Kill and Demise - TaeKook

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Hey! This so going to be kind of lazily written, it's also unedited so yeah.

But anyway—

Xoxo,
Enjoy.
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"And finally, Hoseok, you are stationed outside the VIP room. You aren't to leave your station unless NamJoon or I tell you too." MoonByul ordered, Hoseok modding seriously. "Alright. That's everyone. Load your weapons and put on your gear. We leave in ten." The female Sargent clapped her hands together.

Another heist. But with five more people. This was definitely going to be interesting.

"Oi, Min!" Yoongi spoke out, walking to the Captain—who was currently loading his expensive Glock 17.

A low, exasperated groan came from said Captain as he turned around. "What do you want?" He gritted.

It was the same between the two. Jimin hates Yoongi and the latter liked to annoy him. Ever since they met, two weeks ago, it had been the same. Bicker and bicker and bicker—until Hoseok or SeokJin broke them apart.

"God damn, can I get a sentence out before you growl at me, please?" Yoongi humored, only fueling Jimin's vexation.

"Can you stay away from me, please?" Jimin retorted, answering a rhetorical question with another rhetorical question. Yoongi smirked at Jimin's response, a playful shine playing in his eyes.

"Oh but where's the fun in that?" The older fake pouted, chuckling when Jimin groaned again.

"God fuck, if you weren't working for Taehyung's secret lover, I would so shoot your fucking brains out." Jimin threatened, "Though, that would be a waste of bullets."

Yoongi snorted. "Wow, insults right off the bat? I'm starting to think you don't like me." The older fake pouted.

"Suck my dick, Asswipe." Jimin spat.

"Gladly, what time should I be at your room?" Yoongi retorted, smirking widely.

"E-Excuse me?" Jimin gasped, nervously. "Ew f-fuck no, I don't want your filthy mouth anywhere near my dick, the fuck."

Yoongi licked his bottom lip and looked Jimin up and down, "You sure about that?"

Jimin was stunned, shock stretching itself across his facial features, until his expression morphed into that of...flustered? He sputtered, searching for an insult to spew at Yoongi's face. But, he couldn't. Not when Yoongi was smirking at him and looking so- so awfully handsome. And especially not when he licked his small, pink lips so seductively and looked at him like a piece of meat.

"F-Fuck off." Was all Jimin could muster, displaying a expression of disgust to the Soldier.

Yoongi was about to spit some snarky remark back, but Jimin was quick to tuck his gun in its holster and walk off. The older's eyes watched Jimin walk away, seeing him go to his fiancé and wrap his arms around said fiancé's neck.

Yoongi scowled softly at the couple, his stomach twisting softly as Jimin giggled at something Hoseok said. The older watched as Hoseok places his hands on Jimin's waist and pulled him close.

Yoongi looked away when the couple kissed.
"Disgusting." He mumbled to himself.

"Five minutes!" NamJoon shouted to the members in the weapon and map room. The Sargent looked at Jimin and Hoseok and sighed. "Jimin, Hoseok! Stop eating each other's faces! Save it for the bedroom and get the fuck ready!"

The couple broke apart and giggled softly to each other. Small 'I love you's we're muttered as they pecked each other's lips softly and pulled away from one another, grabbing smaller weapons and loading them onto their bodies.