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The constant noise of the pen hitting onto the table merely began to irritate every other individual in the room. Taehyung was unaware of the amount of noise he was making and also ignorant towards how everyone in the room were reacting. He had his chin rested on the palm of his hand, his body slouched while his eyes were locked with the view outside the building.
Taehyung was extremely bored.
It wasn't only after a few seconds that Namjoon cleared his throat, however still not grabbing the boys' attention to which, he finally called out his name. Taehyung's shoulders visually jolted up indicating the slight shock he had felt. His head shot towards Namjoon who had his arms crossed over his chest and his eyebrows raised. Taehyung quickly got the message and nodded. Namjoon continued with his speech and Taehyung continued to ignore every word.
By the end of the presentation, Taehyung was clearly told not to leave as he had a 'errand' to run. Silence loomed in the room, Taehyung was awkwardly shuffling in his seat as Namjoon paced around the room with his hands clasped behind his back. Taehyung cleared his throat making the older freeze instantly, sharply snapping his head towards Taehyung, his eyes filled with fear which confused Taehyung.
"Taehyung." He spoke, his voice laced with concern.
Taehyung's response was to raise his eyebrows giving Namjoon the indication he was listening, to this, Namjoon took in a deep breath before pulling up a chair opposite Taehyung. He clasped his hands together resting them on the table as he realised a shaky breath.
"Na-"
"Listen." Namjoon spoke ahead, his dark eyes shooting up to meet Taehyung's confused gaze.
"I need you to do something for me."
Taehyung nodded.
"I need you to kill someone for me."
Taehyung's eyes suddenly grew wide, his mouth slightly gaped open, his body went limp as his mouth went dry. He searched the older seated before him for any hints of lying but with Namjoon's stern face, not a slight hint was found so Taehyung closed his eyes, breathing in through his nose and upon peeling them open he nodded.
"Who?" He asks.
Namjoon hesitates before swallowing very audibly and speaking the name Taehyung never wanted to hear after being asked to kill someone. He felt a sting, a rough jab in his chest, his heart sank, he felt the blood in his face drain away, his body suddenly uncooperative, paralysed. Namjoon picked up on Taehyung's sudden fear, he knew Taehyung hadn't killed someone in a long time and it might be a shock to ask him such thing, however, this though from Namjoon was completely wrong.
'Park Jimin'
"Are you sure?" Taehyung had finally spoken, his voice giving out on him by the end.
Namjoon merely nodded which drastically changed Taehyung's mood, from a scared and fear filled emotion to anger, a stern expression taking over as his eyes grew dark. Namjoon clearly heard Taehyung's teeth grind against each other as he pushed his chair back, pushing himself up. With one last look at Namjoon, Taehyung exited the room, not a word said for the rest of the day, to anyone at all.
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The blade clasped in Taehyung's hand, he grips it ever so hard that his knuckles begin to grow white, bones much more defined. Blood dripped from the end of the blade, hitting the floor, a new drop growing the puddle bigger. His eye lids draped, covering parts of his dark eyes, raising his head ever so slowly, the mirror before him clearly reflected his deadpan expression, his dark orbs lacking emotion, his face covered in splatters of blood and right in the corner of the mirror lay a motionless Jimin. Slowly, Taehyung craned his head behind him-
He jolted awake, sweat shimmering on his forehead, he furiously kicked off his bed sheets running his hands though his hair, roughly gripping clumps of his brown hair. Taehyung tried ever so hard to control his breathing and once he had achieved that, he felt tears suddenly appear as his vision blurred.
'I can't do it.'
Taehyung slumped back on his bed, arm over his eyes taking in deep breaths, realising them ever so slowly but once fear built up again and a flash of his night terror flashed before his eyes, he sprung up, eyes darting towards the clock seeing the time was 3:34am, however it didn't stop him from dressing up in presentable clothes and heading to Jimin's apartment.
Upon arrival, Taehyung pressed the doorbell multiple times before a very aggravated and visually tired. Taehyung had a sly grin on his face in which he presented trying to hide the sadness wanting to be exposed.
"Tae what the hell are you doing here at 3 in the fucking morning?" Jimin snaps, rubbing his eyes trying to focus on Taehyung.
Once his vison was clear and Jimin could clearly see Taehyung and his plastic grin, Jimin cocked his head to the side asking if Taehyung was okay. Taehyung's reaction to such question confirmed to Jimin that he definitely was not okay.
"Jimin." Taehyung breathed out, his eyes glistening due to the tears threatening to fall.
"Shit Taehyung, what's wro-."
But Jimin's sentence was cut short as Taehyung threw himself at Jimin, wrapping his arms around the small boy's figure and nuzzling his nose in the crook of Jimin's neck.
"Taehyung what the hell is wrong?" Jimin asks, confused but extremely worried.
"Just- can we stay like this?" Taehyung speaks.
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"I can't do it Namjoon." Taehyung clearly says.
"Then someone else will."
"No!" He snaps, his finger nails beginning to dig into the palm of his hands.
"You can't kill Jimin."
Namjoon stops speaking, his eyes search Taehyung's face picking up on why he does not want this.
'If you asked me if I loved him.'
"Taehyung, do you love him?" Namjoon asks, narrowing his eyes at Taehyung.
Taehyung feels his heart skip a beat, a gasp escaping his lips and his eyes wide. Relaxing his facial muscles, killing away any emotions he opened his mouth to reply
'I'd lie'
"No, I don't love him."
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A / N
So another one shot. Do you want another part to this?
