DEVIL, DEVIL.

SWITCH!TAE
SWITCH!GGUK

intro— taehyung's head was spinning, his veins throbbing. blood trickling down the side of his temple. his vision blurred as he slowly started to lose consciousness from the impact. maybe this was the end. his car was already trashed and he was stuck in the middle of nowhere. he swore he heard a crack in his ribs, knees gone and burn of a wound in his right arm. all his movements restrained, even breathing was becoming painful.

slowly, and against his will, his eyes started closing on their own accord.

and then there was some sound.

footsteps coming closer and closer, taehyung groaned. it hurt so fucking bad. he could feel all his bones breaking and rearranging at the same time.

great. biggest underground mafia killed by some hitman like a bitch.

someone crouched down by his car which was flipped upside down. the dark didn't allow taehyung to see their face but he knew it was a man. a man all too familiar.

too familiar for his own liking.

taehyung's breath become shallower as more time passed until all he was allowed was hiccups of air, his chest moved rapidly in harsh breaths.

the man didn't say anything. judging by his stance and behaviour, it was a ninety-nine— if not a hundred percent— chance that this person, whoever he is, was behind this condition of taehyung.

then there was some movement before taehyung felt himself go blind by the torchlight slammed on his face. his eyes squinted, until he could get a clear picture of the man before him.

kim jeon jeongguk. his husband.

"hello, love."

gathering all his leftover energy, taehyung let out a sweet chuckle. "don't i just love you so fucking much?" he croaked, and then everything went black.

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contains—  homosexual smut, alcohol consumption, substance abuse, violence, foul language, gore, and more.

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