Psychopath ✓

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       A dark red liquid was gently poured to the brim in a glass. The clank of Gucci shoes gently roamed around a kitchen, a deep voice humming a small tune.
      The twist of a doorknob caught Taehyung's attention, so he walked to the door, ogling down at Jimin that cried his heart out.

     God, that wasn't a pleasing sight to Taehyung. He freaked out,
         "Jimin?? What happened, are you hurt?" Tae suddenly shouts, grabbing Jimin's shoulders gently.

      The eldest shook his head and hugged Taehyung tightly, crying into his chest as his worn-out knees buckled from underneath him.
         "Hey, don't cry. Come here." The youngest tried to console Jimin, swiftly lifting him up and sitting him down on the couch that was all the way on the opposite side of the kitchen.

      Jimin kept sobbing, but Taehyung swiped his thumb against his rosy, tear-stained cheeks.
"Are you stressed?" Taehyung gently asks his friend.

      Jimin nods, running his hand through his soft locks of blonde hair. Taehyung solemnly smiled, and strolled to the kitchen, picking up a glass of wine, carefully handing it to Jimin.
"Thank you...." The smallest whispered out.

      Taehyung watched as Jimin quickly took a swig of the wine, gulping it down quickly. He sighed gently, and grinned as he sat down in front of Jimin.
       "You mind telling me what's wrong?" Tae questions, softly caressing Jimin's ear, the small sound of his earring clicking against the other.

         "Tae, there's some group that bothers me everytime they see me. In college, at work, in public, anywhere. It's an embarrassment... And they're just cruel, you know? They stress me out.." Jimin's fists tightened, but Taehyung picked his hand up.

       "Jimin, don't pay attention to them. They're looking for some time to waste, they have nothing better to do than to bother an awesome guy like you. Next time you see 'em, don't serve them, don't look at them, you'll see how it'll work out." The tallest explains to the cutie in front of him.

      Jimin sniffles again as he rose his hand and played with Taehyung's dirty blonde hair, his swollen eyes connecting with his friend's emerald ones.
"What if they continue to bother me?"

"Well... I'll take care of it." Taehyung smiles.
"How?"
"Karma gets everyone, Jimin."

      Jimin beamed, and looked away as he grinned. It was a pleasant sight to Taehyung, to see Jimin smile after being sad.
What was he thinking??

    Taehyung bit down on his lower lip, and averted his confused gazed on Jimin, standing up.
     "I'll get you another glass of wine, Chim." The tallest remarked, but his hand was grabbed by Jimin himself.

"Hm?"
     Tae watched as Jimin rose up from the couch, and unbuttoned his coat, swiping it off his arms.
     "You looked hot." Jimin murmurs, turning away to hand him his empty glass.

     Taehyung blinked a few times as he watched Jimin in bewilderment, he huffed with a smirk and walked away.
      "Might as well take off your shirt, it's smells of coffee."
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