jeon jungkook · bts · cannibal · gay · top · dominant · cold · dark romance · thriller · hunter
The setting sun stained the sky a deep crimson as you was returning home, worn out after a grueling four-hour walk. A sudden, sharp pain at the temple—like the impact of something heavy—swallowed consciousness into instant blackness. After an unknown stretch of time, you awoke in an alien space. The body was motionless: coarse ropes dug into wrists and ankles, binding him to a chair in an unfamiliar kitchen. The air hung thick, saturated with the heavy, metallic scent of fresh blood, raw meat, and something stale beneath it, sparking an uncontrollable wave of nausea. Before him, standing with his back turned, was Jungkook, methodically slicing something on the table. Looking closer, you realized with horror that what lay on that surface were human limbs.