𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

32.

The clock ticks and the sound of it just rings inside Y/n's ears,making her tap her foot insanely as she again waits for Jungkook to come back home,but he wasn't there yet again.

Her anxiety grows even more and more as each passing second tells her that he won't be coming back home anytime soon which make her get up from the table and walk out of the mansion.

Jungkook's men just gawk at her,as she roams her eyes at them.

"Do you guys know where's Jungkook?"

Passing each other hesistant glances,they shake their heads but she didn't believe them,she knew that they were aware of his location.

"Take me where he is right now—"

Before they all could say something,she perks up her eyebrow to let them know the warning.

"This is an order"

The bullets screech out of the gun,piercing through the heads of the people that were kneeled onto the floor in front of Jungkook as he keeps pulling the trigger again and again,blood pooling all over the floor as the bodies fall dead.

"Boss,is everything okay?"

One of his men,settled in the dark basement full of dead bodies lying around asks him,he throws his gun hard on the floor and just takes a seat onto the wooden chair at a distance.

"Leave me alone for sometime"

His men just nod,not wanting to anger him further not knowing why he was this disturbed and frustrated. They all leave as he just locks the door and sits at the chair,spreading his legs to just slump onto that wooden chair,the rotten smell of blood dominating his nostrils.

I can't seem to understand myself either that this feeling,this enormous feeling of missing her-is this love or just a mere attraction because i'm used to being bound with her now?

She says she doesn't likes it when I touch her-but how do I tell her that I miss to touch her,to pleasure her,to hear her calling my name to stop me—how do I tell her that whenever I look at her,my eyes never want to move anywhere else.

How they want to just study every single feature she owns,how she's made,how I want to put her in a museum and just look at her for the rest of the eternity—

All the things that I needed,everything that I wanted to feel by my someone special,she's the owner of those things and-and I kind of have a love-hate relation with that. Because she makes me feel things that I don't want to feel anymore but she does-and I let her.

She's like a natural drug for my anger,my pain,my trauma's,my panic,my anxiety-it's her. It's her existence,it's her voice. But how do I tell her? How do I make her understand all of this when i'm not even quite sure myself but even the thought of being without her,kills me.

A jarring knock startles him-making him groan in irritation but he doesn't replies. He just igbores it,not wanting to meddle whether it was his men or something,he didn't want to look at anyone for the rest of the night as Y/n's face floats around his mind.

The knocking doesn't stops but just becomes even more louder making him curse under his breath.

"Who the fuck is it! Didn't I order to leave me alone!"

The moment he yells,it falls silent. Again closing his eyes,he rests his head back against the support but a blaring sound of something breaking through the door makes him get up in a state of alert.

The door gets completely broken and taken down by one and only Y/n. Who had a massive axe in her hands,as she just stands in front of him with the most vicious expression over her face,meanwhile Jungkook was just-not being able to process what the hell just happened.