killer

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+Kim Taehyung

"The irony in this whole situation is I totally couldve slaughtered Jungkook the night on the bridge. Weve had no relation at all, and there was no witnesses. Theres basically no way I wouldve gotten caught, speaking in technicality. But I didn't, and thats where I made my mistake.

Jungkook wouldve made an excellent meal. I can tell hes healthy and pretty lean, which comes in convenience for the consumer. But somehow, I couldn't. I dont know why, but suddenly I got friendly when I met him. Maybe its because I'm like a hawk prowling on mice my entire life, but suddenly I see a snake. Jungkook, in this equation, is the snake. Hes new, beautiful, and something I just had to admire. But I didnt take my chance. It slithered out of my hands.

And now weve known each other for two and a half weeks, weve kissed, and I'm positive hes told somebody about us. So now theres plenty of clear proof I killed him.

I'm trying to keep my cannbalistic needs a secret from Jungkook, and I almost slipped the time I dumbly told him I wanted to kiss him. I was rather speaking from my head, instead of watching what I was saying. I almost told him the night at the bridge was the perfect chance to kill him, and I'm lucky I found a way out.

I dont understand why I almost slipped up, though. Maybe because I was so bloodthirsty, or maybe because jungkooks so captivating. But I'll never know, and ive just got to watch my worda for the time being," I say, more to myself than yoongi. Yoongi, being a great listener, says Nothing throughout the entire thing.

"It kind of looks like you got a crush, man. I did the same thing for Jiminnie. I was gonna kill him but I fell for him," yoongi says, and my face scrunches up in disgust.

"I dont like him, no way," I say, shaking my head.

"You made out with him," he points out, and I grin a little. "Damn right I did, and boy got some nice tongue," I say, and yoongi shakes his head at me.

"Look, as much as I really care, I don't, so shut the fuck up about your sensual sessions," he says, and I laugh. He stands up, leaving me alone.

"But hey, he has better thighs!" I retort to his retreating figure.

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