Chapitre 19: 'Broken Angel' Chapter 19
' What have you done to me Jungkook?' The question was twirling in his dusky mind with a fierce,crippling need to be answered. Longing and passion joined fear and uncertainty in a roller coaster of baffled emotions, looking for a way out.
He pinned Jungkook more on the smooth, white wall, his right hand reached down and circled the boy's waist while the other roughly cupped his cheek, his hot,gasping breath whipping his face and leaned forward. His hungry mouth attacked the younger 's, gobbling on his sweet, cherry lips,expressing the undisputed yearning to dominate and submit to him. A need he never felt before. A need only for Jungkook.
Jungkook sealed his arms around the man's neck driven by the desire to feel him and show him how much he wanted him. Their mouths battling in an erotic frenzy. Taehyung's tongue dived inside the wet cavity, pushing it deeper and swirling it around to get a better taste. His eyes were wide open, absorbing every lustful expression of Jungkook's face and his cock hardened at the blissful sound of the younger 's muffled moans.
The man's mouth trailed from his swollen lips to his ear, slurping his lobe then to his neck, nibbling the softness of his skin and attacking his rosy nipples in turns. They were licked, bitten hard and stretched with his teeth. The boy was in seven heaven as he continued to moan like crazy.
Jungkook encircled his right leg around the man's torso and he was lifted up, hands gropping his asscheeks while carried to bed. He was placed on the soft mattress, shorts and boxer were thrown on the floor, leaving him totally exposed. Taehyung sucked in the undeniable beauty of his body, greedily running his gaze at the dark,pink nipples, puffing chest ending at the throbbing hard-on with the strings of precum screaming to be sucked.
Taehyung blew a gasp at the provocative sight and quickly got rid of the last obstacle between them. He smirked at the way Jungkook spread his legs urging him to launch his erotic attack.
" Fuck! I'm dying to suck your slutty cock." This wasn't meant to happen. He simply wanted to make sweet love to him not fuck him like the previous times but he lost control of himself when facing his divine beauty and his irresistible body.
When the younger began tugging his dick, his thumb rubbing the tip and the fingers of his other hand stroking the pink, clenching hole he lost it. His doll was a slutty little whore and he loved it! He knelt on the floor and settled between his thighs, pulling him closer, kissing around his crotch and groin, his tongue licked the full length of his cock, sliding it on the drenched tip and slurping the juices and his hands gripped on the muscular thighs.
" Tell me what you want. What you need."
The boy hissed at the ferocity of the action, his fingers dug in Taehyung's hair, pushing his head lower." Suck me..please..do it rough.. don't tease.." His words earned a hard spank on his left asscheek and let out a squeaky groan.
The man's mouth massaged his balls with his tongue then supped them, giving him another spank. As his tongue moved up he started flicking the frenulum, up-and-down, side-to-side, in circles. He enjoyed feeling Jungkook trembling under his torment, moaning and growling in absolute bliss, begging for more.
" Please.. please..again..do it.. again..it drives me..crazy.."
However Taehyung couldn't control his need any longer and shoved the cock in his drooling mouth so deep it smashed his throat. He didn't mind gasping for breath or gagging with the vibrating cock stuffed in his mouth. Bobbing his head, his tongue twirling around the twitching dick, he ran his nails over his asscheeks, digging them inside the tender flesh.
" Yes..yes..faster.. I'm close.. I'm gonna cum.." he screamed, unable to handle the pleasure he was wholeheartedly given and being on the verge of cumming. His upper body turned into a bow, his fingers clenched tighter onto the older's hair, his eyes glazed over,filled with tears and totally blissed out, messed up words coming out of his lips while shooting his load in Taehyung 's mouth.
" Cumming.. fuck..so good..it hurts..so..good.."
Taehyung gobbled the salty cum, slurping hard on the tip and milked him dry, coughing but the sensation of the warm cum invading his veis was vitalising.His own cock was throbbing in anticipation and ready to erupt from the need to conquer the awaiting hole. Letting go of the hard-on and licking his lips he heard the younger mumbling something.
" What is it ,doll? Want more?"
"Want..to..suck..your..cock..let..me..suck..you.." he lisped shamelessly, blinking his misty eyes still wrapped in a blissful haze.
The man was tempted but had another thing in mind. He got up, ignoring Jungkook's cute whining,walked to the closet, searching every drawer till he found what he was looking for. He returned holding a black, leather belt, stretching it in his hands and whipping the bed next to the boy.
Jungkook didn't flinch for a moment. He knew what was coming for him and he was looking forward to it.
" I gave you pleasure..now it's time for pain." He lashed on the bed again." Turn around, on all fours like a bitch." he commanded Jungkook, who was shaking and moaning,getting into position with his ass up high, leaning on his knees and hands.
" Are you ready whore?" He was so high in ecstasy it was impossible to tame his urges.
" Yes..master..I need..the pain..give it..to me.."
Taehyung's hand raised and the thick belt flogged the exposed, milky skin and the boy's body panged at the brutal attack. His teeth sunk in his wobbly lips and fingers snatched the bedsheets. Another whip shook his body then another one and another one and they kept coming.
"More..want..more..master..love..the..pain..yes..yes.." The lashing was excruciatingly harrowing and pleasurable, filling him with a wicked satisfaction. It numbed his body along with his senses.
" FUCKEN WHORE! " His whipping became faster and more intense, feeling as though he had lost the last piece of sanity keeping him alert." I'm gonna make you cum just by lashing your goddamn slutty ass." he snarled and kept thrashing him, labouring for breath and quivering. That boy was a revelation every time they had sex.
Perhaps Jungkook was so sunk into his euphoric ecstasy or profoundly enjoying the pain he longed for that instantly exploded and came hard on the bed, screaming and groaning and moaning uncontrollably, dangling in the air but wanting more." Don't..stop..please.. don't..you dare stop!" So what if his hands and knees were stinging like hell? What if the pain numbed his body and mind? His desire was far more powerful, dictating him to demand more.
His ass had become crimson red marked by the constant whipping of the leather on his milky flesh. Both men were spellbounded, detached from reality and the rest of the world. Taehyung realised he had to stop. He was hurting him more than he wanted but the mist in his head impelled him to continue. The lashes multiplied along with the desire burning them, the moans and screams from Jungkook's mouth, Taehyung 's dirty, degrading words and groans till they were disoriented in a state of elated bliss.
The older eventually found the strength to resist the temptation of continuing the torture and threw the belt on the bed. He couldn't prevent the thundering pounding of his chest and his hands were shaking.
" Master? Why.. did..you..stop? Why?"
Taehyung sat beside him, caressing his sweaty hair,placing soft pecks on his forehead and lips." You were perfect as always,doll.. perfect. I don't want to hurt you more." His words held no surprise because they were true and he had come to terms with it. In the past he didn't give a shit about his slaves. Didn't care if they hurt or if they were too exhausted. He kept torturing them just to break them and satisfy his corrupted soul but not with him. He was different.
" I'm gonna fuck you now." His long fingers brushed the outline of his face and the younger smiled." Do you want me too?"
" Oh please..yes..fuck me good.. it hurts.."
The older stood up, situated between his thighs, carefully spreading his asscheeks so as to not hurt him and his tongue began licking the twitching hole slowly and obsessively. It was so wet and sloppy and the taste was heavenly.
Jungkook moaned, pushing his ass back not knowing where he found the strength. The man was rimming his hole, slurping, nibbling and flicking his tongue with his grunts matching the boy's. Jungkook needed a lot more than that. To feel him inside him. To feel complete and full.
" FUCK ME..DO ME..HARD.. ROUGH..SHOW NO.. MERCY..FUCK ME.." he raved, whimpering and ignoring his skipped breaths.
Taehyung shoved three fingers inside causing Jungkook to croak from the unexpected intrusion." Is this what you want? What you fucken need?"
" Yes..fuck yes.." He cried out the moment his fingers moved in and out with force and speed as he added a fourth one, scissoring the pink hole.
" You're the biggest..dirtiest..fucken whore I know. I could fist your slutty hole and you'll still be begging for more." There was no mockery in his tone except from a sadistic pride and triumph.
" You like..me that.. way..you..made me.." he whimpered, humping his ass so that his fingers could do more magic in his asshole.
Taehyung felt his cock in the verge of erupting so he removed his fingers,spit on his hard-on to lubricate it and slammed it inside Jungkook's ass. There was no pain,no discomfort because he was already stretched. Only pleasure in all its glory. He strangled at the sensation, snagging onto the sheets and biting his right hand.
Taehyung was insistently and mercilessly hammering his tight,wet hole, holding him by the hips and growling resembling a wild, savage beast.
" Your..whore..wants it..rougher..deeper..fuck me..like the.. cock slut..I am.." he provoked him in a hoarse tone, tugging his hips back and forth. He could feel the huge, thick cock reaching his tummy.
The older released the grip on his hips, snatched his hair, lifting Kook's head up and his other hand grabbed his left shoulder. Stooping over he engaged into a frenzy, sloppy tongue kiss. Saliva was oozing to the side of Kook's mouth, blending with Taehyung's.
" Fucken whore! Fucken cumdump! I'm gonna rape your pussyhole and breed you like a bitch!" His dick was twitching inside the tight hole, his tugs turned way rougher as he sank his teeth on Kook's back.
" Rape me..master..use me..flood my..dirty hole..with your..cum.." His begging, weeping, whimpering went on and on and at some point feeling his prostate being battered, his strength diminishing he instantly arched his back, his hands searched and seized Taehyung's hair, catching a glimpse of their distorted figures on the big mirror across the room,he came loads on the bed, screaming and embracing his orgasm.
" I'm..cumming..for..you..see? Do you..see me?"he weakly smiled at the image of their connected bodies on the mirror
Taehyung lowered his gaze on the throbbing cock,still pummeling his abused hole, sucking in the sight of Kook's swollen dick rooting out spurts of cum and surges of heartfelt craving and relish engulfed him,ramping up his own need knowing it was he who caused it! He was cumming for him!
He glued his chest on the younger 's back, tightening the grip on his hair and his other moved from his shoulder to Kook's chest, hooking him securely. His thrusts became sharper and deeper and so did his grunting as he emptied his huge load inside the awaiting, loose hole.
" I'm breeding your.. fucken slutty hole.. whore..MY WHORE! MINE! FOREVER!"
His cum overflooded the red hole and strings of cum were dripping out, on Kook's thighs.
They were both screeching from the magnificent orgasm and Jungkook's next request plunged Taehyung to a carnal abyss, snatching the last shred of sanity.
" Choke me.." it came out clogged but firm." Use the..belt..and choke me." Jungkook felt the reluctance and trembling in the man's body but didn't back down." Have me..on my..knees..choke me..fuck me.. like a bitch..in heat..now."
" Jungkook.."
" You..better do it.. unless you..want me..to send..you..to hell.DO IT!" he warned him not sure where the strength to boss him came from.
The older sneered at his straightforward,brazen audacity and pushed him down lifting his ass up, bending to lick his own cum and the younger 's juices. He then spit a few times on the drenched hole,biting it and smirking.
" I'll choke the shit out of you! Such a dirty cumdump for master's big cock."
He grabbed the belt, wrapped it around his neck, buckled it and pulled the strap. Jungkook gagged and gasping for breath,rolled his hazy eyes and his lust was overstimulating. The words refused to exit, moans and whimpers rattled the room.
As the man was pulling the strap and squeezing it around the perfect neck, cautious not to put too much pressure,his cock was ploughing deeper creating sloppy, popping sounds." DO YOU LIKE IT WHORE? I'M RAPING YOUR GODDAMN HOLE TILL IT BLEEDS!"He was so out of it , spewing out whatever came to mind. His darkest, most aberrant, corrupt thoughts.
Jungkook nodded multiple times, unable to utter a word. The fierce choking,the unsparing assault of his hole,the inflicted pain stabbing his body combined with the growing desire to be conquered and possessed like never before was overwhelming.
Jungkook buried his face in the drenched from cum mattress and his breaths hampered,his veins popped out but he felt alive, stimulated, content. He was giving Taehyung what he desired. He fulfilled his fantasies. His need for dominance but not as a weak sub because Taehyung liked his bossy side.
And he was taking a part of Taehyung's soul with him because that was the only thing he could offer him. Moments of passion. Moments of hardcore sex because that was him. His true nature was ferocious and corrupt, dipped in sin.
" Faster..pound..me.. faster." He had no idea from where his boldness to demand and speak what was on his mind stemmed from.There was no room for shyness between them. Jungkook would get all he desired.
The older was thrusting like a mad man. As if his body had a will of its own. As if his mere concern was to please Jungkook to the fullest. He pulled the strap harder and the boy's head fell back and a growl was heard when the hard cock repeatedly shattered his sensitive spot with extreme ferocity.
Taehyung was on the verge of a glorious orgasm but held back, wanting Jungkook to cum first. His shoves turned sharper, more acute, hearing the boy whimpering ecstatic, his body severely jerking while gasping for breath. With just one powerful thrust and the stimulation from the choking Jungkook came loads, screeching from pleasure and blinking his teary eyes.
" Fuck.. I'm cumming..dear Lord..cumming.." he cried out.The second orgasm cracked his body into million pieces,feeling his soul drooping. He didn't stop. He didn't want to. He needed the ecstasy to last..to last forever. The feeling of being complete.Of becoming one with the person of his desire. The times they both reached their highs were countless.
Taehyung continued hammering the red, swollen hole, pulling the strap of the belt. Jungkook was blissfully taking pleasure from the man's gratifying and savage lust.
Hours later, Taehyung collapsed on Jungkook's back, utterly lost and exhausted, filled with a sense of completion. Their bodies, covered in sweat and glistering under the moonlight, were quivering and struggling to breathe.
Jungkook's hole was cram-full with cum, brimming on the bed and his asscheeks were stinging from the whipping and oddly he loved it. Every moment in his arms was a cherished gift and a mistake.
The delirium subsided, the mind began functioning again and Taehyung felt ashamed. A feeling he had no knowledge of for years. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not this way. He ought to leave the boy alone to heal his wounds. Mend his broken heart. Forget about him and move on.
He knew what Jungkook wanted from him. Love and acceptance. Tenderness and affection and Taehyung was incapable of providing him what he deserved. Yet, he was coming back for more. Demanding that Jungkook's arms would accept him whenever he felt like it. Coming and going whenever it suited him ,not giving a damn if he fucked up his life.
Because Taehyung couldn't make up his mind. He had absolutely no idea what he wanted or how to get it or if he wanted to get it.
Fuck! It was wrong. A mistake. An enormous mistake.Apart from tormenting his body he tortured his heart and soul. No, Jungkook deserved better than a broken man.
He removed his cock, sliding to the edge of the bed, tousling his hair and searching for the right words to..reject him again. The warm, shaky hand slinking his back made it even worse.
" Taehyung? Are you alright?"
The genuine concern in his voice killed him, cursing the day he barged into his life and fucked it! Shutting his eyes and taking deep breaths to calm his raging heart, he jumped up, latching onto his clothes from the floor and dashing to put them on and get the hell out.The sooner he left the better for both of them.
" I'm leaving." As much as he tried to keep a steady, indifferent tone the trembling wouldn't go away.
Jungkook rotated his aching body and hissed when his butt touched the mattress. He couldn't understand a damn thing! His hand clutched onto the quilt, covering his body." What does that mean? I don't.." His brows drew together and his words refused to come out.
The man lifted his hand and abruptly cut him off. His face was gloomy,eyes emotionless and dark as moonless night and his mouth set in a hard line." Tonight was a mistake. A fucken stupid,unforgivable mistake I don't wish to discuss or repeat. I have no idea what came over me and I acted foolishly. Maybe I drank too much and it fucked up my brain. You and I.." he turned his back because facing him was stripping him of the strength to do what he had in mind. He refused to see the pain in Jungkook's eyes. He stood there, trapped in confusion and guilt and hurriedly kept talking."can't be together. We're opposites. I'm used to a certain way of living. Alone. You don't fit in. Besides, I already told you I'm straight." He shut his eyes, inhaling through his nose and added." I simply have no feelings for you Jungkook. At least not the ones you want. So it's better if we end it here. I'll stay out of your life and you do the same."
Jungkook's colour drained from his face. A jolting, almost numbing pain twinged in his chest but he absorbed it, swallowed it,feeling the aftershocks of the once again brutal rejection. Hadn't he learnt his lesson by now? What was he expecting? A love confession? A heartbreaking admission of his affection? To get on his knees and beg him for forgiveness?
Taehyung would never stop being a cold hearted, vicious criminal. He was seeking confirmation of his power over him. Needed to know Jungkook would always and forever be available and ready to jump into bed with him, whenever he pleased. He was nothing more than a challenge. He couldn't love him and the only connection between them was lust.
" Then what are you doing here? What the hell do you want from me?Why fuck a guy if you're straight? Playing with people isn't a joke, Taehyung. It has consequences and perhaps you can't feel pain because you don't have a fucken heart but the rest of us can actually get hurt."
" I felt like fucking you and I did. End of story." he sounded too unsympathetic despite the flutters blending in his stomach.
He forced a smile on his trembling lips, squeezing the covers on his used, like a sex object, body consumed in humiliation, shock and sorrow. And then came anger. His mind was expanding with rage, throwing a hostile glare to the pitiful man across him. His beautiful face contorted with pain and wrath as his fists clenched but he willed his hands to stop shaking, grabbing the first thing he found, a pillow, flipping it his way and hitting him in the head.
He prowled to the door, ready to open it and leave when a pillow landed on his head, startling him but didn't turn.
" You're a fucken bastard Kim Taehyung!" he snubbed." A worthless piece of shit who gets high in watching people suffer. Who enjoys the power he's got on others. Why do you hate me so much? I'm not a threat to you brother. I didn't try to steal his fiancé or ruin their relationship. So why can't you see me differently? I was fine without you..coping with what happened..why did you have to barge into my life and shit all over it?"
" I wanted you but only that. Nothing more."
" Nothing more? You couldn't get your hands off of me!" He threw another pillow at him and again landed on his head but the older didn't flinch or even blink.
" So what? It was fucken passion. I got it out of my system and I'm done."
Jungkook growled at him for having the guts to talk so blase." You came to me. I didn't come to you. You approached me with your fake promises.."
" I never made any promises,Jungkook." he contradicted him harshly." I can't be responsible for your crazy fantasies."
" Fantasies? You almost begged me to accept you and you've got the nerves to accuse me?Did I ask anything from you? Forced you to..like me? Tried to benefit from you or use you? That was you! You! You begged me to.."
" Men say a lot to get laid. You shouldn't trust them." he advised him boldly and it was true.
Jungkook's mouth filled with a bitter smile."Right I shouldn't.You just wanted to fuck me to prove you have me wrapped around your fingers. You snap them, I crawl to you. Happy now? Satisfied? Huh? Want more ,you miserable son of a bitch? Asshole! Coward! I fucken want to punch your ugly face! Fucken kill you! Get out of my sight! Out of my room! And don't bother coming back!" His hand was raised pointing at the door." I wish I never met you! Go! Get the fuck out! Now!"
Jungkook was fuming in anger and rage. His eyes had popped out, his teeth pressed so hard it hurt his gums and he grabbed a glass of water from the bedside table and threw it at him. Unfortunately he missed his target and instead of finding Taehyung it crashed on the wall right next to him.
The man left and Jungkook was devastated.Hurt and betrayal. Used and abandoned. That staggering pain in his heart was overwhelming.Taehyung was partly right. He didn't make any promises, didn't give him false hopes. Jungkook knew the man couldn't commit especially to him. A man. A man he had learnt to hate since day one. Since the moment he plotted his revenge. Why change now? Because he learnt the real nature of his relationship with MinJoon?
Taehyung belonged to an entirely different universe. A world where corruption was walking hand in hand with darkness and evil. His dreadful past had molded his present and future, making him unable to feel love. And as much as Jungkook loved him he couldn't change him because Taehyung didn't love him back.
The tears threatened to brim down his pale face but he blinked his eyes, refusing to shed one more tear for that bastard! He wouldn't waste his love on somebody who didn't value it.He would learn to live without him. Hurt in private. Smile in public and heal in silence.
He was in desperate need of a hot bath. To soak in the tub and get rid of his smell and touch. Throwing the covers away, he crawled to the edge of the bed, got up and limping,reached the bathroom. He spent an hour soaking in the huge tub, scrubbing his body and enjoying the vitalizing effect of the warm water.
He heard voices and laughter out in the corridor as soon as he stepped foot in his room and timidly smiled. At least for some that night was successful and joyful! Lazily, he opened one of the drawers,found a clean pair of underwear and shorts, put them on and changed the bedsheets. His eyes glanced at his belt and shook his head in irritation, whizzing but eventually picked it up,folded it and placed it back in the drawer. It was a nice belt!
He plodded his feet and picked up the pillows from the floor,placed them back to bed and carefully gathered the broken glasses to throw them away.
Once he was done, he laid in bed, covering his whole body with the duvet and kept staring at the ceiling. Sleep stubbornly denied him the pleasure of coming and spent the remaining of the night squirming in bed, huffing and puffing in annoyance. At some point, he got too restless and jumped up, pacing back and forth,giving a cold shoulder to the stinging pain in his butt.
Him and his bright ideas! He wanted spanking with the stupid belt and look where it got him! Rejected, humiliated with an aching,red ass full of lashes. Serves him right! He didn't learn his lesson. He remembered having painkillers in his bag but had no water. The jug on his bedside table was empty and the glass broken. He didn't feel like going downstairs, refilling it so he decided to swallow them without any.
He finally made himself comfortable on the small couch and poured his frustration and stress into drawing, shutting the negative thoughts out of his mind. Strangely, all he could draw was Taehyung! He heard a car screeching in the distance assuming the last guests had left. And the suffering continued!
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All the same, Taehyung was as restless as a cat on a hot tin roof. He was harsh,cruel and unjustifiable blunt but it was him. His nature. His character. His way of dealing with people. Impossible to change now. In less than two days he would put this uncomfortable situation behind him, return to the U.S and his life as he knew it. Running his fingers through his scruffy hair the need to scream and shout, punch something or shoot somebody was vital.
Was his chest involuntarily hurting? Yes.
Was the stirring in his stomach continued? Yes.
Did he feel like shit? Definitely yes.
Did he want to go back and fuck him to oblivion? Most certainly yes!
Was he going to? No.
Jungkook was right. He barged into his life and ruined it. Now, he ought to leave him at peace to heal the wounds he caused. He prowled around the dim room for a while,then crashed in bed to get some sleep, if possible but each time he shut his eyes, Jungkook's face popped up. The hurt and desperation, the anger and rage in his eyes. The trembling of his voice.
Eventually, he quit trying to sleep and sneaked downstairs into the living room to get a bottle of booze. Back into his room, he lit a cigarette, sucked in a few generous puffs and gorged down half the bottle in one go. He needed to get drunk. Numb his senses. Let it take over and lead him to a blackout. Thinking and feeling was irking him because he had fucked up. Destruction and pain was the one thing he was good at.
How was he going to face Jungkook tomorrow? Or his family? He was forced to pretend nothing had happened between them although he knew how stressful it would be for all of them. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the bottle in one hand, the cigarette in the other, he fought to come up with the best solution. And what he discovered as his only option wasn't what he wanted but what it needed to be done.
He erased the cigarette in the ashtray and lit another one, taking more sips of the strong whiskey. The more he drank, the more Jungkook's face stuck in his head. He was doomed! He kept drinking and smoking, the drab room reeked of an awful smell and around seven, he packed his things and left the villa and Jeju, heading to Seoul.
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" Are you absolutely sure you don't want to come along?" Jimin asked his brother for the tenth time,packing a few necessities in a backpack to get the same answer." It will be fun! Take your mind off..things."./
" Positive. As much as I love adventurous camping, the idea of hiking up a mountain right now is too tiring even as a thought." He gave him a yellow sweater and a green scarf." I'd rather stay in and enjoy my time alone." They had all decided to explore a nearby forest with a breathtaking view of the sea,climb a mountain and camp at the other side of the island. MinJoon was familiar with the route and wanted to show it to everyone.
Jumin threw a side glance, coughing." Thank God that bastard left and we won't have to see his ugly face or put up with his badass attitude."
While having brunch because nobody woke up for breakfast, they discovered that Taehyung had already left early in the morning.Hyunjin got a message from him saying something urgent came up and had to leave. Jungkook knew it was a lie and he most likely didn't want to see him again. Which was fine and got him off to a rather arduous situation.
" How rude of him to leave without as much as saying goodbye to his brother." he blew a huff, clicking his tongue." The better for us though!"
Jungkook kept his head low, avoiding looking straight into his brother's eyes, humming and munching on his bottom lip.Jimin didn't like that. Suspicion rose inside him and closing his backpack, he put it aside and glared at him.
" Spill it. Something is up. I know you like the back of my hand."
" What gave you that idea?" he asked, trying to sound indifferent.
" You can't look me in the eyes. You're chewing your lips and your voice is shaky." He moved next to him, holding his hands." You can tell me anything. I won't judge."
" Or shout." Jungkook added.
" When do I shout?"
" Always,hyung. Just like papa."
Jimin offered him his pinky finger and locked them together in a secret promise." I'm all ears Kook."
" Fine.." Jungkook in a fit of pique wiggled his shoulders." He came into my room last night,well he stormed in to be accurate,we had sex again and then he rejected me. He pointed out we're complete opposites, he doesn't have any feelings for me and he simply wanted to fuck me to get it off his system. I threw a few things at him, he left, I didn't cry. End of story." While explaining, he felt detached from his own self. Like he was talking about someone else not him.
Jimin listened carefully and made no witty or sassy comments. Didn't yell, curse or bang his brother's head on the wall to make him snap out of his stupidity. On the contrary he sounded calm when talking.
" Ok. You learnt your lesson. Taehyung is a red flag. He'll never, ever understand, feel your love or love you back. Time to let go and move on." He gave him an armful of hugs, patting his back." Somewhere out there, a man is waiting for you. A man willing to give you the world. To love and cherish you the way you deserve. A man worthy of your love. Forget asshole Taehyung and wait for the right person."
Jimin wasn't a mug( naive, British slang). He damn well knew how painful and strenuous it was for his brother. The trauma his heart carried from the rejection. It would be difficult to forget but not impossible. Kook was strong-willed, decisive and would pull it through and come out a winner. With Taehyung out of the picture and far away to another continent the process might be smooth.
" Does that mean you'll start fixing me up on blind dates again?"
Jimin smiled brightly." Don't put ideas into my head Kook! " he joked." This time I'll let you decide what's best for you. Kim Taehyung isn't."
Jungkook nodded." I know Jiminshi.. I know."
Jimin let go and repeated the usual question."Don't you want to come with us?"
" I already answered. No. Go have fun! Just don't get lost. I have no intention of coming looking for you people!"
" We've got two police officers, MinJoon who knows the area and papa! Need I say more?" He raised his brow, grabbed his bag and placed it on his back." There's no reception where we're going so if you need anything.."
" I'm in a house full of people. Nothing will happen!" he assured him, pushing him out the door." Go! You don't want to be late."
They went downstairs to meet the test of the family and after being given instructions by his dad and papa, they finally started their journey. Jungkook could breathe. Half the staff was there but Jungkook had decided not to give them a hard time because they were exhausted from last night.
He made lunch for everyone, despite their objections and sat down with them to eat. It was him, two maids and the chauffeur. Nice, polite people. They chatted during lunch and regardless of his weird mood he found it pleasant.Around four he felt the need to go out and have a stroll around the gardens. Breathe the refreshing,chilly breeze and feel carefree.
Without realising he reached the stables, heading to Kookie. In times of stressful situations his horse gave him the relaxation and comfort he needed.
" Hi boy! How's my beautiful boy? Huh? Did you eat? Want an apple?" The horse rubbed his mizzle on Jungkook's face, neighing in joy. The boy gave him an apple, scratching his hane and Kookie munched it with his teeth. Wanting to show his excitement Kookie bucked, lowering his head,raising his hindquarters into the air while kicking out with his back legs.
" Want to go for a ride?Huh boy? I could surely use the distraction." He wasn't properly dressed, wearing baggy,grey sweatpants, white hoodie and sneakers, but he had done it before so why not again? He only wore a helmet for protection, took Kookie out of his box stall,prepared him, put on his gear and climbed on the saddle.
He led the horse out of the stables and into the ring, riding it across the area. And although his mind should have been empty of disturbing thoughts,it was crammed with Taehyung. His deep hurtful words. The coldness of his voice.
' We're opposites.'
' You don't fit into my life.'
' I don't have feelings for you.'
' We should end it here.'
His fingers gripped the straps and pulled them, kicking the horse's sides with his feet,heading towards the oxers. Ascending and descending the first log fence, he continued towards the ditch obstacle, successfully doing vertical jumps over it. And his mind was still occupied with Taehyung's thoughts.
Taehyung's soft lips kissing him. Holding him in his arms as if he'd disappear. Fucking him. The belt in his hand lashing his body. The possessiveness in his every move. Those images surged from the depths of his steamy mind to haunt him.
"Why? Why? Why can't you love me?"he yelled and while attempting to jump a higher log fence, the horse got agitated by the shout, his hoof stuck between the two wooden oxers and as a result the horse fell flat on the dusty ground, neighed loudly and Jungkook was abruptly flung on the field, hitting his forehead and face, screaming from the excruciating pain of collision. Thick,red blood leaking from his head, his vision got blurry and head spinning.
Kookie stood on his four feet thenrearing on his back legs, galloping frantically around the ring, dragging Jungkook along, whose foot was trapped in the hobble strap.
"KOOKIE STOP..STOP BOY.. PLEASE STOOOOOOOOP." his wails echoed on the vast horizon but couldn't make the horse stop. His back and ass were scratched while being dragged, screaming and he attempted to bend his body forward and get a hold of the strap to free his foot. However the constant,strong bumps made it undoable until he hit his head on a small rock and fell unconscious with one word in his lips.
"Taehyung…"
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