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You have inflicted yourself in my brain like a parasite and just like a parasite I don't like you, I don't want you but the only difference is, while I'll run away from a parasite I can't help but get drawn to the one called you.
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JJungkook leaned against the door once he closed it, reliving his posture just now on the other side. He took out a pack of cigars from his pocket, lit it up. Ignoring the shocked look of both Carlos and the guy who’s name he still has to be educated about. it’s almost comical how they both are standing there gaping at him with a very small hint of bruise on both their faces.
After taking a drag and slowly almost painfully blowing it out of his system, Jungkook glances at the two.
“You done exercising your authority on a kid A decade younger than you, Carly? Don't you think that’s humiliating even for you? let the boy go” Jungkook spoke casually like he was discussing the weather, the minions behind the Mexican gulp and glance at Carlos.
If Carlos was annoyed by command to let his prey go, he didn't show it, just scoffed at taehyung, shoving him away by his collar.
“I’m not done with you yet, Taehyung. This ain't over”
Taehyung snorted, taking out A white handkerchief and shaking it in the air.
“Oh How kind of you Lord Carlos” Taehyung mocks, dramatically wiping his tears. angering the ginger headed even more. it seemed like Carlos was ready to smash him like rohit shetty smashes cars in his movies but he held it in, stalking towards Jungkook.
“Tryna Play The Hero jeon?” Carlos stood in front of him puffing his chest, making himself bigger in front of Jungkook. His irritation laced in his tone, borderline like one wrong button and he'll explode.
Meanwhile, Taehyung on the other hand cleaned his face, licking the blood that came out of his busted lips. He dodged the second punch but damn the first one hurted like a bitch.
Jungkook Scrunches his nose at the stinky smell of cheese and Greasy junk food before smiling, his warning hiding behind the curves of his sickenly sweet smile.
“Heroes are overrated and considering the things I do, I'm far from a hero But I know where to draw the line and that—” he points his thumb towards Taehyung without sparing him a glance at him, who looked at them with boredom. “Goes above the red line of mine for the amount of shits I tolerate around me” Bullshit.
