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       Taehyung glimpsed down at Jimin that rest in his lap, head on his shoulder, and his own arms wrapped around his waist. The tallest pet Jimin's hair that was still a bit wet from his bath.
"You sleeping?" Tae whispered gently.

No response.
Maybe this was his chance to eliminate him.

       Taehyung stood up from the couch very slowly, laying Jimin down on his side. He grabbed his coat, pulling out the blade with Hello Kitty printed on it.
He was wearing a nice green and white suit, he didn't really want to mess it up.

       He crouched down and flipped the blade open, clicking his tongue as he admired Jimin's very soft skin. His eyelashes rested against his soft cheeks as he rested, plump lips zipped.

This won't be so hard, right?

       The tallest rose his hand that held the blade, staring down at Jimin with adrenaline coursing through his cold blood.
You know I'm sorry, he thinks to himself.
You know I love you, friend he suddenly thinks.

      Jimin released a small huff as he adjusted his pose, turning on his stomach. Taehyung's heart began rattling in his chest quickly as he couldn't move a muscle.

He didn't want to kill his best friend.
       Taehyung's hand crashed down, the blade finally ripped through something soft.

      "Tae?" Jimin suddenly groans out, lifting his head up as his swollen eyes were barely open.

      Taehyung lifted the blade, and place it into his pocket. A small hole was now ripped into the couch.
       "I'm right here, go back to sleep." The tallest laments.

       After a few minutes, the smallest finally fell asleep. Taehyung sighed softly in distress as he pulled his blade back out.
A small cut wouldn't hurt at all. He ponders.

        The tip of the blade pressed against Jimin's fingertip, and sliced the skin gently. Blood pierced through the opening and slowly rushed down, causing Jimin's body to slightly jolt in his sleep. The blade was stuffed back into Taehyung's pocket again

       "Taehyung." Jimin quickly sat up, his face meeting with Taehyung's.

"Yeah?"
       Jimin glanced down at his hand, staring at the light red blood that was rushing down his finger.
        "Jimin, what the hell happened there?" Taehyung asks in shock, tricking Jimin into his trap.

"I dunno! You tell me!" Jimin grumbles.
     Taehyung picked up Jimin's hand and ran his tongue over the cut.

  Boy did that please his tastebuds. Jimin tasted just perfect.

       "Gross, Tae!" Jimin laughed, gently kicking Taehyung away.
       "Ew." The tallest displayed a fake expression of disgust on his face.

       "Why'd you do that, silly?" Jimin smiled as he pulled Taehyung up, but the tallest refused and stayed in a crouch.

       "I don't know why I did this either." Taehyung shrugs, and gently placed his slender hand on the back of Jimin's neck, pulling him into a kiss.

      Jimin's eyes widened instantly as Taehyung kissed him, he gently pinched himself and he realized that this wasn't a dream.

      Tae broke the kiss, licking his lips afterwards. Jimin sat there, appalled of his best friend's actions.
       "You okay?" The youngest assured, gently rubbing Jimin's lower lip with his thumb.

     The eldest smiled and threw himself on Taehyung, wrapping his arms around his neck as he connected lips with him once again.
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