♣️ Prologue ♣️
13 years ago
The afternoon sky was covered with dark grey clouds, hiding the sun, ready to burst any moment. The wind harshly collided with the trees as it passed through them, alarming the citizens about the approaching weather.
Everyone were busy doing their own thing. Some rushing back to work after their lunch break, some going back home and a few roaming aimlessly in the park, which was filled with laughter and giggles of small children's, running around with their friends.
But not everyone were having fun. In the far shady side of the tree, a small 5 year old boy, having a round chubby face, with crescent shaped eyes and pink plump lips was sitting there all alone, fiddling with his little fingers as he waited for his Eomma to come back.
He was told to sit here and wait while his mother talks to a client. She was a property dealer and was currently busy showing one of her customer a house near the park and told Jimin to sit here and wait. And being the obedient boy he is, he stayed there and waited for his mother to come back.
Jimin clutched his brown plushie towards his chest as he saw a figure of a young boy approach him. The boy looked around 9 years old, having his whole body covered with a large black hoodie along with black jeans and white timberlands.
As soon as he reached the younger, he crouched down and looked at the boy closely, observing his angelic features which attracted him and made him walk towards the younger sitting alone.
"Hello" the stranger waved at Jimin.
"H-hello Mr." Jimin mumbled as he looked at the tall boy in front of him.
"My name's Jeongguk, don't call me Mr." The older boy laughed, showing his bunny smile which made the younger giggle, appreciating the smile.
"O-okay, my name is J-jimin, park jimin" the boy replied stuttering a bit, not used to talking with strangers.
"What a cute name you have but I'll call you Minnie!"
Jimin smiled at the new name he received, showing his crescent eyes as he lightly giggled.
"Then Minnie will call you Ggukie"
"Okay Minnie" jeongguk replied as he lightly ruffled the boys hair, loving how soft and silly they felt, tangled within his fingers.
"So why is minnie sitting all alone in the park?"
"Oh I'm waiting for Eomma she went to work"
Jeongguk sat besides the small boy as he took the boys hand within his larger ones. Jimin being the innocent boy he is didn't think much of it and leaned his head towards the boys shoulder. The younger soon felt a warm hand crease his cheeks and brush away his blonde locks covering his forehead.
Jeongguk knew from the moment he saw the small boy he was drawn towards him, he could feel the innocence radiating out of the younger, as he admired his looks. It was quite obvious he would be having a beautiful, structured face when he grows up and within his mind, he didn't want anyone to witness that.
He felt a sudden urge to take the boy away and keep him for himself, locked up. For his age he was quite smarter than other boys and he was aware of his new found feelings towards the younger.
Unlike the other kids his age, jeongguk didn't possess a mind of a normal kid but he had wicked and dangerous thoughts revolving around his mind. When other kids thought about school and foot ball he thought about the deep red colour of blood. While other kids wanted to experience life jeongguk wanted to experience the thrill of killing a person and taking away a life, holding the power in his hands, the feeling of being above all, making everyone fear him.
It wasn't his fault for being like this, he was just raised like this. To say his family was fucked up would be an understatement. His mother was no longer there but his father was more or less a maniac. He showed Jeongguk how to crave for power, ruining his innocence and the life he could have at a very young age.
But Jeongguk didn't mind that now, yes he was scared at the beginning but now he loved it, he loved how he easily manipulate people by his innocent doe like eyes and a bunny smile and as soon as they reach a secluded area he would imediately glide his knife and carve on the human skin, till the person bled to death. He made sure to crave a small bunny on all his victim's.
Showing everyone who was responsible for this. And that's exactly what he wanted to do to the younger leaning against him. But the only difference was he wasn't craving for killing but he was craving to own the younger and keep him for himself.
"Minnie"
"Yes Ggukie?"
"Do you want something to remember me by?"
"Why you leaving Minnie" jimin asked as his eyes brimmed with unshed tears, not wanting to be left alone.
"No, not yet but I'll have to go but I want to give you something to remember me by if it's okay"
"Yes Ggukie you can"
Jeongguk smiled and reached inside his pocket taking out a small permanent tattoo. This was something his father had given to him. He had especially made it for Jeongguk as a present for following his steps. This wasn't an ordinary tattoo sticker, it consisted of elements which permanently carve the tattoo on your skin. The chemical was strong enough to absorb in the skin inside layer, preventing it to be removed.
"Come closer Minnie, I'll give you a tattoo, how does that sound"
"What if eomma gets angry at Minnie?" Jimin asked a bit hesitant, not wanting to anger his eomma.
"She won't baby, in fact she will protect you and shelter you from the outside world and I won't have to worry about you that much"
Jimin didn't understand what the boy was saying but agreed as soon as he saw the bunny like smile plastered on the boys face.
Jeongguk leaned forwards and perfectly aligned the tattoo near jimin right collar bone, near his neck and pressed it. He waited for a minute for the chemical to absorb fully into the younger's soft skin.
"Ggukie it hurts a bit" jimin said as he tried to take it off but was stopped as a hand harshly grabbed his small ones, preventing them to reach the desired spot.
"No just wait a bit more then it will be gone, I promise" jeongguk said and leaned down lightly pressing his moist lips against the younger's chubby cheeks which were now tinted with red as the boy giggled by the older's action.
Jeongguk finally pealed off the patch and admired the bunny sign now carved permanently on the younger's skin. He felt proud for owning a boy.
He slowly leaned down and landed a peck on top of his mark, the skin felt so soft and smooth between his lips, he wanted to bite and nib on the untainted skin, cover his neck with countless love bites, mark him but controlled himself not wanting to scare the younger. He slowly but passionately glided his wet tongue over the mark as he leaned back.
"It looks great baby, but I have to go I think your eomma is coming back" he said as pointed towards his mother.
"Okay bye Ggukie, I'll see you soon!"
"I'll see you soon muffin"
Jeongguk said and ran away from the small boy, but hiding near him.
"Oh jiminie, come here, let's go home" his mother said as she lifted the boy up in her arms and pecked his cheeks.
"Eomma I made a friend today!"
"Oh really, who was it" his mother smiled as she encouraged her son to talk.
"It was Ggukie! He even gave me a sticker" the boy giggled pointing towards his neck.
As soon as his mother's eyes landed on the newly formed tattoo she let out a scream as she saw the familiar symbol.
"No baby! Not you" she screamed as she hugged the boy and rushed back home. To keep her son safe.
"Oh you're soon going to be mine Minnie, I'll let your mother take care of you for a bit but I'll be back soon and I'll take you with me. Because you're mine and only mine, the mark will make sure to drive everyone away, I'll create the fear" Jeongguk devilishly whispered as he smirked following the figure of a women rushing to see where his baby lives.
"Soon muffin"
A/n
Hi guy!
It's here. This is just the prologue but the idea was in my mind since a long time. My previous book was mix of angst and fluff but I wanted one to be a bit of a psychotic side.
So I'm going to try something new.
Let's see how it comes out to be.
Vote and comment, let me know what you think about it. I really need feedback on this to see if I should continue it or not, if the idea is good or not.
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