Bloodsport'15

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Taehyung sighed as he changed from his blue shirt to an all black t shirt and wore a red and black flannel over it. his hair was still the same obnoxious red that it was before and his boxy smile had made less and less of an appearance when it should be around and more and more of an appearance when it shouldn't be.

he sighed once again and walked out his room, satisfied with his outfit choice. he bumped into his mother who seemed the be out of it but smiled gently at him, "you okay mom?"

"yes." she smiled and pat his shoulder before walking to her room.

he tilted his head but thought nothing more of it as he headed to school. he was prepared to walk to school but a car he couldn't forget, pulled up beside him. "get in cum stain."

"good morning to you too." Taehyung smiled gently and opened the passenger side to get into the car.

Jungkook hastily stole a kiss before driving off to their forsaken hell, but they sat in the parking lot instead of going in.

"what's this atmosphere for?"

"you know why."

"if it's about the l-love thing-"

"either you kill Jimin or i will."

"what!"

in all honesty Jungkook's reasoning was a blur. was it because he had told Jimin what he had done and whom he had killed? or was it because Jimin was the light in Taehyung's life even if they hadn't spoken in a while? the reason became hazy, and he thought on it but both seemed to be equal excuses.

park jimin had to leave the equation.

"i'm not killing my best friend!"

"then get out the fucking car and i'll do it myself!"

"you son of a bitch- don't hurt him."

Jungkook climbed over the seat and straddled Taehyung looking him in the eye. his voice was low and his hand was placed firmly around his throat, "look," he said calmly despite the anger fuming off of him, "if i kill him, it won't be pretty or quick. how do you want your bestfriend friend to die baby?"

"i don't w-want him to die."

"well i do, and we do as i say."

"p-please-"

"kill him or hope you can get as far away from busan as possible before night fall."

with that jungkook opened the door and all but pushed Taehyung out and sped off.

"what the fuck!" Taehyung screamed as his hands shakily grabbed for his phone. he dialed Jimin number and just to his luck the pink haired boy answered on the first ring.

"hello?"

"get your shit together, we're leaving."

;

"what are you doin- Taehyung- speak to me- Stop!" Jimin grabbed Taehyung's arm as he threw clothes into suitcases by the boat load.

"Jimin! you know everything right?" Jimin just stared blankly, "right!" Jimin nodded, "well he's gonna fucking kill you so we have to go!"

Jimin didn't fight back, he let Taehyung pack all his clothes and just watched with tearful eyes.

"what about Hoseok?" Jimin asked and grabbed his phone, ready to dial the elder

"no, no! he can't come." Taehyung snatches jimin's phone and continued packing. he wasn't going to let Jungkook kill his best friend. they would get as far from busan as possible. stay somewhere crowded so that they could never be seen alone. they would blend in perfectly. maybe tokyo? or los angeles?