Sehnsucht •KookV•

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Hewwo~~ It's a beautiful day today (although I'm typing this in the middle of the night but whateva~~ *the day was actually nice*) I'll be updating Astitva later today cuz it's a good day!! 

A BIG BIG BIIIIIIGGGG thank you to my unnies @reshy4686 and @taekook343 and @sumaz_xx for the amazing wishes and gifts. Uwuwuwuwuwwu, I love you guys! How can I ever repay you?

This one is for my readers! I love you guys soo sooooo much!! Thank you for wishing me uwuuwuwuwu I PURPLE YOU ALL SO SOOO SOOOOOO MUCH!💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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"Mit der wahren Liebe ist's wie mit den Geistererscheinungen: alle Welt spricht darüber, aber wenige haben etwas davon gesehen"
-With true love it's like seeing ghosts: everyone talks about it, but few have ever seen it-

"How many times have I told you to be more careful, Tae?" Seokjin sighed as he peeled off the blood laden shirt away from the younger's body. Taehyung hissed as air made contact with the bullet wound, making him vulnerable. His shirt fell on his laps, revealing his petit but fit physique.

His sharp collarbones descended towards a well-built chest, honey skin flowing over his frame. His abdomen was tight, proudly showing off his abs before dipping down into his v-line. Not a single scar lay on the soft skin that stretched over his lean body. His back was covered with crimson drops, making him look like a sinful creature that had descended straight from the depths of Hell.

Seokjin picked up his first-aid kit, sitting on the stood beside the bed Taehyung sat on. He picked up his tweezers, leaning over the other male as he spoke up. "This is gonna hurt." He warned as he softly plunged into the flesh, pulling out the bullet. Taehyung hissed as he felt the foreign object being pulled away, blood gushing out from the wound as the older pressed a gauge against it.

He quickly stopped the bleeding, cleaning the wound and wrapping the male's shoulder with a clean bandage. He leaned back, satisfied with his work as he stood up to wash his hands. "I'll give you a few painkillers but try not to move your shoulder a lot. And no missions till it heals a bit." He spoke as he looked at the younger male for any kind of objection.

"But Hyung-" Taehyung's words died at his lips as he locked eyes with the older, gulping and looking down, nodding his head. Seokjin sighed as he sat beside the younger, making him lookup. "Have you told Mr. Kim that you're moving out?" He asked gently, eyes softening a bit. The younger shook his head, worrying his bottom lip.

"You should let him know before he finds out."

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Jungkook picked up his bag, slinging it on his shoulder as he stepped out of his last class. The week had gone by in the blink of an eye, becoming memories as the new days lined up. He met up with Yugyeom halfway out of the hallway, bumping his fist with the ravenette as they made their way to the cafeteria. The loud chatter in the cramped room just served as a reminder that the weekend was here.

The two friends sat on their tables, waiting for the others to show up. Jungkook propped his elbow on the table, supporting his head with his palm. He thought back to the events of the week. Somehow he had managed to actually talk to the brunette male. His thoughts diverted to the beautiful creature as the events played out in his mind.