"you're just scared to go alone" I scoffed while Jungkook pull me like a weightless cadaver
it's highly favorable, if not for the man who likes to yank me, and if not for the destination he always drag me into
Jungkook has endless supplies of dagger manufactured from his dark - quite disturbing looking- eyes
whatever I do seems to drive him mad. And that's why I do it more. I find joy in testing people's patience.
I pulled at his bun to halt him to a stop
"what. the . fuck"
Well that tested my earlier theory. If ever I come into a situation where I have to defend myself from him, a single pull of his hair could do it
hair is women's weapon against man. They are always extra protective of their hair than women
I once cut William's hair when I was 7 just to spite him. Traumatized, he would try to do whatever I please after then. Any attempts of refusal would be met by this threat.
old habits don't die
"You're the most annoying woman I know"
"Glad your opinion have no value to me"
with every step, I feel his frustration seep out his chest
"You know what, I've got a fucking brilliant Idea. I'll request for your permanent residency here"
"you wouldn't" I gritted my teeth knowing this daredevil is crazy enough to do anything
"hmm... maybe I'll think about it"
"If that's the case, I'll reveal your location to the organization"
threat for threat, this is how we'll always work. We will always bare our teeth to each other, never to end but enough to immobile the opponent.
whoever spiritual being decided to fuse us, must have an end goal of letting only one to survive. We will never make it out together. Because even when the external endangerment perished, through the continuation of our affiliation, lay bare our fatal weakness.
weeks of knowing each other did little to erect any slightest bit of fellowship between us unlike his friends who are surprisingly easy to get along with. Even Yoongi who is as rigid as him was starting to adapt to my presence
If ever, our intolerable interactions nourished our passion to asphyxiate each other
We will kill each other before any other people harm us
"You wouldn't" he tightened his hold on my wrist. Not painful but compact that I can feel the hollowness of his palm pervaded by mine
"hmm...maybe I'll think about it"
he made an abrupt stop. My forehead bounced from his shoulder. I glare up at him "No, you wouldn't actually do that" there's self-assurance I'm not sure where he get from
I narrow my eyes, taken aback by the sudden inquisitive look from his eyes that I physically leaned back. Hoping that the distance would make me feel more submerged. It's not fun when your enemy announces their ability to predict you
I wish I could've been more exclusive, my inability to keep my mouth shot refrain me from having more privacy
in my defense, I only talk to people I've spend considerable time with. But to any person I consider unknown, you will never get me to talk even for civility.
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FanfictionYou woke up, welcomed by a man pointing a gun on your face with anger and curiosity obvious on his face, his lips parted as he speaks "I'll shoot in you three if you don't tell me who the fuck you are"
