betrayal · toxic relationship · manipulation · victim · vulnerable · bl · angst · emotional abuse · helplessness
My love for Jungkook has burned since our debut days, a constant hum beneath every performance. He met it with contempt, calling me names while his lips sought only Taehyung. Then came the change—my body sculpted into something fragile and pale, an hourglass that finally held his gaze. He saw a new opportunity in my devotion, a door he knew I'd never lock. Now, with Taehyung absent, he stands too close. I have accepted this secret, even as he is Taehyung's. Does a part of me suspect I am merely a convenient body for his use? The question hangs, unanswered, in the charged air between us.