Jungkook (meet jibaro)

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The forest was unnaturally quiet. A jibaro—Taehyung—stood in the middle of the swampy marsh. His skin was completely golden, covered in golden ornaments, and his eyes seemed to absorb all the meager light. His body curved unnaturally, yet insanely beautifully.

He didn’t sing – it was a call, viscous and sweet, asking to throw off fatigue, just close your eyes and step into the warm mud.

Jungkook stood on the ground at the edge. His ears were packed tightly with cotton wool, making his own breath thunder in his skull. He watched as small birds fell from the branches into the water, no longer able to resist.

Taehyung turned his head. His lips didn't move, but the call grew stronger, turning into a crushing heaviness in his temples. Jungkook tasted a sweet tang on his tongue, like overripe berries. His fingers, white from the strength of his grip, clutched the hilt of his sword. He took a step back, feeling the muscles in his legs grow heavy, begging him to kneel and rest.

They stared at each other across the poisonous surface of the water: one the embodiment of peace, offering death, the other a tension clinging to life at the cost of pain. Jibaro continued to dance, trying to entice the man, but it was all in vain. Jungkook's voice, muffled and hoarse with tension, rang out like a shot in this artificial silence:

• I will not follow your call.

Jungkook met Jibaro