killer

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+Jeon Jungkook

"Jungkook I can't kill anymore," taehyung says, and I look at him. Normally I would feel mad, or sad, or confused, but I dont feel anything. At this point id even go as far as I don't care.

Its been three months since I sold my soul, and it's been like that ever since then.

"Why not?" I ask. Every since taehyung got his soul back, he began to dislike killing and eating peolple more and more.

"I didn't really care about killing and stuff when I was soulless, but now that I got my soul back its so.. Gross. Like it makes me squeamish and I really hate it. And like, I get butterflies when I talk to you and I feel some sort of way when you touch me. Like I know you dont or anything and you don't really care, but I havent ever felt these feelings because I sold my soul when I was young," he rambles, and at this point it doesn't bother me anymore. I can't get annoyed.

"So what are you saying?" I ask, and he chews on his lip.

"I think I'm gonna stop being a killer," he says, and I nod. "Okay," I say.

"But Jungkook, youre going to die soon. We have to find a way to get your soul back," he says, and I look at him for a split second, and then I look away.

"I don't really miss it, taehyung," I say, and he sighs. I stare him in the eye as he crawls onto my lap, straddling me. My hands find his hips to steady him.

"But kookie I miss you. I miss your laugh and your smile. I miss you," he says, kissing me shortly.

"I do laugh and smile though," I say, and he shakes his head.

"They aren't real smiles though, kook. Ive studied demons a lot, and I think there's a way that we can get your soul back," he says, and I sigh.

"I don't want my soul back, hyung," I reply, and he frowns. "But I want you back, babe. Dont you remember what you felt for me when you had a soul? Thats what I feel now. Please? Will you At least try?" He pleads, his eyes shining.

I give in finally. "Fine," I exhale, and he smiles at me.

"Okay!" He says excitedly, kissing me shortly.

"So how are we gonna get my soul back?" I ask and he bites his lip.

"We have to convince Death to give it back," he answers.

"Death? As in the horseman?"

***

"You think id willingly give you your soul back for free?"

Taehyung somehow found a way to summon the horseman and trap him, as if the older man would do as he command as long as he was refined in imprisonment. The man had high, defined cheekbones and a lanky structure, and his voice was frail and he had a thick accent.

Taehyung told me that my soul is being tortured in hell, and if I were to get it back the horseman would have to put a wall and block all the terrible things so I wouldn't go insane.

"Well I mean, weve kind of got you trapped here, so if you'd rather sit here for eternity and go physco and rot, yea," taehyung answers, and the older man clicks his tongue.

"Wrong. You see, I'm only stuck for five years approximately. But I guess killing you both wouldn't help me; Jungkook will already be dead by then," he says, and I gulp. What has taehyung gotten us into.

"What if we make a deal? You give jungkooks soul back, and block the torture, and well give something back in return," taehyung suggests. The man laughs.

"Or else what?" He asks daringly.

"I'll kill you," taehyung says, and I shake my head at him.

"Idiot, you cant bring death to death. That'd cause a drastic unbalance in the universe, some sort of apocalypse involving the supernatural, and eventually the end of the world. Youd do that over the soul of a practically dead guy?" The man argues, and taehyung looks back at me. I shake my head at him.

"Yes, I would. I love him, and if there's a chance of him being Jungkook again, I'll take it," he says, standing up straight. The man clicks his tongue.

"I'll tell you what, loverboy. Get me back my ring, and then I'll get his soul back. Deal?" He asks.

"Deal. But where's the ring?"  Taehyung asks, and the man thinks for a second.

"Its at the bottom of every Romanian lie."

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if you can figure out what that means u the real mvp

also killing stalking is fucking me uP