Till Death Do Us Part [Jungkook×Reader]

•53• Torture of Love

"Easy, easy!", he said while carrying those vessels back to the counter.

"It's not heavy!", she nagged trying to snatch those back from him.

"I bet they are not but still I don't want you to do anything like that.", he said turning around and wrapping his hands around her.

"Then, what shall I do?", she said while pouting at his stubbornness.

"Hmm, you just...", he said while locking her arms around his neck," stay with me.", he completed while standing there with her arms around his body.

She smiled sheepishly at his act and withdrew her arms.

"I don't even go to work now. It's so boring.", she said while tapping her fingers lazily on the kitchen counter.

"Cause my lady this is your second trimester, and remember right what doctor has told.", he said while doing the dishes.

"Yeah...", she said reminiscing the words doctor had told.

"You need to be very careful during these last months. It can lead to many complications seeing your medical history, and not only for the baby , it can even be hazardous for you. So, no painkillers, no anti-depressants and most importantly try to avoid anxiety and panic attacks."

He entered their room and looked around to find baby picture posters decorating the room. He smiled looking at the new posters in his hand.

"Let's get a place for you all now.", he sighed and rolled up his sleeves getting up on the stool.

He planted those posters while the sounds of shower water running told she was bathing. His smile never left his face as he continued to look at the baby pictures that had filled up the walls of their room.

Shallow breaths followed as she clutched on the sink while the shower was running empty.

"Breathe, breathe.", she whispered as sweat formed on her forehead and her shivering hands moved up removing her hair curls sticking on her face.

Her eyes gazed towards the blade on the side of the sink but she shook her head in negative as if disregarding the thoughts forming in her head.

Her mind screamed at her to hurt herself just like then.

Flashback to the Orphanage

"Keep your arms behind your back!", he ordered and tied her hands behind her back in a tight hold.

The ropes rubbed against her skin making it red and sore. Her eyes moved around in pure fear and anxiety as he entered her bathroom and returned back with something in his hand.

The silver thing shone as light hit against it. A blade.

He placed it against her neck making tears run down her eyes. Softly tracing in on her skin he stopped at her top only to cut it from the side and ripping it apart the next second.

"Let's have our playtime.", his devilish voice was followed by her screams as he slid the the blade making a fresh cut on her thigh.

"Ah! ", she cried out and screamed only to receive another cut on her other thigh.

Fresh blood trickled down her thighs making her shorts dirty with blood. His hands fiddled with her shorts removing them despite her struggles. Her bound hands could do much and she only sobbed hard as his slimy hands ran over her legs to her stomach.

Another scream erupted from her mouth when the blade slashed against her stomach making a cut. Blood trickled down like water and his lips touched and his tongue licked the spot tasting her blood.