•°𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬°• ~ Taekook + Vmin ~

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Taehyung flinched when the door to Jimin's place swung open on its own, revealing the inside, only, Taehyung couldn't see anything. Because the lights were fully switched off, making it resemble a black abyss waiting to swallow him up.

Ah, where has he felt this exact feeling before??

Oh yeah.

When he was late to meet Jungkook for their 'session'.

He hesitantly steps in, mumbling Jimin's name a few times in worry.

Instant regret washes over him as the door swings shut harshly behind him, a small click sounding, signaling to him that it was locked. He gulps. It was too late to turn back now.

"Jimin?? Where are you??"

He couldn't see anything. The only thing keeping him from running away was his detoriating trust in Jimin.

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His breath hitches .

The spacious and luxurious sitting room...that was always spick and span, as minimalistic and clean as possible.

It was absolutely destroyed.

Furniture tipped over, clothes and curtains messily strewn across the floor along with countless broken vases and glass objects that had been shattered, tossed against the wooden flooring with no trace of regard to mercy.

Taehyung's breathing grew heavy.

Someone must have broken in, unless it was Jimin himself who threw a fit of rage??

What could have possibly happened to him?

He closed his eyes to calm himself. There was an eerie feeling to the entire place that which he couldn't fathom. It felt like poison seeping through his veins, ushering him to run when he was unable.

And, despite the icy temperature of the place, a drop of sweat dripped down his temple, as if his insides were warning him of danger.

He suddenly yelps, as his arm his grabbed.

He stumbles over bits of broken glass, thankfully he was wearing shoes, as he's shoved against the wall.

And there before him, he sees Jimin.

But it wasn't Jimin as normal...

He was....different.

The innocent look about him was gone, as it had dissipated before him earlier in that day.

His glossy, pink, cleanly cut hair had been transformed into a metallic and shiny silver, captivating to the human eye. The long fringe that had half covered his eyes was now slicked back charmingly.

Ohhh god his eyes...his once soft, doe eyes had grown undeniably sharp, long, narrow and seductive instead of wide, innocent and cute. A smoky eye shadow-like look had been added to the corners of his eyes naturally through shadows, making him look absoulutely ravishing.

A few stray strands of hair fell forward, and a hand-- and by hand, I don't mean his usual small, cute, baby hand.

I mean a large, veiny, long fingered hand- adorned by silver rings on each finger, came up to brush them back-- only for them to sexily fall back yet again.

Taehyung gulped.

Jimin's visuals-- were now officially on Jungkook's level, so unreal that it was intimidating.

Seeing Taehyung gawking at him, cherry lips spread into a toothy smirk- showing sharp canines on either side of his perfectly straight incisors.

A smirk, that Taehyung had never seen on Jimin's face in their 10-year friendship.