Jungkook with apple

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The evening garden was bathed in the amber haze of sunset. Taehyung stood on the marble path, barefoot, feeling the cool stone—a man who had wandered too far from his world. The branches of the old apple tree reached out to him.

"You're not afraid of me," came a whisper from behind me. "You're afraid of your own desire."

Jungkook appeared silently. His skin shimmered like mother-of-pearl, and golden sparks danced in his pupils—a serpentine glint that was impossible to look away from. He held a red apple in his open palm. The fruit exuded a tart aroma, mingled with the scent of something forbidden.

"One bite, Taehyung," Jungkook's voice enveloped him, penetrating his skin, making his heart beat faster. "Just one. And you'll stop being a mere mortal, torn between fears."

Taehyung swallowed, feeling Jungkook's palm gently touch his cheek—cool, almost weightless. The snake leaned closer, his hot breath burning his skin.

"I will be your heaven and your hell. But I will never lie to you," he whispered, and an ancient melancholy was heard in his voice.

The apple landed in Taehyung's hand like a heavy, living ball. Jungkook stepped back, allowing him to make a choice. His smile was dangerous and beautiful.

"Take a bite," came the voice in the silence. "And stay with me forever."