weird... [vkook]

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Taehyung POV

I excepted him to kill me, but something stopped him. As I opened my eyes slowly, I found that he was standing in front of a man who seemed mature, tall, his skin was white like snow, he had soft raven hair, his eyes were doe and red, totally like the boy. I can say just an older version of him.

"His blood isn't something that comes and goes, Jungkook. Don't kill him now"

"Tsk, okay father"

The boy - probably Jungkook, tsk-ed, rolling his eyes to who was mostly his father, and I started to think about his words. Uh, so I'm going to die, just not now? That was worse to hear.

I didn't dare to look into his eyes again. It was wrong to feel this heated towards a man that is going to hurt me, but I'm dumb, aren't I?

"I guess that you already know that... But I am Taehyung"

"For your informations, mister Taehyung, you have to call me Master Jeon. And no, I didn't know your name, because obviously I don't care. Aww, you're really too stupid to notice that~"

He said coldly, my hope and my trial broke in front of me. I sighed in pain.

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An author note instead of the old cringy one-
I don't know if I'm editing this or not. I don't think I'll unpublish it, but it isn't that good either. Thank you for anyone who read it and supported its badly written chapters back then 💚