if perfection was a person, it would be him. in talent, skill, personality, looks, he had it all. new tabloids, videos, radios all polished his shiny record and made him look better. jeon jungkook. nobody could touch him.
nobody but you, not because you're at his level, baby no, if anything he'd be able to step on you. you could, because he wanted to touch every inch of you, every minute of every day. you're his mistress, his lover, his masterpiece, his muse, sculpted into a mold which he created for you to be his and his alone.
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disclaimer: this is a yandere story including descriptions of blood and gore, sexual themes, nonconsentual actions, stalking, obsessive behavior, ect. i am NOT condoning NOR am i romanticizing this kind of relationship. remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be done in reality. manipulation, toxicity, nonconsentual events, ect should NOT be normalized. if any of these are happening to you, get help. this isn't okay. read at your own risk. remember to stay safe everyone !!All Rights Reserved