quackyana

[quackyana]

the plot for you smell like love is really good. better than most plots on tumblr. are you a native english speaker?? if not then what's your mother tongue????

Really really really thank you for your comment (✿◠‿◠)

I'm not native speaker, I'm from India and my mother tongue is Hindi. 💖

[quackyana]

You Smell like love || 🥀:01 || JJK fanfic 🔞

🥀 "Feelings that come back are feelings that never left."

⚘ Pairing: Criminal jungkook X Lawyer reader.

⚘ Warning: 🔞The following content might be disturbing and not appropriate for some readers. Mention of blood, knife, killing etc could be found .

Summary: A young famous RJ found lifeless during her live show. Everyone heard her scream, including the RJ Jungkook; who was the only person present in that closed room. When every famous lawyers refused to take Jungkook's case then... Hwan YN aka his ex wife came forward To prove him innocent.

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Replacing a blood stained knife to his blue pen, he started writing down with his shaky hand.

May 10,

My father caught me cutting myself again, he took his hockey stick and he hit me 7 times, I counted. I screamed seven times and then groaned in pain for hours.

His room was dark, a black pitch dark. He didn't even bother to switch on the lights, didn't want to face the lifeless body lying on the floor, ruining his mattress with his blood, leaving a permanent mark on the floor and on his brain. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky. Moon was the witness of this night and his terrified look on his face.

For a good second he looked at the direction of his dad's dead body and then continued.

Diary, a little bird ruined my morning sleep. I wanted to sleep for a few more minutes but she woke me up with her annoying sound.

Suddenly his expressions changed to anger. He clenched his jaws, his heartbeat increased, tightening his grip on his pen he wrote next.

I took a fork lying on my table and stabbed that little annoying creature 7 seven times, I counted. Later served food to my dad with that same fork. He praised my cooking skills today :)

Turning his head to his father's lifeless body he murmured "You smell bad."

Dear Dairy, a small little kitten came inside my room through my window and started running away from me as soon as she saw me. She was scared of me and was the reason for my today's smile.

I smiled at her and cutted down her legs, now she can't run away from me.

Slowly a small smile formed on his dry pale lips as he recalled the feeling of 'power' he felt.

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//Present day//

You were looking boringly at the prosecutor, mentally thinking 'That's the sperm that won?'

She repeated herself again and again. Dedicated to prove your client guilty.

Prosecutor: "Suspect had keys, he knew where the money was, everyone trusted him. But he broke the trust and the lock too. He stole the money and killed the eye witness."

She stated to the judge and lifted her corner of the lip when her 'I already won' look eyes met yours. You ignored her and stood up from your seat professionally.

YN: "And why would someone break the lock if he has keys?"

Your one simple question crushed her 'I already won' look.

YN: "About murder, it happened in the afternoon and stealing took place in the midnight."

Looking directly in the prosecutor's eyes you continued.

"He stole the money in the night and killed the witness at noon? Why?"

Prosecutor: "About the keys he might have lost them somewhere, about the delay in murder he might scared at the moment--."

YN: "The keys, cops found from the key hanger, hanging perfectly as it should."

You showed the picture to the judge. He looked at your client for a good second after looking at the hanging key's picture."

Judge: "Do you have any other evidence against him?"

The Prosecutor shook her head but still protested "He is the 'only' suspect."

YN: "That's the cop's mistake not his."

*****

Jaemin: "You have twenty minutes."

A young boy with black jet hair and light brown eyes reminded him as soon as he saw him entering the studio.

Jungkook flashed his energetic smile and nodded his head.

Jaemin: Want coffee before the show?

He asked in his friendly tone.

Jungkook: I'll get it by myself.

After checking the time he slightly opened the radio studio, peeking inside he saw the female RJ hosting her live show with enthusiasm.

She was sitting on the big chair, bigger than her size. Only her back of the head was visible.

Slowly entered the room he sat on the sofa placed in the corner of the room. Without making any sound he took out his phone and started scrolling his SNS.

He still had a few minutes left when suddenly....

He heard a high pitched scream of the lady, sitting in the car.

He flinched and dropped her phone.

Sprinted towards her, he saw that lady's body...motionless.

"Crystle..." He called her name but no response.

Soon his expression changed into a panicked one.

He touched her arms and started shaking it.

But no response...

Soon he heard his and that girl's name from the group of people. All were panicked, tensed, confused but not more than him.

He placed her finger on her wrist..

He slowly looked at them and mouthed...

"She is no more..."

***

YN: "Honey I'm home."

You threw your bag in a random direction as soon as you entered.

You scoffed just after a second and murmured "Mf YN you are single now."

You chuckled at your own little drunk state while placing your heels neatly in the rack.

Looking at your heels lovingly you complimented

"You hurt me but still i can't walk without you."

YN: Pfftt sounds like my ex husband.

You didn't even change your clothes, just drop yourself on your fluffy bed.

Slowly taking out your phone you laid straight.

Your eyes widened when you saw the notification.

YN: "JUNGKOOK LIKED MY 3 MONTHS OLD PIC?"

YN: "Woah! YN he must be regretting right now."

Proud smile formed on your lips in the thought of your ex husband still misses you.

You took a screenshot and thought of framing it.

Slowly you drifted into a deep sleep.

That's the moment he was waiting for.

Without making any sound he opened your room's window and jumped in with an evil smile on his face covered with bruises and cut.

Indicative he is not a good man to invite at midnight through the room's window.

Cold breeze entered your room, squeezed your arms slightly in your sleep you murmured 'kook cuddles.'

The man didn't hear you. He injected the injection he always does. You hissed in sharp pain but didn't open your eyes.

His smile became creepier when he noticed you are in deep sleep now.

He bent towards you and sniffed your fragrance.

He whispered...

"You smell like love."

To Be Continued...