7 Minutes Apart (Ggukkook)
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Jungguk stripped him slowly, reverently. Jungkook cried, begged—but Jungguk just smiled
He kissed his chest, biting down until bruises bloomed.
Each mark was a claim.
Each cry was a prayer.
Each thrust… a punishment for ever thinking Jungkook could belong to anyone else.
The morning after.
The sunlight crept through the blinds like an unwelcome guest.
Jungkook woke up feeling... strange. Raw. Sore. Stained.
The bedsheets were tangled around his legs, his wrists chafed red from where Jungguk had tied them with one of his belts. He looked down at his chest — covered in dark, purple marks. Bruises. Bite marks. Possession.
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
*His throat tightened* Jungguk…?
A soft hum came from beside him.
Jungguk lay there, half-covered in the same sheet, one hand resting possessively over Jungkook’s bare waist. His expression was peaceful, like a man who had finally claimed his birthright.
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
Good morning, hyung *he whispered without opening his eyes*
Flashback — the night before.
Jungkook had screamed when Jungguk shoved him down, but no one came. They lived too far from others. The thick apartment walls muffled everything. The very safety Jungkook had once treasured now trapped him.
Jungguk had made it cruelly gentle at first.
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
I’m doing this because I love you *whispered, licking his tears*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
You raised me. Protected me. Now let me take care of you.
When Jungkook struggled, Jungguk only grew more excited. His eyes darkened, his grip bruised.
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
If you cry like that, hyung *he whispered with a shudder* I’ll never be able to stop.
He didn’t stop when Jungkook begged.
Didn’t stop when he sobbed his name.
Didn’t stop even after the first time.
He took him again
And again.
Until Jungkook couldn’t even cry anymore.
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
*pulled away, trying to sit up*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
*yanked him back like a leash by his arm*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
Where are you going? *murmured, eyes now open*
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
You… you raped me *Jungkook whispered, voice hoarse*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
No *smiled gently.* I made love to you. You just haven’t accepted it yet.
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
You’re my brother—!
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
And you’re mine! *snarled, eyes flashing*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
I’ve been yours for years! You think I didn’t notice the way you looked at me when we bathed together as kids? The way you let me sleep in your bed until we were 18?
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
you are fucking delusional! That was because you were traumatized!
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
*laughed bitterly* Exactly. You molded me, hyung. You raised me like a son—loved me like a mother—touched me like a lover. You don’t get to back away now.
Tears spilled down Jungkook’s cheeks again.
He looked so helpless. So beautiful in pain.
Jungguk’s voice dropped to a whisper, brushing his fingers over the bruises.
Jeon Jungkook/older twin
*Jungkook choked a sob*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
*Jungguk pressed a kiss to his lips*
Jeon Jungguk/younger twin
Don’t cry, hyung. You’ll get used to it. In time… you’ll beg me to love you again.
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