SHOOT YOUR SHOT ;; TAEKOOK

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Tall.

Tanned.

Blonde.

Beautiful.

Angry.

Goddess.

That's what faced Taehyung. If it wasn't for her almost Medusa-like vibe, he would have thought her an angel. As it was, he expected her hair to morph into a mass of hissing, spitting snakes at any moment.

She looked really, really mad. Stunningly gorgeous, but mad.

And her scorched, fury filled honeyed eyes were trained right on him.

Taehyung took a precarious step backwards.

Jungkook was behind him somewhere, perhaps he could hide behind him, use him as a shield. He meant, needs must in some situations, right?

It's been nice knowing you, Jungkook.

The door clicked shut. Taehyung heard the bronze haired male sigh.

Footsteps approached him from behind. Behind was good. He was A-OK with behind. It's what was before him that made him want to turn tail with his would-be murder victim and bolt for Europe.

"While I'm sure that attitude serves you well on Chanel sale days, it is not appreciated, nor will it be tolerated in this house. Apologise, now."

Holy crap... angry Jungkook! That was a new one.

Taehyung felt Jungkook's right arm hook around his shoulder, over his collar bone and below his neck, bringing him backwards into him... flush against him.

Taehyung wanted to cling on and hide. Jungkook equalled safety, and he wanted the hell out of dodge.

"Oh fuck off with your chivalrous bullshit, Jungkook! Who the hell is he?" She spat, pointing a well manicured finger at him.

Her voice was melodic but filled with undertones of acid. Taehyung had no idea that was even possible. It was like a dangerous calling, drawing you in only to chew you out.

It was really quite frightening.

Jungkook's grip on him tightened as he placed a tender kiss to his temple, just before whispering, "Taehyung, why don't you go and get something to eat? I'll be with you shortly."

The brunette's head snapped round to face him, his eyes wide.

He wanted him to walk passed her? By himself? She looked like she wanted to eat him! And he liked living!

However, one look at Jungkook's beautiful features told him not to question, just to do. He wasn't the Jungkook he had always been privy to anymore, the Jungkook who had just given him the best week of his life, the kind Jungkook.

No.

He was tight jawed, frosty eyed and radiating ire Jungkook now. And the slightly alarming thing about that was how incredible he looked. The God was showing his wrath and boy was it awe worthy.