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      Taehyung quirked up a brow as he darted his eyes at the suspicious two,
      "Um.. What?" The tallest replies to his own name being said.

      "Nothing, mind your business." Jongin spat, confusing Jimin.
      "...Yeah, alright. Shut up if you're going to use that tone with me." Taehyung backfires sternly, due to how stressed he was.

     Jimin's "pupper" eyes ogled at the two as they argued, his fingertips rubbed his temples as the bickering became annoying, and rung in his ears.
      "Wah, what are you, my father??" Jongin cackles out, holding his stomach.

      Taehyung quickly hit the back of Jongin's neck, a common weak spot for a human. Jong crashed to the ground, and Jimin gasped.
     "Taehyung! What the hell?!?" He booms, as he helped Jongin up to his feet with all his effort.

      "I'm not dealing with shit today, I'm telling you. I'm sick and tired of staying quiet and listening to the bullshit like I always do. Not today, I've dealt with enough." The youngest snapped, his hands twitching uncontrollably as he ranted.

     "Oh yeah? Did you make sure to hide the bodies too??" Jongin asked, his cold words smoothly rolling off his tongue.

       Everything went silent for Taehyung, his facial expression slowly conveyed to confusion, but his confusion always looked like amusement as he rose his brows, hooded his eyes, and tipped his head back a bit.
"What the fuck are you talking about, idiot."

      "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Kim Taehyung. Your name might not even BE Kim Taehyung, all of this was just part of your fucking plan." Jongin quickly responds, stepping closer to Tae.

      Jimin studied the two in concern, frightened, yet very angry at how they talked in "code" or something. Taehyung threw his head back as he laughed loudly,
"You guys should just calm do—."
      "What the hell do you think this is? A fantasy? A video game? Get your head straight, and focus on reality." The tallest spat to Jongin that knit his brows together in disgust.

     "Poor Jimin will find out. You'll see, you'll see how your life turns out." Jong rebukes sharply before strutting out of the hospital room.
     "Jongin?!" Jimin yelled out, but his friend didn't come back, he craned his neck to Taehyung, glaring at him. "What in the fuck was that, Taehyung!? What was he talking about??"

     "Don't look at me like that, I don't know what the hell he was talking about." Taehyung scowled to the shortest, "Do I look like Einstein to you?"

     "Mind your words, I didn't do crap to you, watch yourself." Jimin was quick to respond, causing Taheyung to feel bad.

      "I'm sorry, I'm just stressed right now. I'll be taking time to myself now." Tae turned to dash out of the room,
"Don't smoke!" Jimin yelled.

At least he remembered that Taehyung smoked.

"I won't. Probably."
>>

      The dirty-blonde haired male pulled out his phone, glancing at the fresh news that had popped up, missing cases of the surgeons he had killed.
      "...Yeah, unfortunate events right? Anyhoo, to the suspects of these missing cases! A suspect is Mrs. Jung, wife of Doctor Jung that was out of her house. And Doctor himself is also a suspect! He is seen innocently tripping and breaking the camera, yet it's oddly suspicious, how could an object reach so high to the camera? With such force? Kang Jiyoung was murdered as he was preparing for surgery, and the surgeons that were expected to perform the craniotomy had gone missing. Police are currently investigating the Kang family, as well as Doctor Lee's, thank you for your time, now onto Jeon Yeojun for weather in Seoul."

Taehyung stared at his screen as the video ended.
Boy was he probably fucked.
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