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Jungkook

The sound of the door opening brought me out of my slumber.

I blinked and saw Taehyung coming to the side of the bed. He blended almost fully into the darkness still I felt him.

I felt him.

He didn't touch me.

I thought he would take me in his arms.

Taehyung was silent while I kept my eyes closed, waiting for him.

When I felt him move, I looked to find him walking away.

My heart drummed, feeling his loss.

The air felt heavy around us.

Taehyung's shoulders were hunched together like he was in pain.

I didn't like that.

Taehyung's pain was my pain.

I watched him go into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I waited for a few seconds, my fingers itching to touch him, to feel him, to hold him.

When I couldn't bear it any longer, I threw the covers away and struggled out of bed. I padded to the bathroom quietly, my fingers stayed on the doorknob, debating if I should give Taehyung privacy.

My mind told me, yes, but my heart refused, it pulled me inside, telling me to hold Taehyung. I didn't know what was eating him from the inside, I had to take it away.

To give him comfort.

His back was to me when I walked inside. Taehyung heard me, but he stayed still, his hands were against the walls, his head hung low. He had his shirt removed, I watched the water cascade around him as I removed my clothes.

Dropping it on the floor, my eyes moved to his discarded shirt. It was black, the same colour he always wore. I licked my lips nervously when I saw the wet patches, I couldn't see the colour, but I knew it was blood.

My heart stuttered at the sight, my eyes moved back to the man in front of me.

I should be disgusted, but I wasn't.

Kim Taehyung was the man I loved.

Whether he was a monster, a heartless killer or my sweet lover, I loved all sides of him.

He wouldn't be the man I loved if he wasn't the killer.

Every side of him was what made him Taehyung.

My monster.

My Taehyung.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside the shower and Taehyung's shoulders tightened but he didn't move. The water was cold, I quickly turned the tap to the warm side. My hand came in contact with his cold skin, my body moving closer to him.

"Taehyung?"

He didn't face me.

"Taehyung, look at me."

Taehyung leaned heavily against the wall, I moved even closer.

"Please, Taehyung,"

I begged.

As soon as the word, please was out he swivelled around, facing me. His expression was pained like he was battling something in his mind.

Without a word, I palmed his cheeks and peppered his face with kisses. With each kiss, I showed him, my love.

No words were needed.

I just held him.

I loved him with my touch.

Standing on my toes, I kissed his closed lids and then his forehead. Taehyung released a shaky breath, his shoulder slumping in what looked like defeat.

I hugged him.

I laid my head on his chest, his steady heartbeat drummed in my ears and I placed a kiss on his chest, right over his beating heart.

"I missed you, Taehyung," I whispered the truth.

My fingers rubbed over his skin lovingly as he hugged me back, his arms wrapping around me tightly. His breath left his chest in a loud whoosh as he crushed my body to his and felt his lips on my ear.

"I love you, Angel," he whispered harshly. "I love you so fvcking much."

I felt giddy at his declaration of love.

A small serene smile touched my lips as I pulled away from his embrace. I held his face in my hands and moved closer until our lips were inches apart.

When our lips met, it felt like fireworks.

We created magic as our lips moved against each other.

I kissed him with everything I had, slow and deep at first, our tongues moved together in a mating dance. Taehyung groaned against my lips as he deepened the kiss even further. He angled my head to the side before nipping at my lips. My fingers gripped his hair, pulling him more into me.

I was going to show Taehyung how much I loved him.

Our harsh breathing filled the shower as we pulled away. Taehyung bent his head for another kiss,

I stepped back. His eyebrows pulled up in a frown when my hands went to his waist.

"Let me take care of you," I said as I knelt.

Taehyung stared at me curiously, his eyes darker than usual.

"What are you doing, Angel?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my wrists.

"You never give me a chance to take care of you. Let me do this," I murmured before squeezing some soap in my palm as I stood up.

Taehyung opened his mouth to argue, I shut him down with a quick kiss. He stared at me, dumbfounded and I smiled, almost cheekily. I knew how to render him speechless. I lathered up his body with soap, even going down to my knees to wash his long legs.

Taehyung tried to stop me again but I levelled him with a look before continuing with my task. I pushed him under the showerhead, letting the water cascade around us. Taehyung stayed still for me while I washed him, rubbing my hands over his skin softly with care. I entwined our fingers together and brought our hands up to my lips.

After placing a kiss on the back of his hand, I then washed. Taehyung stared at me with his intense blue eyes, his gaze never wavering. His whole attention was on me, I revelled under his loving eyes.

When I was done, I stepped out and took the towel in my hand, Taehyung followed closely behind me and I dried him with the large towel, he was strangely silent as I took care of him. He took the other towel and did the same thing for me.

When I tried to stop him, he silenced me with a kiss.

His bruising kiss left me hot and wanting, I pulled us out of the bathroom and pushed Taehyung on the bed. His eyes widened slightly as he regarded me curiously, he stayed silent.

No words.

Only silence.

Only us.

He opened his mouth to say something, I pushed him flat on his back. Taehyung snapped his mouth shut, swallowing hard several times.

"What are you doing, Jungkook?"

"Taking care of you," I simply replied.

When I moved my body over him, his eyes widened in understanding.

"You don't…"

I kissed his lips, my hands travelled down his stomach toward his hard cock. It laid hard and firm against his lower belly. Wrapping my fingers around his length, Taehyung sucked in a hard breath, breaking the kiss in the process.

His eyes flared dangerously when my fingers tightened around him, "Jungkook," he groaned, I smiled.

I loved how I affected him.

I stroked his hard thick length, watching Taehyung, this heartless killer, coming undone with my touch. His jaw was clenched, his breathing coming out harder, faster. I can feel my cock start to harden between my thighs and I ignored the ache.

A deep grunt escaped past his parted lips when my thumb moved over his tip. He was rigid as I continued to move my hands up and down, faster now. Taehyung dragged in a strangled breath as I stroked his length.

I glanced down, watching my hand move over his swelling cock, I clenched my thighs together and licked my lips. I worked faster as his hips started to move with my hand. Taehyung grabbed his fingers around my own, tightening my grip on his hardness.

My eyes snapped to his while I sucked in a harsh breath at the primal look he was giving me. My chest ached, my body vibrating with need under the intensity of his gaze.

"Like this," he ordered roughly, moving our hands faster and harder.

He released my hand and let me do the rest, his hips jerked as he fvcked my hand. My thumb swirled over the tip, coating it with Taehyung's pre-cum, he groaned.

I knew he was close.

Leaning over him, I took his lips in a kiss.

Taehyung gripped my neck, biting on my lower lip before kissing me hard, he stiffened beneath me and broke the kiss. Holding my gaze with his fiery blue eyes, Taehyung came all over my hand and his stomach.

Feeling breathless, I looked down at the result, my eyes moving to my hand.

I couldn't stop looking at him.

Taehyung grabbed my knees and pulled me over him so I was straddling him.

Smiling down at him, I leaned my forehead against his.

Taehyung slid his fingers over his cum and coated his fingers, I felt his hand slowly moving to my inner thigh and started to rim my puckered entrance, I let out an unashamed moan.

Quickly giving myself a mental shake, I gripped his hand, stopping his movement. I removed his hand from my leg and Taehyung looked at me in surprise, I just kissed him.

"Only you tonight, Taehyung," I whispered against his lips, "Only you."

I wanted to love him and take care of him.

Tonight, Taehyung needed me more than I needed him.

He needed my love, so I gave it to him freely.

Taehyung's eyes darkened possessively and a low growl vibrated from his chest. When his lips made contact with mine, he showed me exactly who I belonged to. I nipped at his lower lips, demanding control and gave it to me without question.

He let me take and give whatever I wanted.

In return, I gave him everything.

With my kiss, I showed him how much I loved him.

I made it so that he never questioned my love for him.

***

I walked to the bathroom, opened the door, I walked in to see Taehyung brushing his teeth.

I stood beside him and did the same, he was done before me, Taehyung came to stand behind me. His arms wrapped around my hips in a hug and kissed my neck before leaving the bathroom. After washing my face and brushing my hair, I walked out to see Taehyung putting his clothes on.

I could see his back muscles bunching beneath his fitted dress shirt as he shrugged on his suit jacket, I took the opportunity to look at him. When he turned around, Taehyung gave me a crooked, sexy smirk. His eyes were dark and fierce with power, I almost shivered at his intense

stare.

He exuded power and total control.

His expression was hard.

He almost looked terrified as he walked toward me.

His eyes, his steps, the way he held himself… everything spoke of dominance.

Taehyung looked like the ruthless jopok King that he was.

Taehyung was in his element.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, I grew bolder.

More powerful.

This man… he was mine.

My monster.

When he came to a stop in front of me, his arm snaked out quickly, pulling me close, "Good morning," he whispered roughly in my ear.

"Good morning," I replied.

He chuckled low, my arms tightened around him, "Do you want to have breakfast with me?" I asked.

Taehyung paused and pulled away, "I have things to take care of, Jungkook," he replied curtly.

A look of pure fury appeared on his face, I knew what he meant.

Placing a hand over his chest, I rubbed softly.

"Please."

Taehyung sighed, his shoulder dropping slightly. Just then, a knock came on the door, I smiled sheepishly.

"That's our breakfast."

He shook his head, a small smile ghosting his lips, "Fine."

I let out a squeal and gave him a quick peck before running to the door. Opening it wide, I smiled at the maid and took the tray from her hand. I said my thanks before closing the door. I placed the tray on the coffee table and waited for Taehyung to take his seat. He pulled me to his lap and I settled sideways against his chest.

Taehyung picked up a piece of toast and held it to my lips, waiting for me to take the first bite. I did, and then I fed him. We fed each other as we had done before. When the tray was empty, Taehyung placed a kiss on my temple.

"I need to go."

I nodded reluctantly, "What are you going to do?" I asked quietly.

Without answering, Taehyung picked me up and walked to the bed, placed me under the cover and pulled the comforter to my neck. After tucking me in, he kissed my forehead and then lips.

"I'm going to end it today. I am going to fvcking end everything," he said roughly against my lips.

His words left goosebumps across my skin.

I almost trembled at his tone, those words, he gave me a final glance before walking away.

I closed my eyes, releasing the long breath I didn't realize I was holding.

This was it.

The ending Taehyung had been waiting for.

The ending I was desperate for.

Closing my eyes, I waited for my man to come back.

After he was done slaughtering his enemies.

Our enemies.