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My breath was uneven, I could tell.
Whether or not it was because I was scared, surprised....or extremely turned on from the intensity of his stare.
I did not care.
I should....
But I don't.
I was insane...for this man.
That's probably why we get along so well.
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(Jimin's P/O/V)
It started on Saturday 14 December, 1985. My night was peaceful until I received a phone call around 7 pm. The hospital I worked at had decided to swap the shifts around due to confidential reasons that I wasn't, as a nurse, allowed to know.
That should have been my first clue that something was wrong. However, my naivety got the better of me and I just went along with it. No questions asked. I had been assigned to the late shift and also a new patient that I have never met before.
It wasn't that big of a deal that I didn't know this patient because many of the nurses have different times to visit certain patients. This one simply wasn't on my rota. He went by the name of Jeon Jungkook, aged 19. He was originally from Busan. Like me.
My first shift began at 9 pm this evening and ran on until 6 am. I wasn't sure where this feeling had come from, but something didn't feel right to me. That should have been my second hint.
My intuition was usually right.
(Time skip)
I made my way through the halls of the silent institute. The walls were bare and sounds of my reoccurring footsteps echoed through out the eerie silence. If I thought it was bad during the day it was nothing compared to this. It was like I was alone.
I rounded the corner. This was definitely the ward I was supposed to be on. I looked up to see a huge metal door that had a security lock as a key. Just what the hell is this guy? I read the instructions one more time before entering the password.
I knocked before I entered the dark cell. I could make out a figure hunched up in a chair before the automatic lights flickered on. It seems he was left in darkness any other time. Although, he didn't flinch....not one bit.
His gaze was focused on something else. The blank wall that was opposite him. His hair was a floppy mess but still he looked boyish. Almost innocent. He had been strapped to the chair and had been some what forced into a straight jacket going by the condition of it.
All in all....he was breath taking.
I paused in the middle of the doorway as he slowly turned his head towards me. I was frozen to the spot by the intensity of his gaze. I could tell he wasn't as innocent as he seemed. Something was seriously twisted about him. You could tell by just one look into those soulless eyes.
I averted my gaze after I had gathered my bearings again. However, the deep, menacing chuckle that erupted from him was an indication that I had well and truly fucked up. He knew a weakness of mine in the matter of a few minutes.
I quickly strode over to the table and grabbed his medication. Another indication that he must have been in a straight jacket for a while now. This man was dangerous.
"Hey cutie." I glanced over at the male to find that he was smirking at me. His eyes roaming my body, licking his lips as he shifted. It made me feel vulnerable under that predatory gaze. I may have been 'safe' but there was no doubt that I was the prey here.
I shook my head and decided to ignore him as I set out the medication that was needed. There was a lot. It wasn't stated what he was diagnosed with and to be honest. I really didn't want to know. I made my way over to him and lifted up the bottle of water I had brought with me to his lips.
"Take a sip but don't swallow." My voice came out shaky. I was nervous, but I couldn't let him get to me. He seemed to notice my predicament, however.
"Maybe I want to sip on something else, darling." He moved his tongue across the rim of the bottle, looking up at me with that same intensity. I scoffed and put the bottle down before crossing my arms.
"Then swallow the pills dry then for all I care."
"Don't want them. Don't need them." he threw his head back and stared at the ceiling. He bit his lip before squirming around again. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. Just what the fuck was he doing? I didn't have time to stop him as suddenly I felt my head slam against the floor and my vision blurred.
I gasped as the pain shot through my skull. By the time my vision cleared I realised he had completely removed his straight jacket and was now looming over me. I felt my blood run cold as I finally met his gaze. His smile was cynical yet seductive and he was stronger than he looked. I wasn't weak but I found myself losing all the strength I had. It's like...my body wanted this.
"D-Don't hurt me, please..."
"Why would I hurt you, cutie? I just want to have some fun," I gulped at his words. I was too scared to think about what he meant by that. I could scream...yet something stopped me. I shivered as a cold hand was placed lightly against my neck. "Besides...you want this as much as I do. I can tell."
I looked up at him in shock. Want this? Like fuck do I want this! Or at least that's what I wanted to think because my body wasn't listening to me and I could feel it reacting to this simple touch. He moved the hand from my neck down to the hem of my shirt. I whimpered as the cool touch contrasted with the heated skin of my torso. I squirmed to try and get free but one his fingers brushed along a perked nipple I was instant putty in his hand.
"A-Ahn...n-not there." he refused to listen and continued to stimulate it. Soft moans left my plump lips unwillingly as I gripped his bicep for support. The pleasure of the sensitivity was overwhelming and I could feel tears building. I knew that I shouldn't want this. I knew that yet I couldn't help myself.
"Stop? What ever for, cutie? You're having as much fun as I am." He chuckled at my vain attempts to stop him. He was right and I felt so weak because of it. I gripped the back of his neck and pulled him forward. His soft lips colliding with my own as I let out a sigh. I couldn't resist even though I wish I could. The kiss was far from gentle but it was exhilarating.
I slowly moved my free hand to his waistband. I couldn't hold back any longer and slipped it past the clothing to grip onto a toned ass cheek. He jerked his hips against me and I gasped at the surge of pleasure that came. I rutted against him and used my grip to push him down on me at the same time.
His laugh was maniacal as he yanked my trousers and underwear down in one go. He threw them across the room and spread my legs. I blushed heavily at the compromising position I was in. I tried to close them again but his grip kept them in place.
"Tut, tut. Be a good boy and keep them there for me, cutie." Jungkook pushed three fingers into his mouth and sucked on them until they were dripping wet. He moved one to my entrance and teased me. "This'll have to do. I don't have lube."
Once he entered a finger I groaned at the sudden intrusion. My back arching off the floor and a soft whine leaving my lips. It was uncomfortable but not exactly bad. He slowly began to move it and then added another. It hurt but I soon grew accustomed to it. With the last finger he pulled them out and spat on his hand.
"This is gonna hurt cutie so stay still." His voice was gentle but still I knew it wasn't up for discussion. He thrusted in about halfway before stopping to let me adjust. I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming out. It was too much of a risk to make any noise. He carried on once I had gotten use to it slightly until his hips was flush against my cheeks. I moved my arms up to wrap around his shoulders, my hands running through the brunette locks. I tugged slightly and earned a groan from those sinful lips. He was beautiful but I would never give him the satisfaction by telling him that.
"Move..please.." I moaned against his lips and wrapped my legs around his waist as he began moving at a slow pace, gradually gaining momentum as I loosened around him. Our breath began to increase in pace as Jungkook moved his hips at deliciously hard pace. In the back of my mind I knew this was wrong but I couldn't help it. This man was addictive and it felt so good.
"J-Jungkook~" I moaned against his ear which seemed to spur him on as his pace turned brutal but not enough to hurt too bad. I moved my hands down to his back and scratched his skin with my blunt nails. I was so close. "S-So close...Kookie~"
"Come, baby." he growled and kissed me immediately after, lifting my thighs higher so he could move at a faster pace. I arched again as I came over both of our torso's. My high pitched moan was muffled by his mouth as he too released inside of me. I shivered and gently set my legs down when he let go. He pulled out and landed on his back next to me.
"I never got your name, cutie." he turned to look at me and I smiled softly.
"It's Jimin." He nodded and held my waist, pulling me closer. I laid there in his arms. It was somewhat comforting.
For the first time in ages, I felt safe.