub and turned the water on. Cold. Numb. Just like me.
I wrapped my arms around my knees and rocked back and forth, the tears coming out like a flood I couldn’t stop anymore.
Jeon Jimin
If I die… maybe he’ll finally be happy *whispered*
Yes. That’s it. He’ll be free. No more forced marriage. No more pretending. No more disgust in his eyes when he sees me. If I disappear… maybe the old Jungkook will return. The boy who smiled at banana milk. The boy who danced barefoot in the rain. The boy who loved.
I reached for the small blade in the cabinet. I don’t know why I kept it. Maybe deep down I always knew this day would come. I stared at it, my hands trembling.
Jeon Jimin
You’re useless, Jimin *whispered*
Jeon Jimin
You’re an orphan. No family. No name. Not even love. Not even a place to belong. You were born just to break.
Just once… I want to see it again.
Jeon Jimin
Maybe if I die… he’ll smile at my funeral
The thought twisted in my chest like a knife. With one breath, I pressed the blade to my wrist and dragged it across. The pain was sharp. Immediate. Blood. Too much of it. It spilled into the water like a secret I had held too long. I blinked, dizzy, breath catching in my throat. I raised the blade again with a shaking hand, preparing for another—
The scream shattered the silence like glass. I froze. The bathroom door burst open and Jaeyun stood there. His eyes widened. He saw the blood. The water. Me.
Jeon Jeayun
NO! NO APPA!! PLEASE! *rushed to me, sobbing, screaming, falling to his knees*
Jeon Jeayun
DON’T DIE! APPA PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!
I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move.
He came in seconds later, panic written all over his face. His eyes landed on me. On the blood. On our son clinging to me with trembling little arms, crying like the world was ending.
I looked up at him one last time.
Just once—please. Smile for me.
But there was no smile. Just horror. And then—darkness. I collapsed.
When I opened my eyes, the ceiling felt unfamiliar—too white, too cold. My head throbbed, and my body felt heavy. I turned slowly. This… this wasn’t my room. My breath caught when my eyes landed on the framed photographs lining the wall. Taehyung. His soft smile. His sparkling eyes. Every picture looked like it had been chosen with love. This was Jungkook’s room.
And I—what was I doing here? I tried to sit up, but the pain in my bandaged wrist made me wince. My heart pounded louder than the silence in the room. Then the door creaked.
Jeon Jungkook
Go back to your room, Jimin *voice. Cold. Sharp. Familiar*
Jungkook stood at the door, his arms crossed, irritation clouding his eyes. I blinked at him, lips trembling.
Jeon Jimin
W-Why did you save me?
Jeon Jungkook
*Scoffed* Don’t get your hopes up. I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Jaeyun. That’s it.
The room spun again. My heart ached.
Jeon Jimin
You should've just let me die then... *whispered*
He didn’t flinch. He didn’t blink. He just stared at me like I was filth on his shoe.
Jeon Jungkook
I wish I had.
His words were knives. I could feel each syllable slicing through me.
Jeon Jimin
Why...? *choked out*
Jeon Jimin
What did I do so wrong, Jungkook? Why do you hate me this much?
Jeon Jungkook
*Walked toward the bed. His face twisted in anger* oh you really don’t know?
Jeon Jungkook
You ruined everything, Jimin. You forced me to marry you. You used my mother’s desperation to trap me. You destroyed the last piece of peace I had after Taehyung
Jeon Jimin
*Shook my head weakly* I-I never wanted to replace him…
Jeon Jungkook
DON’T LIE! *shouted, so loud I jumped in fear*
Jeon Jungkook
You tried to take his place in my home, in my son’s life… in my life. You disgust me. You’re dirty. A liar. A coward
I curled into myself as his voice grew more venomous.
Jeon Jungkook
I die every single day because of you, Jimin. Every time I see your ugly face, I remember how broken I am. And if you’d really died that night…
Jeon Jungkook
…I would’ve finally been free.
Jeon Jungkook
I hate you *whispered*
Jeon Jungkook
I hate breathing the same air as you!
I cover my ears, shutting my eyes tightly as his voice echoes around me. My entire body is trembling. I feel like a criminal.
Then, I feel his hand on my shirt. My eyes snap open, wide with a fear I've never known when it comes to him. He's looking at me, but it's not the Jungkook I know. This is a stranger, a cruel, mocking caricature of the boy I once called my best friend. He unbuttons my shirt, one button at a time, his eyes never leaving mine, filled with an unsettling mixture of fury and something akin to a twisted satisfaction.
My breath catches in my throat. I want to scream. I want to tell him it's not my fault, that his mother forced me, that I don't want Taehyung's place, that I don't want his love. But no sound escapes. My voice is trapped, suffocated by terror.
His fingers brush against my chest, and a shiver of pure revulsion runs through me. It's not his touch I don't like; it's the intent
Jeon Jungkook
*Voice drops, low and venomous* This is what you want, isn’t it? My touch
Jeon Jungkook
*Trembling hands and places his palm on my chest* You wanted this, didn’t you? Tell me, is this what you’ve been dying for?
Tears roll down uncontrollably.
Jeon Jimin
Stop… please *I beg, voice barely audible*
I don’t like his touch. It feels like knives, not warmth. I quickly shove him away with all my strength and scream through my sobs,
Jeon Jimin
I never wanted this! Never!
I don’t even realize how fast I get up and run. My feet carry me blindly through the hallway, my shirt half-open, my heart wide open and bleeding.
No-Jam Kook [Author]
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🖤Love of Mine🖤
bro literally if you are so in love with Taehyung why didn't you just die right after him? but you can do it now though I'll gladly put your grave beside his. 😔💅🏻
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2025-07-05
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🖤Love of Mine🖤
no ofc not, don't touch that pure Angel's body, get off of your disgusting hands off him.
2025-07-05
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🖤Love of Mine🖤
Don't touch him mf or I'll definitely kick your a$$ 💢💢💢
2025-07-05
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