The collision was small.
Accidental.
Forgettable—
or at least it should have been.
Jeon Jungkook stumbled back, eyes wide, breath uneven, already apologizing before blame could exist.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, sincere and unaware, before turning away as if the moment meant nothing.
He didn’t look back.
Kim Taehyung stood frozen, anger dying on his tongue the instant he saw that face.
Innocent.
Soft.
Untouched by fear.
That was what broke something inside him.
He watched Jungkook disappear down the corridor, lips curling into a slow, unhinged smile.
“Run, little butterfly,” he murmured softly.
“Run.”
His voice lowered, calm and certain.
“I won’t chase you. Just wait… until I claim you.”This was never about love.
It was about possession.
About hearing him beg, watching his world shatter, and rebuilding it with himself at the center.
Whether Jungkook liked it or not no longer mattered.
Because collisions like this were never accidents.
They were warnings.
And the boy who walked
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