Pressed Petals Ep-3
Taehyung lay curled on the aesthetic sofa in the dimly lit hall, his breathing slow and soft like a lullaby whispered into the night.
The light from the table lamp cast faint golden bars across his delicate frame, the kind of glow that made him look almost ethereal—too fragile, too breakable.
Jungkook stood in the doorway, drenched in the stillness of midnight, his eyes locked on the sleeping figure.
He didn’t move, didn’t blink... just stood there watching. Something clawed in his chest, something irrational and consuming.
Jeon Jungkook
Why do you feel so familiar…?
He thought, a slow ache curling in his throat.
Jeon Jungkook
It’s maddening—like I could wait an entire lifetime just to be near you, and yet, not bear a second without you.
A bitter smirk twisted Jungkook’s lips.
Without a sound, he crossed the room and bent down. His arms slipped under Taehyung’s body effortlessly... he weighed almost nothing.
Taehyung
*He stirred faintly, his brows twitching in his sleep, but he didn’t wake. He was defenseless, trusting, and unaware.*
Jungkook held him closer than necessary, breathing in the soft scent clinging to Taehyung’s skin. It was intoxicating.
Jeon Jungkook
I burn for you.
He murmured under his breath, eyes narrowing as he carried him down the hallway.
Jeon Jungkook
*He pushed open the door to his bedroom and gently laid Taehyung on the silk sheets*
The contrast between them, pure softness and caged violence, made Jungkook’s fingers twitch. He stood over him, expression unreadable, gaze heavy.
Jeon Jungkook
*Sat on the sofa in front of his bed. His gaze fixed on Taehyung dangerously*
Jeon Jungkook
A week *he thought darkly, eyes trailing over Taehyung’s parted lips and the way his lashes fanned over his cheeks.* That’s all it’ll take. I’ll make you mine. Body, heart, soul. Everything.
Jeon Jungkook
And then... I’ll break you. Toss you aside like you were nothing.
Jeon Jungkook
Jeon Jungkook doesn’t use the same toy twice.❄️
Something inside him twisted, deeply and violently. He couldn’t tear his eyes off the boy lying in his bed, as if he belonged there—as if he was already claimed.
Taehyung turned slightly in his sleep, murmuring something incoherent, his hand brushing the pillow Jungkook usually slept on.
That simple motion felt like a dagger through Jungkook’s resolve.
That’s what Taehyung was.
Oblivious to the way danger hung over him like a shadow.
Oblivious to the dark promises curling in Jungkook’s chest.
And most of all—oblivious to what he was capable of doing.
The obsession wasn’t quiet anymore. It was roaring.
Taehyung woke with a jolt.
For a moment, he couldn’t breathe. The sheets were too soft. The air smelled different—rich, expensive, laced with something unmistakably male. Not his scent.
This wasn’t his room. This wasn't even his house.
He sat up slowly, every movement cautious. His eyes scanned the surroundings—walls painted in deep charcoals and greys, furniture sleek and cold like something out of a designer’s catalog.
There was no warmth here.
Taehyung
How did I end up here?
He remembered falling asleep on the sofa. He remembered exhaustion dragging him down. But everything else—the hours in between—was a blank void.
Before he could gather his thoughts, the door opened with a soft click.
Jeon Jungkook stepped inside.
He wore black. A fitted shirt, sleeves rolled up, veins visible on his forearms. He moved like a shadow, graceful and silent. And he was already smiling—casual, charming—but his eyes were anything but.
Jeon Jungkook
Awake already? *he asked, voice light.* You looked so peaceful, I almost didn’t want to disturb you.
Taehyung
W..Why am I here? *His mouth felt dry*
Jungkook set a tray down on the side table. Breakfast—perfectly arranged. Toast, fruit, eggs, and coffee.
Everything tailored. Everything too thoughtful.
Jeon Jungkook
You looked uncomfortable on the couch, *walking closer.* I thought MY BED might be better. 😏
His bed. The words echoed with weight.
Taehyung shifted away instinctively, though the motion was subtle. Jungkook noticed.
Jeon Jungkook
What? Scared of me now?
Taehyung
No! *He said too quickly.* I’m just… confused.
Jeon Jungkook
Confusion can be a beautiful thing.
Jungkook murmured, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Jeon Jungkook
It means your instincts are still alive. That’s good. It makes the game more fun.😏
Taehyung stared at him, unsure whether to speak or run.
Instead, he looked at the tray.
Taehyung
Thanks… for breakfast. But I should probably head home. (😓)
Jeon Jungkook
Home? *Let out a mocking laugh*
Taehyung
Yes *He said, jaw tightening*
Jeon Jungkook
You think I'd let you go back there? Not before you submit yourself to me❄️
Taehyung
*He said nothing*
Jungkook leaned in. Not touching him, but close enough for Taehyung to feel the pull, the pressure, the heat.
Jeon Jungkook
Have you already forgotten what I told you yesterday?
Taehyung’s heart began to race
Bits and pieces. Flashes. The sharp edge of Jungkook’s voice.
Taehyung
I..I have somewhere to be
Jeon Jungkook
*Grab his Jaw.. Not too tightly but firm enough to show who holds the power in that room*
Jeon Jungkook
You have nowhere to be but here❄️
Jeon Jungkook
Not until I throw you out!
Jeon Jungkook
And if you try to leave *he paused, tilting his head slightly* you’ll just end up right back where you are sitting.. In my bed.
Taehyung felt cold all over.
Taehyung
Why are you doing this? 😓
Jungkook leaned toward him, stopping just a breath away
Jeon Jungkook
Because I want you, And when I want something, I don’t wait. I take. I keep. I own! ❄️
Taehyung’s voice dropped, trembling.
Jeon Jungkook
*Jungkook whispered, leaning close to his ear* I break it
Taehyung
*Taehyung flinched.*
Jungkook stepped back, the intensity fading from his face like it was never there. The smile returned—harmless, casual.
Jeon Jungkook
Go ahead. Try to run. It’ll only make it more exciting.
Taehyung didn’t respond just walked towards the hall.
But as he stepped out into the hall, every nerve in his body was screaming.
Because whatever he’d stepped into—it wasn’t just dangerous.
And the more he looked back… The more terrified he was!
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𝚂𝙸𝚈𝙰𝚁𝙰 ♥️
are you sure sireeeeeee 😏
2025-06-08
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