Psychopath ✓

5

(Warning: This chapter includes strong gore.)

        The blade came crashing down, and pierced through the stranger's skull. Taehyung contained his laughter  inside his throat that longed for the taste of blood already.

    The tallest roughly yanked the blade down, ripping his body in half slowly, taking off his coat. He didn't waste time and ripped his torso open, listening to the crack of his rib cage. He grunts as he roughly pulled the beating heart from it's place.

     He pierced his eyes through the heart, watching as the arteries slowly slipped off, and the blood flood the ground. He cupped his hands together, taking a swig of the blood, sipping it quickly.

    He lowered his head as the bitter taste roamed his tastebuds.
     "Fucking rotten to the core." He growls out in disgust, wiping his mouth. He held the wall, spitting out the remaining drops of blood. He crouched down again, inspecting the open corpse.

     He heard some heels, causing himself to instinctively pick up his blade. You know, just in case.
       "Oh my—..!!" The woman shrieked, but Taehyung wrapped his arm around her throat and immediately shoved the knife into her skull, over and over again. He let her go and sighed. Gladly, it wasn't the random guy's girlfriend.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles.

      He returned back to the male, and continued searching his body in curiosity. He was a fan of the human anatomy, just some blood tasted more weirder than others... (That guy had the most bitter blood, for instance.)

    "Hell yeah!" He whispers to himself once his eyes spot an incinerator.
      He slowly walked nearby it, and looked around the corner.

      "There's too many people.." He murmurs as he glimpsed at the people who partied outdoors.

       He scoffed, grabbing the male by his almost-torn leg, dangling for its own good and quickly threw him near the incinerator. He opened up the incinerator, and ran to the woman, waiting a few seconds before quickly tossing her and the male's corpse inside. He then  grabbed his grey coat that was stained with blood, and frowned.

      "I have plenty of these, don't I..?" Taehyung laments, checking the label on his coat, "Ye-heah, I do!"

      He tossed the coat in the incinerator after wiping his hands and mouth off it, switched the machine on. He dipped, rushing away with his blade in his pocket.
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       Gentle patterns of feet were heard, catching Taehyung's attention. He let go of his cigarette and stepped on it to inspect the sound, he glanced at a male with light blonde hair, and small hands, elegant black clothing.

      He bit his lip gently, hoping it were who he thought it was. The male turned around, and yeah, it was Jimin. He freaked out and placed his eye contacts back on, placing the small container away as he blinked quickly to adjust the new brown eye color.
        "Huh. That must be his apartment... Twenty minutes away from mine, but.." He whispers to himself.

       Jimin turned around as he grabbed his mail. He widened his eyes slightly and waved gently. Taehyung scoffed with a smile, standing up straight, watching as Jimin crossed the street.
     "Hey! Coincidence, or are you following me?" Jimin teased, bowing his head to the tallest man.

       "Coincidence, I just finished eating, sir." Taehyung flashes his charming smile.
       "Of course.. I'm guessing you found out about the number.." Jimin smiles in embarrassment.

      "A furniture store? Really? If you were planning to trick me, you could've at least given me a pizza place's number instead." Tae chuckles.

      Jimin swat Taehyung's arm, and laughed into his hand, his pretty eyes disappearing as his plush lips opened to reveal his pearly teeth. What a pretty smile, Taehyung thought.

     "I'm truly impolite, my name is Park Jimin! And I'm twenty-four. You?" He smiles.

    "Kim Taehyung, twenty-four, and destined to be your soulmate."
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