he'd obviously been up for hours, but even so, the knock at the door disrupted him. he threw off the blankets he had been previously huddled under, heading towards the door. he doesn't bother trying to see who it is. opening up the door, taehyung is nearly blinded. he hadn't noticed how dark his house is compared to the outside world. 'hey, taehyung...' jungkook greets, trailing off once he sees the male's state. 'hi, jungkook...you're here early.' the older male attempts to hide the fact that he doesn't exactly want jungkook to be at his house at all. 'oh yeah, sorry,' the other male rubs his neck awkwardly. 'so why are you here, anyway?' taehyung hopes this isn't another one of jungkook's attempts at being friends with him, but even so, he knows it probably is. he's learned enough about the dark-haired boy in just a few days. his ability to do that has become better lately. there's no mistaking why. 'you said yesterday that you had work to do, so i thought i would come by and help, i already finished all of my assignments so i have nothing else better to do.' how about leave me alone? go hang out with your shitty friends or whatever... 'was that an insult?' another thing taehyung has become better at; manipulating people's words or meanings. jungkook's eyes widen. 'what? no! i just wanted to help you and see how you're doing...' the older male rolls his eyes, 'then you should have said that.' his tone is bland. he runs a hand through his hair, walking away. confused, the younger boy enters, closing the door behind him. and so the game begins.
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Always You
Fanfiction"jimin wrote his suicide note...in my journal," ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ sᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇʀʀᴏʀs, sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴜɴᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ (vmin/vkook) Edit: Decided after years to edit some parts of this story. I won't delete it in case anyo...