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"Jimin-ah!" Jungkook screamed as the nurse held him back. They had just rushed Jimin into a room and started life saving measures. "Sir you need to wait, you can't go in!" They were trying to hold him back as nurses and doctors rushed in. It was chaos, shouting and there was just stuff everywhere. Jungkook was frozen just watching as blood covered his bed and hands of those in the room trying to save Jimin. Jungkook felt a sharp pain on his cheek, the pain slowly made him feel like his feet were on solid ground again, his head less fuzzy and the tunnel vision disappeared. "We can't help him if you don't calm down." She walked into the room and closed the curtain blocking Jungkook's view of a bloody Jimin. The nurses sat him down in the waiting area. Jungkook's phone rang, he picked it up and put it to his ear.

"Park Jimin?" He nodded slowly. "If you'll please follow us, Mr Kim's car is outside and it wouldn't do to leave it waiting." ˖⁺‧₊˚✩˚₊‧⁺˖ In which Jimin's life takes a turn for the worse when his mother signs a few contracts and carts him off to serve at another wealthy man's nightclub. Each day brings him another troublesome contender to add to the internal battle raging inside him. But, there comes a point where everything begins to break down and his mind starts to fall apart; he's stuck trying to piece together the puzzle that he's losing himself in. He doesn't know who to trust, least of all himself, and it doesn't help that he's surrounded by the unknown on all sides. TW// swearing, sexual assault, violence, death, prostitution, and trauma

Jungkook's eyes were cold, piercing. "So, that's your game, huh? Whoring yourself out to married CEOs for a taste of power?" Taehyung's breath hitched, his hands trembling. "You really think I'd do that? After all this time?" Jungkook scoffed, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. "Don't play innocent, Taehyung. I've seen your kind-desperate, willing to spread your legs for anyone who can give you an advantage." Tears welled in Taehyung's eyes. "How can you say that?" His voice cracked. "You know me jungkook." "Clearly, I don't," Jungkook spat. "And it's sir to you. You've lost the right to say my name." Taehyung's heart shattered. "You'll regret this, Jungkook." His voice was barely a whisper, but the pain in it was deafening. Jungkook's jaw clenched, but he looked away. "I already regret ever trusting you." Taehyung watched him walk away, feeling his world crumble. The man he once admired was now a stranger, and the hurt cut deeper than any blade. - Jk top Tae bottom - No cheating No fuck boy top Vergin taekook Cute jk

"Please let her go, she is not well and she need me Taehyung please" he started crying "You don't understand," he pleaded, his eyes pleading for empathy. "Ji Ah is sick. She needs medical attention, she needs me." But Taehyung's expression remained impassive, his eyes cold and unyielding. "That's not my concern," he retorted dismissively, his voice dripping with disdain. Jungkook's heart sank at Taehyung's callous response. He couldn't believe that Taehyung could be so heartless, so indifferent to Ji Ah's suffering. Desperation clawed at him as he searched for the right words to make Taehyung understand. "Please," he implored, his voice cracking with emotion. "I'll do anything you want, just let Ji Ah go. She's innocent in all of this." But Taehyung remained unmoved, his resolve unshaken. "Sign the papers, Jungkook," he demanded, his tone final. "Or she stays with me." "Jungkook and Taehyung hated each other with everything in them. But when their families get involved, the two have no choice but to marry. Forced to get married to someone he sees as the devil, Jungkook is desperate- his sister's life is on the line. But as time goes on, he slowly begins to realize that there's more to Tae than he realizes. A story about love, understanding, and forgiveness. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, revealing layers of vulnerability beneath Taehyung's icy facade and awakening emotions Jungkook never knew he harbored. " Warning ⚠ this story may contain mature contents LGBTQ+ depressive suicidal if you have any problem with this content trust me this story is not for you!!!!

She tilted her head. "Jungkook," she started, testing the waters. "Do you... not like talking to people?" He blinked at her. "What?" "Like, you're really different with me," she pointed out, heart beating a little faster. "You're colder with everyone else." Jungkook looked at her for a long moment before scratching the back of his neck. "I just don't like wasting my time." "But you don't mind talking to me?" He scoffed. "No, I don't mind." Then, a beat later, softer-"I like talking to you." Her breath hitched. He held her gaze, waiting. And for the first time, she was the one looking away first. This was dangerous. Because now, she couldn't unsee it. Highest rank: #6 in fanfiction #2 in jungkookff #2 in parkjimjn #3 in kimseokjin #4 in minyoongi

"IAM COMING, AND THIS TIME I WILL NOT LET YOU LEAVE.. I WILL BURN THIS ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD DOWN UNTIL I GET YOU, AND I DONT CARE WHO GETS BURNT." __________________________________________ For eight years, Y/n has hidden from Kim Taehyung, the ruthless mafia king, building a new life with Jungkook, who has claimed her and her daughter as his own. But Taehyung uncovers a truth that could bring everything crashing down. Jungkook: "I kept thinking about you, wanting you, and it feels unfair. Why not? Why can't it be me?" Taehyung: "If anyone tried to snatch you from me, I would rip the world apart with my bare hands." Y/n: "I wish you were dead, Taehyung." As secrets unravel and old passions ignite, Y/n is forced to confront her past. Who will she choose, and what will it cost them all? __________________________________________ Note: This is Season 2 of the series. For the full experience, start with It Ends With Us Part 1. __________________________________________ Not much description about the story if you want to know more than read out. Stay stunned for lots of interesting twists!! And it's all imaginary.and purely my work. Hope you will like it. Written by ~•• taeq_ue••~

"Do you want to die?" The man's voice is barely controlled as he aims the baseball bat at your face. "Woah, woah, woah," Your eyes are wide as you step back, about to shit your pants. "Look, I didn't force him to come back, alright? If you want to kill someone, kill him." You point at Yoongi, who raises his eyebrows in disbelief. "What an amazing friend you are, Y/N," He says sarcastically as he raises his hands defensively. "Look, we can resolve this peacefully." "Actually, no, we can't," Taehyung frowns. "Not helping, Tae," Yoongi mutters. "Shit!" You yell as the bat swings towards your face. "No swearing!" Your best friend screeches as you feel the bat swinging towards your face - Nothing. You open your eyes slowly, cautiously, gaze moving to the man blocking the bat from hitting your face. "Miss me?" _______ He's back. He's free. And he's hotter than ever. Sequel to Sugar & Ocean Highest Ranking: #4

A Taekook fanfic Notorious fuckboy sets his eyes on straight-laced Mr. Perfect ... He stared at his eyes. It's like staring into a flowing, clear water. You get lost looking at it. His eyes are probably one of the most beautiful things in this world. And his smile. It's pure. It's intoxicating. He marveled at the beautiful creature in front him. And as he took him in, a feeling overwhelmed him. I want it all. He said to himself. He wants him. He's going to have him. One way or another, he's going to indulge himself with his beauty. ... "Give me his number" Taehyung commanded "What?" Jimin asked, confused. "Give. Me. His. Number" "Who?" "Jeon Jungkook." "NO!" "No?" Taehyung brought out his phone and showed Jimin the photo. Jimin's eyes widened. "Give me his number or everyone will see this." Jimin gulped. "Jimin, are you still there? Why is the door locked?" Yoongi called from outside the door. Taehyung turned. "That's blackmail." Jimin said. Taehyung smirked. "I know, babe." He arrogantly answered. Work of fiction Contains grammatical errors. Content/Trigger Warning: Mature speech, sexual assault, sexual violence, victim blaming, bullying, abuse, trauma etc.

{ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ} "You know what? I'm more than angry. I'm furious. You throw away my feelings like they're nothing. Like I'm nothing. And then you go and make out with my best friend." She stayed silent for a while. "Forget it. You don't have feelings for me. Forget it." "Taehyung, I do have feelings for you, it's just-" "No, you don't. If you did, then you wouldn't treat me like a paper bag, or like I'm just at your disposal." I was starting to lose my grip, my legs felt like jello and I could barely see her anymore. "Taehyung, you aren't just at my disposal. I really do-" "Forget-" "Taehyung." Her voice was stern and I stopped suddenly. "You don't see what I see. I see this amazing, charming and handsome man in front of me. I smile when thinking about you. I want to do everything in my power to make you happy, but it's just that I'm still figuring out my feelings for Jungkook too." She sighed. I paused and processed all of her words. Her words felt like rich velvet throughout my body, but my mind was racing. She still has to choose. She still doesn't have enough feelings for you to pick you. You're still not enough. "Until you're able to choose, I won't believe you." ☾☼☽☼☾☼☽☼☾☼☽ Contains mature themes such as gore, language, and slightly sexual interactions. Published: April 20th, 2018 Finished: April 9th, 2020 All Rights Reserved Anything remotely like another story is purely coincidental