In the realm of shadows and secrets, where darkness reigned supreme, there existed a kingdom ruled by a king unlike any other. Jeon Jungkook, a figure shrouded in mystery and menace, ascended the throne with an iron grip, his every whim law, and his...
As Jungkook entered their room, his presence filled the space with an air of tension and apprehension. Y/n's heart skipped a beat as she watched him, her body tensing with the weight of his gaze.
With swift, purposeful movements, Jungkook made his way to the wash basin, his every action calculated and precise. Y/n watched in silence as he cleansed himself of the blood and grime that clung to his skin, the water running red with the evidence of his brutality.
*imagine the bathroom like this.
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Once he had finished, Jungkook turned to face Y/n, his expression unreadable as he fixed his gaze upon her. He walked to her wearing only a bathrobe for a king, droplets of water are still evident tru his hair. "Why did you go to the dungeon?" Jungkook's voice broke the silence, his tone low and dangerous.
Y/n swallowed hard, her throat dry with fear as she struggled to find the words to answer him. "I-I heard... I heard the commotion," she began, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to see what was happening."
Jungkook's eyes narrowed at her response, his features hardening with displeasure. "You disobeyed my orders," he stated, his voice cold and unforgiving. "You put yourself in danger."
Y/n lowered her gaze, a sense of shame washing over her as she faced the consequences of her actions. She knew that she had crossed a line, and that she would have to face the consequences of her defiance.
"I'm sorry my lord," she whispered, her voice barely audible in the silence of the room. "I won't do it again."
"Sorry isnt enough my queen said jungkook. You should be punish."
Y/n heart sank at Jungkook's words, her pulse quickening with fear as she braced herself for the punishment that awaited her.
As Jungkook advanced towards her, his presence looming over her like a dark cloud, Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine. There was no escaping his wrath, no pleading for mercy in the face of his unyielding judgment. He gently touch her waist with unreadable expression.
With a trembling voice, Y/n spoke, her words barely above a whisper as she prepared herself for the inevitable.
"What punishment, my king?" she asked, her voice quavering with apprehension.
Jungkook's eyes bore into hers, his gaze unwavering as he considered her question. In that moment, Y/n felt as though she were standing on the precipice of a precipice, teetering on the edge of oblivion as she awaited his verdict.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Jungkook spoke, his voice a low rumble that sent a chill down her spine.
"Follow me" he said, his tone devoid of emotion. "To a place where disobedience is met with swift and merciless punishment."
