From Ruin To Romance
Chapter-1
Jeon Jungkook
*Was awoken by a ringing beside his ear.*
Wait a minute, where did this ringtone come from?
Jeon Jungkook
*He woke up groggily and reached out his arm to pick up the phone. His arm had only just lifted when he felt an ache deep in his bones that woke him up.*
Jeon Jungkook
*By instinct, he opened his eyes. A pair of dark and cloudy irises trembled, as he scanned the dim room.*
Fuck, even if he slept on his arm for an entire night, how could it be this agonizing?
Jeon Jungkook
*The ringing stabbed his ears painfully, causing him to frown and click his tongue in annoyance. He struggled to pick up the phone.*
“Hello, sir. Our hotel’s checkout time is 12 o’clock in the afternoon, may I ask if you wish to prolong your stay?”📲
Looking at the decor in the room, Jungkook naturally knew this was a hotel.
Jeon Jungkook
*He closed his eyes and realised the pain wasn’t only in his arms. Even his waist and legs seemed to be paralysed.*
He replied, “Yes.”📲He hadn’t slept quite enough.
“As you wish, sir. But I’ll have to trouble you to come to the front desk to fill out some paperwork.”📲
Hanging up the phone, Jungkook thought that since his arm had already become this numb, if he were to maintain such a position any longer, his arm would truly become disabled.
Therefore, with much difficulty, he turned around and changed his posture.
This turn was unbearable.
The pain and ache from his lower body shot through him, from his head to his toes, causing him to grimace in misery.
At the same time, the scattered fragments of his memories from last night gradually returned.
Before he even had time to look over these memories, his sight fell on something that made his jaw drop in shock.
The pair of red underwear lying quietly on the wooden floor were the ones he’d bought this year— his zodiac year. Each pair cost 2,000 yuan.
No, this wasn’t the main point.
Beside his red underwear, there lay a pair of black underwear belonging to a man.
Chapter-2
Jeon Jungkook
*Instantly, his right arm touched something.*
Jungkook hardened his scalp and turned around.
A man was lying beside him.
The stranger had short and neat hair.
With his back facing him, Jungkook couldn’t see much apart from knowing that his back muscles were well-defined and he had a slender neck.
It was evident that the man regularly worked out and belonged with the group of people who trained their bodies; the type that were irresistible to both men and women.
However, Jungkook wasn’t in the mood to appreciate his muscles.
This man’s back was filled with several red marks, the kind where you only needed a look to know how it was formed.
Other parts of his skin were also covered with ambiguous marks.
His memories finally rushed back.
Although Jungkook was gay, he’d never done it with a man.
Last night, he hadn’t called for anyone, so this person couldn’t be a host from the night club.
It wasn’t a scoundrel from his group of friends either. Even if you gave them 80 more courage points, they still wouldn’t dare touch him.
It was much more impossible for it to be someone he picked up along the way. The bar was a place he frequented and many people knew him. Even if they were to pick up a corpse, they wouldn’t dare pick him up.
Who else had he met last night?
Jeon Jungkook
*A handsome face with distinct features abruptly took form in his mind.*
After recalling a certain scene, he seemed to have become frightened by his own thoughts—
Had he become dumb?
Scrutinizing this figure who was asking to be beaten, who else could it be apart from that bastard?
Jungkook felt his pain became increasingly unbearable, his heart was stuffy and annoyed.
All his emotions rushed to his head, turning his face red from anger.
He didn’t even feel like confirming his suspicions. Instead, he threw aside the blanket as he got off the bed.
Who knew that the moment he moved, the pain from his body would grow fiercer, stabbing straight into his brain.
Jeon Jungkook
💭I’ll fuck your mom!
Jeon Jungkook
*glanced at the ashtray by the side and comforted himself as he contemplated the fatality of such an object.*
Jeon Jungkook
💭Calm down. Jungkook, you definitely have to calm down. It’s nearly New Year’s Day, you couldn’t fucking spend it in jail.
At this moment, Jungkook truly wished he could calm down but reality wouldn’t allow it.
Therefore, he could only pick up the red underwear from the ground and put it back on in anger.
However, the ache assaulting his muscles was too great and his arms were trembling so much that he hadn’t finished putting on his clothes after half a day.
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“Where are you going?”
Chapter-3
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"Where are you going?"
A man’s deep and hoarse voice disrupted the peaceful silence.
He didn’t know when the person in bed had awakened and turned to look at him.
The man’s face adorned sharp eyebrows and distinct features. With one brow raised, his eyes carried a hint of careless doubt.
Jungkook’s stiffness only lasted for a moment.
In this life, he’d rather die than display any weakness in front of Kim Taehyung.
Jeon Jungkook
*He continued what he was doing while gritting his teeth*
“I’m going to buy a coffin for you. What kind of design would you prefer? Those with patterns or a darker colour?”
Kim Taehyung
*Laughed*
“Either one is fine… I thought you wanted to run away.”
Jeon Jungkook
*Widened his eyes*
“Run? I didn’t run, why would I run?”
Sitting up, Taehyung leaned forward and took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from a pocket of pants who knows where he got from.
Kim Taehyung
*He lit a stick up and inhaled deeply*
“You’re paying for the coffin, right? I’m broke.”
Jungkook was grimacing from the pain whereas this person could sit calmly and have a smoke.
Jeon Jungkook
“You can die in peace. No matter how many times you die, I’ll buy you enough,”
*Jungkook continued with a dark face.*
Kim Taehyung
“Wait a moment.” *spat out the cigarette in his mouth* “First, pay me the fee for this time. I’m afraid that you’ll run away.”
For a moment, Jungkook didn’t understand.
Jeon Jungkook
“Fee? Fee for what?”
Kim Taehyung
“Last night, didn’t you say you wanted to ‘sponsor’ me? What, after fucking me, you want to turn around and deny it?”
Jungkook finally remembered everything.
He recalled how he’d barged into the restroom after getting drunk from too many drinks.
Seeing Kim Taehyung in the restroom, he took out a black card from his wallet and threw it at him, creating a ruckus and saying he wanted to sponsor him.
Jeon Jungkook
*Burst out laughing from rage*
“Did I fuck you or did you fuck me?”
Kim Taehyung
*Shook the cigarette butt in his hands and glanced up*
“Did you feel good?”
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