Sometimes death comes for us, and sometimes he doesn't mean to.
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This is a work of fiction. I do n...
𒊹︎ Taehyung stood there bewildered, slightly annoyed, but immensely impressed. You had really surprised him and he found himself becoming intrigued, genuinely intrigued.
He started walking down the desolate street when he suddenly felt his phone ring, cutting him off from his train of thought. He picked the small device from his pocket and sighed at the caller ID.
"Hello." He answered blankly, not wanting to have the conversation he knew this would spiral into.
"Taehyung!" The voice boomed from the other side. "Did you do what I asked? What's taking you so long?"
"No, I didn't. They got away." There was a pause on the other side of the line, both men trying to compose themselves.
"How."
"They had a car, and they had Jungkook. There wasn't much I could do, especially with him around." He excused, trying to make the other understand the stress of the situation.
"I......HOW COULD YOU LET THEM GET AWAY YOU-"
*beep* *beep*
Taehyung let the phone go dead, shoving the thing back into his pocket. He released his fire coloured wings and moved them with force, following his targets into the tunnel.
Meanwhile...
You had finally regained consciousness and painfully opened your eyes. You were confused when you were met with the lush greens of the forest and tree roots bigger than your apartment doorway.
"Ow, my head." You mumbled in pain, sitting up slightly on your elbows. The ground was slightly damp, making your arms and hands dirty as you pushed yourself up.
