Forbidden k.th p.jm / k.sj k.nj

49.

Soon the clouds fell behind the horizon, the wondering passengers on a endless train still as they past through the station.
Feeling the light radiating from the forren moon as it's light captivated their naturally gloomy stigma.

"I can't believe you made me do this-"

"Oh dear brother you just look magnificent, or should i say sister" Sao smirked as he tilted his head to the side, his eyes lacing along Jimin's waist before giving the smaller a big cocky smile "im not going to lie, if you wern't my brother i-"

"One word, one more word and you will regret comming back" Jimin hissed as he pulled down the skirt which sat mid thy as he knocked his head against the wall lightly, now he was in knee high waters and there was no place to run.

"Look i only need you to go in there and just casually record everything they say"

"I get that part but why am i dressed as one of the fucking waitresses?!" Jimin slammed his knee inbetween his brothers legs only to recieve a painfree smile.

"I knew you were going to do that, and well to give you extra cover, don't question it " Sao sang as they watched the stars through the glass windows, his younger brother sure was a fistey one but it did run in the family.

"I can't believe that Namjoon and Jin were in for it.."

"They were? I thought i told them your going to some maskarade-"

"You are dead-".

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"Hmm what should we do with you? First you come back empty handed and then you fail compleatly at retreaving that dickhead Sao" a small bitter sweet scent circulated the deep velvet walls as the clouds of white raised to the ceiling, the red eyed male slipped his gaze onto Taehyung who stood there across the room with his head facing a blank space, a tainted soul filled with overflowing dose's of chlorine which bit at ones chest in a pepetual motion.
He really had changed over the four years .

"Your still going on about that? Sao is dead and he has been for years now so stop being so obsessed" Taehyung rolled his eyes as he turned his back to face the door, it had been hours scince that he had to be stuck in that small room and it made him sick.
Even more so once he felt a sharp prickle to the side of his arms, sting the moment his eyes sliped past the others cocky smirk, that look.
Like he already knew.
But even if he did it meant nothing, absolutely nothing.

Taehyung sighed as he found himself on the other side of the door, he wondered why he had'nt left yet.
He dated it, the overflowing muggy stench of sweat and drugs circulating the rooms as the dimmed flashing lights sprawled across the floor.
Muted by the bashing bodies which lined the ground, he somehow learnt to hate such crouded areas.
For many reasons, one being that somehow each time Taehyung's eyes seemed to mould his face in the croud.
And it pissed him of the way it played with his mind.

"Im so sorry- i didn't mean t-" Taehyung let out a small sharp groan as he squinted his eyes through the numbed air, a longatudonal wave penetrating his eyes as his lips hung loose.

Only a glimpse, and yet a glimpse was enaugh for him to know as he wraped his long sharp fingers around the others wrist before yanked them up with a slight twist.
Now he either was daydreaming or his greatest fear came true, he preferred the former.

But the moment he pulled the other into his grasp he didn't even have to look as the scent loomed over his sensors, blocking the foggy scent which surrounded them as he wrapped his fingertips around the others chin harshly.

So close.

"T..Taehying i- w..what the hell are you doing here?!"

"Hmm, that's what I'd like to know. Not only that but why are you dressed like that-" Taehyung raised his brow as he dropped his hand before pinching his fingertips onto the hem of Jimin's skirt only to hear a sharp shriek from the smaler who held down onto Taehyung's hand like his life depended on it.

"N..nothing-" Jimin bit down on the inside of his lip, his brother sure made a fool out of him.
This wasn't some posh ballroom type meeting but some stupid druggy party, but the fact that Taehyung was there made it that much worse.

The way he changed hurt to seeing, his hair was long and shaggy as his face was covered with unshaven bristles which covered mainly his chin.
He was no longer the soft looking person from before, his eyes were drained of all colour.
It coulden't be Jimin's foult, unless he was so doen after not being able to avenge his brother by killing him by hand.

But how could they be so casual.
Not only did Taehyung leave him for dead, but even if at the moment he did survive the other would have killed him anyway.

This wasn't any friendly reunion, he wasn't even supose to know that Jimin was alive.