Jungkook lies asleep, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. The moon casts a silver glow over his peaceful face, illuminating the soft curves of his lips. A figure stands in the shadows, watching Jungkook with an intensity that makes the air feel thick. "My beautiful Kook," the figure whispers, their voice barely audible. "You have no idea how much I adore you." The figure's eyes roam over Jungkook's body, drinking in the sight of him. Time ticks by, and the figure remains frozen, mesmerized by Jungkook's slumber.
But then, without warning, the figure kneels down beside Jungkook's bed. Their hands move with a quiet reverence, reaching for something in their pocket. "A small gift for my delicate butterfly ," the figure murmurs, a delicate anklet slipping into their palm. They gently wrap it around Jungkook's ankle, The metal clicks softly into place, and the figure's lips curve into a tender smile. "Perfect," they whisper. They lean forward, their mouth brushing against Jungkook's heel in a soft, fleeting kiss. "I love you, Jungkook," the figure whispers, their breath caressing Jungkook's skin.
"Sleep tight, beautiful, i don't want to leave, seeing You like this soothes my heart, but i can't stay But i promise lII come tomorrow," he whispered. The figure straightens, their eyes lingering on Jungkook's face for a moment before they turn and slip away into the darkness, leaving Jungkook to sleep, unaware of the secret admiration that watches over him.
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Jungkook's eyes fluttered open, and he stretched, feeling a sense of refreshment wash over him. But as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, his foot touched the floor, and he felt something unfamiliar around his ankle. He looked down, and his eyes widened in horror as he took in the sight of the delicate anklet wrapped around his ankle The golden chain sparkled in the dim light, and the tiny pendant in the shape of a butterfly seemed to slither around his ankle, making his skin crawl.
"What the...?" he muttered, his voice shaking with fear. His hands instinctively reached down to touch it, his fingers tracing the intricate design. A gasp escaped his lips as he felt a wave of fear wash over him. The anklet seemed to be pulling him down, suffocating him with its presence. "Who could have done this?" Jungkook demanded aloud, his voice rising in anger. "And how did they get into my room?" He looked around, but everything seemed normal. The door was locked, the windows were closed, and there was no sign of forced entry.
Jungkook's face darkened with anger as he realized that his secret stalker had finally crossed a line. It had started with small things - chocolates sent to his address, mysterious messages on his social media accounts, strange phone calls in the dead of night. But this? This was a blatant invasion of his personal space, a clear disregard for his boundaries.Jungkook's hands clenched into fists as he felt a surge of adrenaline course through his veins
He was determined to find out who was behind this and put a stop to it once and for all. He took a deep breath, his mind racing with possibilities. "I'll start by reviewing the security footage," he thought to himself. "And then... 'I make sure that whoever did this pay for it." He felt a sense of resolve wash over him, and he knew that he would do whatever it took to protect himself and his privacy Jungkook stood up, his eyes blazing with determination. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of scissors.
With a swift motion, he cut the anklet off his ankle, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He looked at the anklet in his hand, his eyes narrowing in anger. "You're going to pay for this," he whispered, his voice cold and menacing. "'I'll make sure of it." Jungkook's eyes scanned the security footage with an intensity that bordered on desperation, his mind racing with anticipation as he fast-forwarded through the hours. The grainy images flickered across the screen, a never-ending parade of empty hallways and deserted corridors.
"How is it possible? There are no signs of someone sneaking inside, and then how did the stalker come inside." Jungkook cursed under his breath, his mind scowling in confusion. How could the stalker escape detection? He was sure he had hidden the fact that he had installed CCTV cameras. No one knew except... Taehyung The thought whispered in Jungkook's mind, a hint of suspicion that he quickly pushed away. No, it couldn't be Taehyung. He was his friend, his confidant.
On top, Taehyung was so innocent and Timid ,no, it couldn't be him, maybe that stalker had heard him or seen him installing the cameras. Jungkook shook his head, clearing the doubts from his mind. He needed to focus on finding the real stalker, not accusing his innocent friend.———
Flashback ~
Jungkook walked into his classroom, his eyes scanning the room for familiar faces. But what caught his attention was a group of students surrounding a lone figure, their faces twisted in cruel grins. Jungkook's eyes narrowed as he watched the scene unfold. The lone figure, a boy with piercing brown eyes and raven-black hair, stood frozen, his eyes fixed on the ground. Jungkook's anger simmered just below the surface as he strode towards the group.
He had always hated bullies, and the sight of someone being tormented sparked something within him. "Hey,back off!" Jungkook growled, his fist clenched and ready to strike. The group turned to face him, their eyes flashing with hostility. Siwon, the ringleader, sneered at Jungkook. "Or what? You'll fight us?" he taunted, but Jungkook didn't hesitate. He launched a tight fist at Siwon, making him stumble back. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the air, and Mark, another bully, tried to intervene, but Jungkook was too quick. He kicked Mark in the stomach, making him double over in pain.
"Leave him alone, Jungkook warned, his eyes flashing with anger. His chest heaved with exertion, but his voice was steady and firm. "If I see you guys bothering him again, there will be consequences." The bullies backed off, intimidated by Jungkook's fierce defense. Jungkook turned to the boy, who was still standing frozen, his eyes fixed on the ground. Jungkook's anger dissipated as he looked at the boy's pale face, and his heart went out to him. He knew what it was like to feel vulnerable and scared.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jungkook asked softly, his voice gentle and soothing. He reached out a hand and touched the boy's arm, his fingers wrapping around it in a comforting gesture. The boy nodded slowly, still not meeting Jungkook's eyes: Jungkook's grip on his arm tightened, a silent comfort. After a while, Jungkook asked in a soft voice, "What is your name?" The boy flinched for a moment, but he composed himself and muttered in a low whisper, "T-Taehyung"
......tbc....
The new short series.... the full oneshot is uploaded on my YouTube channel: taekookff_verse if anyone wants to check out ... it just has 16 parts that I'll be uploading daily!
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