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You’re all such amazing writers that I might as well just give you all my money, I mean, I would, you guys work so hard to get things out despite having your own schedules and personal life. So thank you! I was wondering if I could request where Jungkook kidnaps the reader, but after a while he becomes so dependent on her that the roles have switched. Like he gets nervous when she’s not showing enough attention on her and is pretty much emotionally fragile to the point of breaking down.
White Elephant
It was an accident. A textbook case of wrong time, wrong place. All YN had done was go to a party like every other person her age. How was she supposed to know that her harmless effort to talk to the loner sulking in the corner would be the first nail in her coffin?
The music was loud and the house was packed, sweaty, sticky bodies all pressed together in a single wasted mass. YN needed a break from the jumping and shouting to a song she cold barely even hear, the girl escaping into the nearly abandoned kitchen. Only two other people were there, some dude downing a bottle of water like his life depended on it and another man shrouded in the shadows, scrolling disinterestedly on his phone.
Water bottle dude leaves as soon as he’s done with his drink, diving back into the swing of the party. And then there were two. For the first few minutes, YN twiddled her thumbs, not quite sure what to do with herself. She felt incredibly awkward, entirely out of her comfort zone. But her mother’s words echo in her head.
“It’s college. Come out of your shell a bit,”
The girl clears her throat.
“So … cool part right?”
She cringes as soon as her words register. The hooded man doesn’t react, making YN’s skin flush brightly.
“Ah, that’s a dumb thing to say, isn’t it? I’m sorry. I just … um, nevermind,”
YN turns to leave, her hypothetical tail tucked between her legs. But before she can escape, the man speaks up.
“It’s shitty, to be honest,” he says.
YN stills. She hadn’t expected him to speak at all and certainly wouldn’t have guessed that his voice would be so melodic.
“So I’m not the only one who thinks so,” YN says, his words encouraging her to continue the conversation.
“There’s a reason I’m hiding out here,”
The man chuckles then, sweeping his hood off his head and ruffling his hair, smiling at her. For a moment, YN is completely flabbergasted, surprised by his stunning good lucks. His hair is on the long side, dark wispy locks curled at the end and brushing his lashes. His jawline is sharp and pronounced, a small scar on his cheek. He raises his hand, offering it to her.
“Jungkook,”
“Ah, I’m YN,” she says, taking his hand.
It’s warm, almost as hot as her cheeks.
For the rest of the night, the two chat in the kitchen, time flying by rapidly as they laugh and crack jokes, becoming fast friends.
But after the party, their friendship continues to deepen. At first, it’s the girl running into Jungkook every so often around campus. And then he appears in a few of her classes, taking the seat next to her with an innocent smile. And before YN knows it, she sees Jungkook every day. He practically never leaves her side, always coming up with an excuse to extend their time together for just ten more minutes.
And before she knows it, Jungkook has her hand in his, grinning at her, words falling from his lips.
“Marry me,”
“I - what?” YN asks, completely stunned.
It’s just a normal day like any other, the two friends hanging out at the local park, sitting on the swings and pushing themselves forward with the tips of their toes.
“Marry me,” he grasps her hand gently, looking her in the eyes with so much emotion a sick feeling rises up in YN’s stomach.
“You can’t be serious,” YN says, trying in vain to pull her hand away, “We’re not even dating,”
Jungkook tilts his head in the adorable way YN usually loves, but all it does now is send her heart speeding with fear.
“What are you talking about YN - ah? We’ve been dating for six months,”
YN tries harder to pull her hand away.“Jungkook this isn’t funny,”
The two of them haven’t ever gone on a single date, haven’t kissed once, hell they haven’t even known each other for six months!
“What isn’t funny? I’m not joking. Marry me. Please. You can’t say no. You can’t,”
With one more final pull, YN dashes away, ignoring Jungkook’s angered shouts calling her name.
And so she begins to ignore him, trying her hardest to avoid confrontation with the man. The space she has from him starts to shed light on the bizarre traits the man has that she ignored. The way he was always where she was, even if there was no way possible he should have known. The way he always insists they meet in places sparsely occupied by anyone else. The way he seemed to know every little thing about her even if she hadn’t told him.
How had she missed the signs? It’s obvious that something is very wrong with Jungkook, horribly wrong. But in her desperation for attention from somebody - anybody, she had closed a blind eye to every one of his red flags.
But who wouldn’t? Jungkook was gorgeous, incredibly talented, and somehow interested in her of all people.
She’d been the perfect sheep, the ideal victim.
But Jungkook wouldn’t make it easy for her. He quickly moved past calling her six hundred times a day to knocking on her door while she hid under her bedsheets, praying for him to go away. YN even tried to get the police involved but they turned her away, stating that she’s just paranoid.
But Jungkook has been pushed to his wit’s end. So one night when the hole in his heart has consumed him and left behind only anger and bitterness, he breaks into her apartment, standing over her, watching her sleep.
The man sighs, squatting beside her, brushing his long hair out of his face and running a finger down his beloved’s cheek, nearly shivering in delight.
Has long has it been since he’s touched her? The days and night seem to blur together into a single everlasting moment of suffering and loneliness. And so, selfishly, oh so selfishly, Jungkook slides the gleaming needle into her skin, watching her eyes blow open, covering her lovely mouth with his hand to mute her screams.
She struggles but is no match for Jungkook’s superior strength. Every second she weakens until her eyes once again flutter shut and she falls limp. Kissing her on the cheek, Jungkook hauls YN’s body over his shoulder, waltzing out of her apartment and into the darkness.
And when she wakes to his loving smile, beautiful face propped up on his hands, a ring on her fourth finger, all YN can do is cry. And cry and cry and cry.
And while her tears initially hurt Jungkook, he quickly grew annoyed.
“What is wrong with you?” he snaps after a solid week of YN despairing, “Shut the fuck up!”
His harsh words cause YN to gasp, biting her lip harshly to prevent more sobs from escaping. But her eyes water regardless, making Jungkook feel guilt.
Instantly he apologizes, gathering the handcuffed girl in his arms and cooing at her, smoothing her hair.
“I just love you so much. So so much. It’s driving me insane. Just love me back. That’s all I want. Love me back,”
YN does nothing but sniffle, relaxing in his hold for no reason other than pure exhaustion. Regardless Jungkook is exhilarated, her small moment of ingenuine affection making his heart soar. He doesn’t feel alone when he’s with her. He finally feels something other than pure desperation, total anguish.
But slowly, YN’s feeling of sadness and utter defeat morphs into bitterness and anger, the girl taking every moment to spew out how much she hates Jungkook with a passion. And every time, without fail Jungkook would crumple.
“You’re pretty fucking useless, you know that?” YN asks. Sitting crossed-legged on the large bed as she sucks on a grape popsicle, lips tinged purple, “I asked for strawberry,”
Jungkook’s lip wobbles.
“I - I know. It’s just that the store was out so I thought -”
“Stop thinking, Kookie, it’ll only get you in trouble,”
The man shuts up instantly, sniffing.
“You don’t want me to leave you, do you? I’m sure there are other men who are capable of at least getting me what I asked for,”
She twists the ring on her finger, beginning to slide it off.
“No!” Jungkook shouts, rushing to his feet, “Don’t! Please!”
“Did I say you could get up?” YN asks, cocking her head to the side.
Jungkook falls to his knees instantly, tears glistening in his pretty eyes.
“I’m sorry,”
“Come here,” YN demands, scooting to the edge of the bed.
He does so instantly, placing his head on the girl’s lap, desperate for her touch.
“I love you, you know that? You know how lucky you are? For me to love someone as awful as you?”
Jungkook nods, trembling, hesitantly reaching to grab YN’s hand, sighing when she lets him hold it. He fondles her ring, the cool metal comforting him.
“I know,”
“Good,” she says, kissing his head, “Never forget it,”
And in the end, the beast created a monster much worse than he could have ever imagined.
- 👀
It’s been a while. Enjoy!
Statements & Aspirations
Tagged by @lightninginabottle0613 @starrynightshade @fineosaur and @endlessnorth , thank you so much!
rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.
Air
i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn (I used to during the school year) / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me
Fire
i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing
Water
i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not word
Earth
i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life (I mean I’d like to think so)
Aether
i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork (both a pain sometimes and a joy) / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally
This was fun, albeit very late haha! I’ll tag @aryasbadbenergy @obsessivewriter @thelandofnothing @kelleesioverhere @baratheonstarks @celestialboyds and @fandomjuxtaposition , along with anyone else who wants to do it!