Cannibal ⚣ Vkook

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[Present day. Friday, 8:30am]

A/N: i might just... stop doing that time thing altogether lmao
i keep forgetting to do it so... maybe i'll just do it everyone there's a new day and that's it fjajjf

The morning light hit Taehyung's eyes as he squirmed under it. He didn't want to have to wake up yet. He was warm and felt so safe in Jimin's arms. He didn't want to have to move, but he knew he had to. And he had a lot to get off his chest.

He slowly moved from Jimin and shook the other awake. "Psst, Jimin. Can we... Can we talk?"

The older's eyes flinched a bit, fluttering open and boring into a bleary eyed Taehyung. He still seemed shaken up, huh. "Yeah, of course." He said, groggily. "Please."

"So... I found the boy that killed my brother."

Jimin's jaw dropped to speak, but Taehyung silenced him and continued.

"I've been... Keeping him- Er- Somewhere. I've kind of been, um, using him for stuff. And recently I lashed out on him when he told me he wasn't actually the one who killed J-Jin."

Jimin's eyes widened. "I-I'm so glad you're telling me this, really, but what? You mean to tell me you've kidnapped this boy? And you've been using him?" He spoke in utter disbelief. "Tae! What the fuck! I mean, I'm glad you told me but seriously... That's awful..."

"Shut the fuck up, I know." He grimaced, chuckling a little in exasperation. "So... Please, help me right this wrong? I don't know what to do so as soon as he started talking I couldn't handle it. I freaked out and bailed."

"Taehyung..."

"I- I know. I just... I need your help. Just some advice, maybe?"

"Well if he told you that he didn't do it, ask him who did?" Jimin yawned.

"Shit, you're right!" Taehyung exclaimed, his usual blank eyes fading into something much more expressive. "I gotta go!" He scrambled around, pulling on his coat messily, grabbing his keys, and ruffling his messy hair.

And then he left, leaving Jimin alone at his apartment again. Luckily, they were on the same shift and at the moment they were both off for another couple days so... Taehyung had all the time he needed to "right his wrongs," right?

Jimin didn't want to have to stay there any longer than he had to, as well. So he left, making sure to lock everything up for his friend. As he locked the door behind him, he sighed. Taehyung was a bit of a ditz sometimes.

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Jungkook couldn't sleep. He hadn't slept at all. All he could do was cry, even when all of his tears ran dry. He had nothing left in him so all he could do was let out choked sobs. He just wished that the older believed him. If only... He couldn't help but scoff at his delirious thoughts. He had cried too much. He hadn't eaten either. He was sure he would die...

He tried to move but he was too weak. There were no fluids in him; he was much too weak. All he could do was lay there on his back covered in dirt and dry cum and sweat. He felt disgusting. He was disgusting.

He remembered it clearly now. That day when everything went so horribly wrong.