❝ Death is not what you should be afraid of.
Love is.
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Jeon Jungkook is tired of his dull, monotonous life and he's more than ready to end it until Death himself took interest in the des...
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IT was a long day for Kim Taehyung. His one and only job is to deliver the dead human souls to the afterlife safely, but even that takes effort.
First, some celebrity who was shot by a fanatic fan couldn't stop running her mouth about how she was too nice and too young to die. Second, she tried to pet his jackal. Third, he's standing before a worn out, obviously cheap apartment building and he knows whoever's inside just died of a very dirty death. Taehyung shudders at the thought. A lot of different scenes that could be a possibility plays out in his mind. I personally wouldn't want to die in a place like this, he grunts in annoyance.
A sigh initially left the boy's mouth as he enters the building and starts climbing up the stairs because apparently, the elevators are 'out of order'. Not forgetting the little puppy, of course, it happily follows its master up the stairs. Both Taehyung and his puppy were panting and huffing when they finally reached the 9th floor and Taehyung's surprised this floor in particular looks so much worse than the other floors they have passed.
As Taehyung walks along the narrow hallway, he looks around with his face distorted in disgust. A weird, putrid stench radiates from probably everywhere. It's safe to assume something dead is rotting in the walls and ceilings-hopefully not who Taehyung's picking up right now. The ceiling is patched with wooden planks arranged in a very uncoordinated manner while the walls and the floor are stained here and there from god-knows-what.
At the third door from where he came from, Taehyung stops. When he successfully opened the door, he takes a long breath before peaking his head in first then follows the rest of his body as he noticed no one's in sight. Taehyung carefully scans the poor-maintenance living room. Nothing stands out; just a plain worn-out couch, a regular brown coffee table, a clock attached to the wall on his right. But the one thing that catches Taehyung's attention is a soft whimper coming from behind a wooden door with a hand-written sign that says 'Jungkook's Room'. Without thinking any further, the silver-headed boy simply walks in the darkly lit room and in a blink of an eye, he shifts. He's no longer the awkward-teen-Taehyung, he's now a dark mythical creature straight out of a horror story. He's death himself.
The very first thing he noticed is the lifeless body of a twenty-year-old lying at the left bedside while the other side sits a curled up figure. Slowly but surely, the hooded creature approaches the poor boy. Soft whimpers and sobs resonate around the silent room. The creature stands there, in front of the boy-Jungkook-who has his head down while hugging his knees for dear life. "Come," it says only to earn a startling glare from Jungkook. As soon as Jungkook's eyes land on the sheer empty darkness of the creature's hood, Jungkook pauses.
A shock of chills runs down the young boy's body. Jungkook has never seen anything like this-then again, he has never experienced anything like finally succeeding on killing himself. Not a single word escapes the brunet's dry lips. As Jungkook eyes the creature, he caught a few things he thinks are odd; the multiple and diverse wings, the theta tattoo on its chest, the floating fabric surrounding the creature's figure.
