Velvet Cage (Taekook/Vkook)
Taehyung’s Pov
Jeon Jungkook | ???
Wear this.
Jungkook tossed the outfit on the bed. Silk. Black. No sleeves. Low neckline.
Kim Taehyung | Student
I'm not going anywhere.
I glared at him, sitting at the far corner of the room like a caged animal.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You are.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You’ll sit beside me tonight. Like you should.
Kim Taehyung | Student
What’s tonight?
Kim Taehyung | Student
Another one of your games?
He stepped closer. Knelt. Lifted my chin with two fingers, eyes gleaming.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
Tonight, baby… you meet the rest of the people who own pieces of your cage.
The dining hall was ridiculous.
Long wooden table. Crystal chandelier. Velvet chairs.
And five men already seated.
Each one turned as we walked in.
I froze.
Kim Seokjin.
The first one I saw that night. The one who cuffed me.
He smirked like he remembered the panic in my eyes.
Kim Namjoon.
Calm. Composed. A wine glass in his hand and something far more dangerous in his gaze.
Min Yoongi.
Silent. Eyes scanning me like I was paperwork. Like he was measuring the value of my breathing.
Jung Hoseok.
He smiled sweetly. I hated it most.
Because I remembered him dragging me into that house, whispering,
Jung Hoseok | Jungkook’s Right-hand
You’ll thank us one day, beauty.
And of course—Jeon Jungkook.
Sitting at the head of the table. Throne made of leather and secrets.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
Gentlemen
Jeon Jungkook | ???
Meet the boy I told you about.
Like I was a new painting in their gallery. I stood still. Trembling. Furious.
Jungkook said, patting the chair beside him.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
I said... Sit.
His tone dipped. Everyone fell silent.
Kim Namjoon | Jungkook’s BP
So, Taehyung...
Namjoon began, swirling his wine.
Kim Namjoon | Jungkook’s BP
How’s your first month in our little world?
Kim Taehyung | Student
You’re all insane.
Kim Taehyung | Student
You kidnapped me. This isn’t a world—it’s hell.
Min Yoongi | Jungkook’s Left-Hand
Hell, huh?
Min Yoongi | Jungkook’s Left-Hand
You’ve been fed, clothed, bathed. Sounds like luxury.
Kim Taehyung | Student
I had that before.
Jung Hoseok | Jungkook’s Right-hand
No.
Hoseok said, smiling with teeth,
Jung Hoseok | Jungkook’s Right-hand
You had money. Not safety.
Kim Taehyung | Student
Safety from what?!
Jeon Jungkook | ???
From the world that would’ve devoured you the moment your father dropped you,
Jungkook said calmly, slicing his steak.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
We just… got there first.
I tried to breathe. Tried not to cry.
But the pressure in my chest was a ticking bomb.
Kim Taehyung | Student
Why me?
Kim Seokjin | Jungkook’s assistant
Beacuse, He chose you.
Kim Namjoon | Jungkook’s BP
And when Jeon Jungkook chooses something…
Kim Namjoon | Jungkook’s BP
We make it untouchable.
Jung Hoseok | Jungkook’s Right-hand
Unreachable.
Min Yoongi | Jungkook’s Left-Hand
Unforgettable.
Kim Taehyung | Student
I’m not staying. I don’t care what delusions you’re all living in—I’m not your pet. I’m not your doll.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You're right,
Everyone looked confused—even me.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You’re not a pet.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You’re something far more precious.
He leaned in, lips to my ear.
Jeon Jungkook | ???
You’re my heart. And if I have to break it to make it mine…
Then baby—I’ll enjoy every crack.
The others just sat and watched. Smiling. Calm.
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