killer

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+Jeon Jungkook

Taehyung's relationship with me has been different than before. Not in a bad way, because when we touch or when we are around each other, instead of me feeling giddy and happy, we both feel happy. He always questioned if thats what having a soul feels like, and loving someone who doesn't have one in their body.

i told him i knew too, because i loved him when he didn't have a soul. it always felt off with him, and now i know why. but now that both of us have a soul, it feels so surreal.

"jungkook," i hear taehyung's soft voice coo at me, and i wake up from my sleep. i open my eyes, greeted by his soft features. "jungkookie," he cooes again, and i wipe my eyes. i can see him better, and i see how beautiful he looks. his voice his deep, and it's one of the most attractive features i like about him.

it's been two months since i got my soul back. that makes it another month before i have four and a half years left with taehyung. sometimes, i'd rather everything just ended now. because all i have left is taehyung, and nothing matters to me anymore. but eventually he'll leave me. like death said, im as good as dead.

I told him once, and he said he'd never leave me, even if he tried. he made a promise to me, and at this point i've learned not to argue with him.

we stopped killing, and the both of us lost most contact with minsik. chaerin hadn't called me for months about the one time i asked her for advice. i never showed up, and she had only asked me about it a couple days ago. i explained to her that we had to get both of our souls back from minsik, who wasn't too happy about that, and that we're not killing anymore. she accepted it, as did yoongi, hoseok, jimin, and the rest of the small group we'd become friends  with. 

Minsik wanted to kill us both for wasting his deals, but death wasn't having that. he didn't want to start any problems with death.

so taehyung and i rest happily now. we live like semi-normal people, together and experiencing love and responsibility. i couldn't ask for more, despite the fact that my known death comes closer every second i live.

"jungkook," taehyung repeats himself again. i snap back from my daydreaming, and i look him in the eye.

"hi," i say, and i pull him closer to me. i kiss him slowly, my finger brushing lightly over his cheekbone, and we exhale against each other. everything feels so slow, and beautiful. im only now realizing how much i love the boy above me, how much i love everything about him. how sad it makes me that one day im going to die and i wont see him anymore. five years seems like such a long time. but when its only five out of the eighty you could possibly get to spend together, it's not very good.

"why do evil things have to exist?" i whisper as we part, and he laughs a little. "i don't know, taehyung. im not an idealogue," he says, and i shake my head. 

"sometimes im so scared, tae. like i dont wanna lie. i love you so much, taehyung. can you miss people when you're dead?" i say, and i wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer.

"kookie you're gonna be fine. i might've found a way to break your deal," he says slowly, and i look at him suggestively. "really?" i ask, and he nods. "and how many horseman is that going to take?" i ask, and he laughs a little. "zero," he responds. i nod.

"wait.. taehyung that's not how selling your soul works. you either take their soul then or when you kill them. and if you take it then there's a timer. we have a different deal now, one we didn't make with minsik. which means im not going to die," i say suddenly in realization, and i push taehyung off me gently, a bright smile on my face.

"shit, you're right!" he says, and he hugs me. "we'll just get minsik or death here one last time and make sure!" he says, and i nod. 

***

both minsik and death confirmed that i won't die in five years. i'll be able to live and die like a normal person, by taehyung's side for as long as both of us live.

sometimes i wonder what it'd be like if taehyung didn't sell his soul ten years ago. he wouldn't be a killer. and we never would have met at the bridge that night. he wouldn't have gotten closer and closer to me out of hunger. if jimin and i hadn't of broken up, i never would have went to the bridge. i never would have fallen for the soulless boy.

as terrible as it sounds, all of this was meant to happen. it happened in my favor, and i love taehyung. i love him with everything i have, and i don't want anything more or anything less. and i wouldn't have it any other way, despite the hell we've gone through, literally.

the boy sitting before me, snoring in my arms, is my future, and a future i'd be okay with experiencing over and over again. my future is the most beautiful, thoughtful, considering human on the entire planet.

the future is a beautiful thing.

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AND THIS IS THE END MY DUDES

this has like no reads but it was fun to write lmao

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