🖤💜Redolence Of Yours💜🖤 (Taehyung×OC)

8. Jamais Vu

🖤💜: The faces become unknown, the memories become nightmares, the familiar warmth disappears. The heart yearns for a new remedy, for a new melody. 💜🖤

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"Hey...." His voice trailed off.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think this will work out between us?"

"What makes you doubt that?" She shifted her body closer to his, if that's even possible from where they currently were.

"Nothing, just...." He gently cupped her face and touched their foreheads together. "It's so perfect."

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"Something wrong?"

"No."

"Then why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm most definitely not." He replied without turning his face towards her and kept on polishing the weapon.

"Quit lying to yourself."

"No I'm not. You don't have to worry about every damn thing in the world."

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"Why.... " She couldn't recognize her own voice, neither the look in his eyes, not anymore.

"It's alright love! Everything is for the greater good!"

"I said why!!!!!!!" Holding the limp body of her friend close to her, she shouted at him, again.

"Quit being a little brat would you! I still have some time, come with me! I promise everything is gonna be perfect!"

"HELP! We need help here! Somebody!"

He dropped the blood covered wooden stick on the ground and giving her a last look of sheer disgust, disappeared in the darkness.

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"....Minho."

As soon as the name entered her brain, Sun could feel the world darkening around her.

Minho.

Her first love.

The one who taught her to live, the one who put some meaning to her prodigal existence; also the one who endangered her clan and gave her the finest taste of heartbreak and betrayal.

"Hey!"

Yoongi snapped a finger in front of her and brought her back to reality.

"I hate to say but this is not a time to have pretty flashbacks."

"Don't fucking test my patience."

Sun forcefully pushed him away and sat on the bed, holding her head with her palms. Keeping her raging emotions at bay, she asked in a cold tone, "What's with him?"

"There is a possibility that he's causing all these."

"Why him of all people, huh? Minho was not a ripper!"

"That's what confused me at first. Then I come across this."

Yoongi shoved his hand in his pocket and took out a tiny glass piece, decorated with multiple colours and asymmetrical designs. Sun widened her eyes as soon as she identified the object.

"Where did you find this?"

"Near the dead body. Victim must have struggled real hard."

The piece of necklace, which she once gave to Minho as the symbol of their love, was now in her hand glowing in the moonlight, broken.