LIGHT VS DARKNESS // taekook

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Taehyung's pov

I hurried my steps to follow jungkook outside the room, but something clicks inside my mind.

'Fuck! my powers?'

I signs watching jungkook already leaving the death room, I turned my heels before jogging back to the old hag.

My insides were boiling to curse him, but I couldn't. It would be regarded as impudence which in my opine was just spitting facts which that old body couldn't bear.

"Old father, when will my powers come back!" I asked in extra sweet sicking tune, I feel myself puking with the sweetness of it.

"It is 'holy' father, child! " He replies while grinding his teeth. We both were known of the fact that we hate each other, but what was more frustrating here, was the facade of respect that we both have to mask for each other.

"You are quite very old, I mean, no offence but you should be dead by now!" I internally giggles when his face reddens with humiliation, I know I will be grounded if he complained against me, so I again plasters a innocent smile

"You have maintained your health well!...." I quickly add, his anger getting a little placated

".....even with this huge dangling tummy of yours!" I continued, he coughs hysterically and I pursed my lips to contain my laughters.

I don't know why, but I never get along with any of the priests since my childhood. My mummy have to compell me to respect them because she also have this fetish of her that make her attracted with these old hags.

I mean, what is so good in this dangling belly?

Whatever.....

"Your respiratory health needs immediate check up, you know onces I have a friend who also coughs like you, another second blood starts coming out of his nose and then from his mouth and then whole body...." I acted like sobbing, his eyes were wide like sausages and I bit my inner cheeks to restrain myself from chuckling

"And then... "

"And then what? Offcoursely he dies!" I stated as a matter of fact, he was close to burst out in tears.

What a plaint old mind!

"Let's not talk about it, you know I have another friend who died of heart attack. I was also narrating him this story, and his face was resembling like you, he was also close to tearing up and then he clutches his heart and then...... " I sob louder, sniffing wildly while peeking out from my hands to see his reaction, he was clutching his stomach, a terrified look plastered on his saggy face.

I burst out into fit of laughters, but quickly covered it with coughs. He looks confused but still overpowered by anxiousness.

"And then.... "

"And then what! Offcoursely he also dies!" he teared up, his face muscles twitching as if he was trying his hard not to cry out loud.

"Now before you also die, tell me when will my powers come back?" I said listlessly, he quickly regains his stioc face before glaring at me,