Whispers Of The Cursed [TaeJin, JiKook]

"Kiss?!"

"Stay a little longer... Just like this," Jungkook murmured, his breath warm against Jin’s skin.

Panic flared in Jin’s chest as he realized what was happening. "Have you lost...!" Jin tried to push Jungkook away, his heart racing with fear.

But before he could say more, Jungkook placed a finger against Jin’s lips, silencing him. "Shhh..." Jungkook whispered, his eyes dark with desire.

Without another word, Jungkook gently pushed Jin down into the bed, his body pressing against him. His lips found Jin's neck, kissing softly at first, but quickly growing more intense. His hands roamed over Jin's body, and Jin, despite the fear twisting inside him, found himself unable to move.

Jungkook's kisses become more forceful, and Jin’s heart screamed in protest. He wasn’t' enjoying this—his body was tense, his mind filled with confusion and dread. But his voice failed him, his body frozen in place as Jungkook’s lips moved closer to his own.

Jin's lips began to tremble, his eyes squeezing shut as Jungkook leaned in to kiss him. He could feel the heat of Jungkook’s breath against his skin, and just as their lips were about to meet, Jin's mind flashed with a vision—the same eerie face of the ghostly woman had seen Hoseok earlier.

Her sunken eyes and pale skin sent a shiver down his spine, her menacing smile filling him with paralyzing fear.

In an instant, Jin’s heart began to race. Panic surged through him, and without thinking, he pushed Jungkook away with all his strength. His body shook as he stumbled out of the room, breathless and terrified, his mind consumed by the ghostly vision.

Jungkook, caught off guard, stared after him, confusion and hurt crossing his face, but Jin didn’t look back. He rushed down the hall, his feet barely carrying him as he searched for the only person who might understand his fear—Hoseok.

Jin found Hoseok sitting quietly in his room, a worried expression on his face as if sensing something was wrong. Without hesitation, Jin collapsed into Hoseok’s arms, clutching him tightly, his entire body trembling.

“Please forgive me, hyung…” Jin’s voice cracked, his tears falling uncontrollably. “I didn’t trust your words before. I thought it was all just in your head, but now… now I’ve seen it too. That terrifying face…” Jin’s words tumbled out, his sobs making it hard to speak. His whole body shook with the weight of fear.

Hoseok pulled Jin closer, his arms wrapping protectively around him. His eyes widened in shock at Jin’s confession. “Did you… did you also see that terrifying woman?” Hoseok’s voice wavered, laced with both fear and concern.

Jin nodded frantically, burying his face in Hoseok’s shoulder. “I had told you to stay away from Jungkook,” Hoseok continued, his voice now more worried. “Why were you with him? And… did anything happen between you two?” Hoseok pulled back slightly to look at Jin’s face, concern etched into every line.

“He grabbed me… and I didn’t know what to do,” Jin stammered, trying to catch his breath. “Then the situation escalated. It… it became so intense, and he was about to kiss me when—” Jin’s voice broke off, unable to finish the thought as the memory of the ghostly face resurfaced in his mind.

Just then, the shaman, Jimin, entered the room, his calm presence a stark contrast to the chaos in Jin’s heart. “Forgive me if I’ve come at the wrong time,” Jimin said softly, sensing the tension in the room.

Hoseok shook his head quickly. “No, no, please come in. There’s something important I need to tell you,” Hoseok said, his voice urgent. “That horrifying face appeared to my omega brother too.”

The shaman’s eyes darkened with concern. “What happened? What did you see that made you encounter that face?” Jimin asked, turning his gaze toward Jin.

Jin hesitated, his heart heavy with fear and guilt. His voice came out shaky as he tried to explain. “That… when I was leaving the room, Hyung's brother-in-law—Jungkook—he tried to get… intimate with me,” Jin admitted, his face flushing with both shame and confusion. “And… things escalated to the point where he was about to kiss me. So, I closed my eyes, hoping it would all stop, and that’s when I saw her—the terrifying woman. Her face…” Jin trailed off, unable to describe the haunting image.

Jimin’s expression softened with empathy as he listened, his eyes filled with understanding. “I see…” he said quietly, taking in Jin’s words. “Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me this. It sounds like the spirits are disturbed, and they’re showing themselves at moments of heightened emotion.”

Jimin nodded slowly, a thoughtful look crossing his face. “I’m preparing for the night rituals as we speak,” he explained. “It’s important that both of you come to the temple with everyone. And make sure to ask your brother-in-law, Jungkook, to join us as well. The spirits seem to be drawn to him too.”

Hoseok glanced at Jin, his expression still full of concern. “Yes, we’ll be there soon. I’ll make sure Jungkook comes with us,” he assured the shaman.

“Good,” Jimin said, offering them a small, reassuring smile. “See you both at the temple.”

With that, the shaman left the room, leaving Jin with the heavy weight of the conversation still hanging over him. He stood there for a moment, his mind swirling with the events of the past few hours. The guilt, the confusion, and the terror all warred inside him, making it hard to breathe.

“I should take a bath before we go…” Jin mumbled, more to himself than to Hoseok.

Hoseok gave him a gentle nod, his eyes full of understanding. “Take your time, Jin. We’ll handle this together,” he said softly, giving his brother one last hug before Jin left the room.

Jin walked slowly to the bathroom, his heart still heavy with fear. As he bathed, the warm water did little to soothe the ache in his chest. The ghostly woman’s face kept flashing in his mind, a reminder of the danger he felt growing closer.

Jin walked back into the room after his bath, drying his damp hair, only to see Jungkook sitting on the edge of the bed, glaring at him with a fiery intensity. Before Jin could even speak, Jungkook stood up abruptly, storming over to the door. With a loud bang, he slammed it shut, the force making Jin flinch.

Startled, Jin froze in place, his heart racing as the tension in the room thickened. Jungkook’s eyes were burning with something darker than anger—something unsettling that made Jin’s chest tighten with fear.

Jungkook's hand grabbed Jin's wrist tightly, shoving him against the wall with a sharp glare. His voice was low and full of anger as he hissed, "You think you're something? An Omega like you, standing with your legs spread for me behind my back, and now you dare to refuse me?"

Jin winced at the harshness of Jungkook's words, his heart racing as he tried to process the sudden aggression. Tears welled up in his eyes, but Jungkook wasn’t done.

"You know we’re getting married, right? So mentally prepare yourself," Jungkook sneered, his tone cold and unforgiving. "Stop throwing tantrums and accept it."

Jin’s breath hitched, his mind spinning as he tried to find his voice. This wasn’t the Jungkook he once knew.

Jin's voice trembled as his eyes filled with tears. "When you were about to kiss me, I saw her—just like Hoseok hyung did. That scary-faced woman."

Jungkook frowned, his frustration turning into disbelief. "What? What nonsense are you talking about now?"

"This is true!" Jin insisted, his voice breaking. "Something is wrong, or something bad is going to happen. I don't know who that dreadful woman is, but I saw her."

Jungkook's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes dark with confidence. "Alright, if that's the case, let me kiss you, and we'll see what happens."

"Kiss?!" Jin echoed, his heart pounding in his chest.