"You are the knife I turn inside myself,
This is love."

Edited :: 10/05/24

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Third person POV

The bright sunlight that entered the room had the man stirred in his sleep. Blinking his eyes, the sleeping figure opened his eyes, groaning when the rays hit him in the face.

The petite figure pulled himself forward, naked body drowning in the sheets and comforter and a hiss escaped his lips when pain shot up to his abdomen, he smiled at the last night memories.

The man looked around himself, finding the space beside him empty, the bed sheets crumpled. He tucked the lone blonde strand behind his ears, cheeks flushing red at the remembrance of yesterday's episode, under the moonlight- his husband and him.

The blonde flushed visibly, giggling to himself as he picked up himself from inside the warmth of the duvets, pulling his husband's shirt over his figure. The male trailed out of the room.

With a small tuck of lips and bright cheeks, he limped forward toward the stairs, the private penthouse pretty and luxurious. Bare feet stepping against the stairs steps. He looked around himself.

"Jungkookie.." The male called out, morning voice deep and rough, the name came out as a mere whisper, as he cleared his throat and called louder.

"Love.." The voice resonated throughout the house, silence following. The male turned around worried to reach for his phone, he had left in the bedroom. When a familiar voice reached his ears;

A huge smile took over his lips, the worry slipping down and hearing his voice the first thing in the morning, raised butterflies in his tummy. The male pushed his hairs back, following the way the voice had come from.

His bare feet didn't make a sound as he trailed down the way going to the basement, the male looked around himself, the dark surrounding him terrorising for his inner child, heart beating a little too fast.

But he walked ahead without fear because his husband was there with him as he reached the wooden door, open but not enough to see inside. He tasted the name once again on his tongue.

"Jungkook.." He whispered, a little worried but his shoulders relaxed when heard a silly giggle from inside, the familiar voice calling him inside.

The male raised his palm pushing the wooden door open, face adorable with the sight of his wide boxy grin. He stepped inside, frowning when felt something under his bare skin, looking down, he froze.

Almond eyes widening as saucers, the hot crimson liquid pooling under his feet, as a gasp left his mouth, he flinched backward, shaking figure meeting the wooden door frame.

Looking up, he matched his sight with his husband's broad, muscular, naked back. The man gulped down the lump formed in his throat, he felt it hard to voice his words out.

"Jungkook.." The syllables that left his mouth were hardly audible, but the man felt shivers run down his spine when the other in front of him turned around, a sick smirk plastered over his face. Fingers playing with the dirty bloody knife, his face, his chest, his sole- the bare skin loving the feel of hot blood over them.

The man dressed in blood met his pretty husband's eyes, those orbs pooling with fear and terror, he giggled at his lover's expressions.

The charming smile taking over his lips looked blurred to the blonde, who felt his eyes burn with water as the other stepped forward, leaving the dead body on the dirty chair behind.

The man raised his hand, slipping his husband's caramel locks away from his forehead. His husband's touch and his husband's voice, which had caused butterflies to swing in his stomach, made the younger's stomach churned with fear.

"Yes, darling."

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The characters in the story are totally fiction, I don't spread hate toward any idol or any person, I am just using their names and faces for my story. It has nothing to do with the characters in real life.

Please note: English is not my first language, so there could be many grammatical mistakes, please ignore them.

The story would contain some triggering themes, which include :

BoyXboy
Taekook
Topkook
Bottomtae
Violence
Abuse
Angst
NO cheating

( If in future there is any triggering scene other then them I will inform you about them in advance )

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I request to whoever is reading this, please don't, DO NOT. Move forward without reading the WARNINGS, I am publishing this book after a whole two years.

Please don't move forward without reading the next chapter.

And tell me, if you liked this chapter?