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(mostly a fill-in chapter so...have fun?)
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{THE PREDATOR AND HIS PREY IS PLAYING}
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Jungkook froze and as he couldn't smell the other's intoxicating scent anymore his mind went into chaos and he passed out in Kim Taehyungs arms.
Taehyung had been left with no choice but to pick the boy up and take him to his car before calling security telling them what happened.
only half of the truth.
"Yes, I found him beaten up in my storage room due to his screaming. if he was knocked out, he could be left there. maybe, even overnight!" Taehyung exclaimed.
Taehyung looked believable and his words matched up with his trembling body.
The guards said they would take care of it and that he should go home and rest. Maybe they looked into Taehyung's beautiful dazzling eyes and thought it was enough for them to trust him no more questions. He had taken acting classes for extra credit even to make anyone believe him but he wasn't so sure his mind was set on one thing and one thing only.
A passed-out Jeon Jungkook is in his car.
After the guards left Taehyung RAN to his car.
he quickly started driving to his flat.
He once again carried the boy on his back taking him to the elevator so he could get to his house. He walked to the end of the hallway thanking his neighbours for being too occupied to come outside to see this very suspicious scene.
He managed the put his password in and twist the boor open revealing his cozy yet messy flat full of dim yellow decoration lights.
he kicked the door closed behind him hearing the click he threw his shoes off his feet.
He laid Jungkook on his couch before settling beside him. His head leaned back on the comfortable couch. He breathed out and in before getting up.
he got a table cloth wet it with some cold water grabbed a bowl filled up with water before returning to Jungkook's passed-out body.
He started wiping the blood off his knuckles. he noticed the silver rings on his fingers. He got a better look at his bloody knuckles as blood gushed out. He treated it and wrapped it in a bandage nicely. He sighed moving strands of hair in his face out of the way. his fingers traced his cheeks until they fell to his jawline.
'what the hell have I got myself into?'
he dug his face into his hands.