Chapter 49: Miss me in Secret

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A/N: hiiii♡

Recommended music:

• Kataomoi - Aimer  (this sounds so good ^^)

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Dawn had long broken through, with the sun up high blazing warmly amidst the cool January air. Streaks of sunlight seeped in through the clear window, fingers twitching to its wake.

Lying flat on his stomach, Taehyung's eyelids finally cracked open, deep raven irises dilating to adjust to his environment. His calloused fingers clenched the dark colored fabric underneath him, creases following. Pushing the unruly strands away from his line of vision, he groggily rubbed his eyes with his idle hand whilst pulling up his weight on his elbows to arch his spine.

He exhaled through his nose, squinting a little as he looked at the expensive furnished headboard.

Oh...

His eyes darted to the empty side beside him. Ruffled sheets cold to his touch.

Oh.

Shit.

Taehyung immidiately scrambled to his limbs as the dazed images from the previous night rushed to his mind. The twisted limbs and the pools of warmth, infiltrated his mind once again, slithering and licking at his skin that flushed with just the thought of it.

Although Taehyung hadn't managed to see much in the darkness, the searingly sweet touch and the hollow, warm lips against his torso, nipping and sucking away, was a sensation as clear as day that eventually forced out a deeper shameful shade of red.

Taehyung scampered, careful of his lower back and limbs, knowing all too well the ache that should follow as a result from the night's events wouldn't be welcoming. Taehyung wasn't well versed in this area, but he wasn't some dumbwit.

However, not everything was as he expected. The uncomfortable uneasiness between his legs was sure present but the said scorching pain was nowhere to be found. The sensation was all too odd, but nothing brutal.

Considering himself fairly lucky, Taehyung pulled onto his pants and tugged them on.

Nerves jittery as ever, thoughts muffled and heart raging a storm.

Embarrassment and realization poured down hard, making the Detective stumble at his feet.

He didn't dare to linger his eyes on the faint purple-hue hand prints left on his lower torso. Taehyung infact no longer had the courage and was too mortified to look at himself in a mirror, knowing all too well he'd find every single evidence of the deed etched onto his body.

Although, it wasn't an emotion of regret- but it was something Taehyung neither knew how to explain nor cope with. Sensing his heart tremble, Taehyung had acknowledged that he didn't know a lot of things.

Things like, what next?

What next?!

He had sex with the Devil-

He had sex with Jungkook.

But what next?!

A lot of thoughts engulfed the Detective. He blinked rapidly in efforts of visualizing a white page in his mind to keep his thoughts at bay.

Unimportant things to be worried tomorrow, could be left to worry tomorrow.

Although, tomorrow is said to be uncertain, this is not something to be dealt today. Taehyung decided. He didn't have the strength nor the face to ask anything to Jungkook as of for the moment.

He pulled his jacket over and walked out of the room, eyes immidiately catching a robed figure's frame in the penthouse. Taehyung pursed his lips.

His hands could still remember the skin underneath his palms. If he were asked to retrace the firm back muscles, onto a sheet of paper just from his memory, Taehyung could do it without missing a single line.

To be embraced in arms that warm and enclosing, wasn't an everyday feat for Taehyung, rather his affection starved poor heart considered it as a privilege...

Taehyung gulped and momentarily glanced away to stash away his bubbling emotions.

Noticing, Jungkook talking over the phone with the device pressed to his ear, the Detective breathed out softly, wanting to slip out quietly while he can but his quest eventually crashed when the Devil turned to him, raven eyes shimmering bright.

"- ah.. oh- yeah. We can talk later. I'm hanging up-" Jungkook pressed on, tone excited as he hung up and strode towards the Detective.

"Detective Kim, you're awake." He addressed smiling, his raven hair appearing soft and ruffled. The deep velvet robe adorned on his body, parted in the middle showing off his bare chest.

Detective Kim, he said.

Not Taehyung.... but Detective Kim.

Taehyung didn't want it to be in-the-heat-of-the-moment sort of thing... he truly, whole heartedly did grant Jungkook to speak his name, but the latter chose not to.

Was he being too overly hopeful?

Taehyung averted his gaze "yes."

"You're leaving?"

Taehyung looked up, caught red-handed. "Uh.. mn. Yeah." He cleared his throat, consciously wiping the edge of his mouth "I have a bit of work to do-"

"Well if it's urgent, then perhaps you can atleast have breakfast and leave" The raventte proposed and Taehyung chuckled awkwardly.

"No it'll be alright. I uh-" Taehyung paused, stammering for words through his tied tongue "I shouldn't- um yeah, anyway- right..." he pushed his chin high and continued "I will take my leave"

Jungkook sighed, stepping away "if you insist, well, drive safely then..."

Taehyung pursed his lips, swallowing a lump in his throat.

What's this feeling?

What's wrong with being told to Drive safely?

Jungkook says that to everyone who leaves his penthouse after spending the night with him. Taehyung has heard it before.

One should always drive safely, shouldn't they? They should. Just like everybody else. Taehyung was just like everybody else.

Taehyung lowered his gaze, uncertainty filling his chest.

He stiffly turned on his heels and strode towards the elevator, fingers clenched on his sides.

"Detective Kim..." the honeyed voice called out, just as sweet and respectful as it had ever been. Taehyung didn't turn around, rooted to his ground, forcing himself to play aloof, not wanting to seem too eager.

Taehyung waited.

"I will come to find you later. Do not miss me too much."

As if a switch had been flipped up, the uncertainty that had begun to fester in his chest slowly receded. His shoulders relaxing, his mortal heart pacing up.

With his back still facing the Devil, Taehyung bit back the smile on his lips. He snorted  "who said I'll miss you?"

An airy chuckle lift up in the air "I apologise for my poor judgement, Detective Kim" He cleared his throat "Do not miss me too much in secret then"

Taehyung's face flushed. Finding himself unable to retort, he pursed his lips and hurriedly pressed onto the panel for the elevator doors to open.

Once again, he didn't turn to look at Jungkook as he stepped into the elevator. Although his back faced the other, Taehyung's eyes eventually drifted to Jungkook's reflection in the mirror, his eyes full of splendor. Their gaze locked onto each of their reflections just as soon they met, carrying hundred unspoken words that couldn't be uttered by the tongue, leaving them to wonder.

The doors eventually swept back, finally parting them from each other.

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"You know I overheard a couple of officers speaking about the traitor rumor this morning..." Johnny fiddled the chopstick between his fingers.

Taehyung looked up from his tray, face expressionless.

Jihyo clicked her tongue.  She side-eyed the man seated beside her.

"again with that, you are asking for a probation now-" Jihyo reprimanded, shaking her head.

The doubt hadn't yet rested within the Department.

There has always been something weird going about and Taehyung, although never set out to investigate it, was well aware about it.

He averted his gaze to his tray, not able to hide his curiosity "What were they talking about?"

"That one of the Reaper's associates that hasn't been caught yet is walking amongst us."

Taehyung moved uneasily in his seat and then looked up, meeting Johnny's glinting eyes.

"And what do you think about it?"

Johnny sighed, picking up a meatball and shoving it in his mouth. He chewed loudly, propping his elbow on the table.

"Sounds like a catch, but humiliating when they're suspecting the security division." He rolled his eyes, pointing his chopsticks at the other male. "If I had wanted to take advantage of my abilities, I'd rather choose to hack into rich people's bank accounts and steal money for a crime, rather than helping a psychopath kill people.."

Jihyo snorted looking over at him, whilst Taehyung shook his head ignoring the comment, and proceeded to eat while his thoughts ran astray.

It wasn't that the thought hadn't crossed his mind before, it's just that Taehyung didn't want to put in his trust too boldly on something made of pure speculations and assumptions, on his very own people.

The surprise meeting with the Reaper at the Cosplay-Convention.

The artificial bomb delivered to his name.

The declaration to an open challenge inscribed for him in the basement.

The multiple camera footage disruption.

The incident that went down in the Forensics.

The kidnapping of Kim Jennie.

There was indeed someone who knew a lot about their schedules and this necessarily didn't have to be an outside person.

Even if it were to be mere coincidences, Jennie's disappearance was a planned kidnapping, but even if this were to be undermined, it couldn't explain of what happened to Jin.

There really was no explanation at all.

The man was found bloodied in his own office and the cameras were said to depict Distorted images? But then again, what even classified as Distorted images?

Taehyung looked up at the two seated infront of him. Whilst Johnny yapped away,  Jihyo ate silently giving acknowledging hums here and there.

What happened to Jin had no explanation whatsoever.

His metal chopsticks clinked against the base of his bowl, his thoughts racing.

An eeiry sensation had curled up in his guts, although faint, it felt too uncomfortable to ignore.

There were indeed a lot of things that the Detective had earlier turned a blind eye to, assuming for it to be impractical and senseless, but the very same things had now once more returned to claw at his skin.

The Reaper was caught.

It should have ended Taehyung's worries.

Taehyung swirled the cold noodles in his bowl, brows creased.

Jin had mentioned of something being odd about Han SoJoong's lair and thereby requested for help from the unit.

Could it be possible, that he had discovered something that everybody else failed to notice?

Could it be possible, that for this reason something very wrong happened to him??

Taehyung shook his head in dismissal.

If it were to be someone, the cameras out and around the forensic lab would have spotted somebody even if the footage on the inside didn't work.

Taehyung fixed his gaze on the red colored broth, the chopped scallions floating on the surface like a bunch of iridescent halos.

Taehyung pursed his lips, throat drying up.

What if the Distorted images, weren't camera malfunctions, but rather something that couldn't be seen with mortal eyes?

He's walked alongside the Devil, a Demon and a celestial creature who were all immortal, the entire time without a single hint of their origin.

But what if that wasn't all?

What if there are more?

Taehyung jerked in his seat when an ice cold hand touched him, his eyes meeting Jihyo's concerned gaze.

"You seem lost- are you alright?" She frowned.

Taehyung sighed, nodding his head as he withdrew his hand. Were his thoughts all that obvious on his face?

Jihyo's shoulders drooped, "you've been out of it lately Taehyung. Since New Years'..." she paused, eyes solemn "If there's something bothering you, let us know."

"Yeah man, I know this rumor is pretty tacky but its whatever at this point. If we are to be investigated for it, then we are to be investigated." Johnny scoffed, shoving the sautéed greens in his mouth, chewing loudly "it's not like I'm going to jail eitherway. The last time I came close to committing a crime was stealing 20,000 won from my dad's wallet in middle-school and had my ass handed back to me by him." Johnny visibly shivered "talk about childhood trauma."

Jihyo rolled her eyes, sighing exasperatedly.

"-now everytime I accidentally slip in a coin, I can almost see him looming over my shoulder-" he cackled evily.

Taehyung snickered and stood up, his tray in his hands.

"I'm off then, I've got stuff to catch up with"

"Mm me too. I can't taste any of this." Jihyo scowled "I'm craving for some Yukhoe." She mumbled to herself and then flashed a grin "I think it's time to put a hole in my bank account. See you guys-"

Johnny let out a sigh after Jihyo left and looked up at Taehyung.

"Neither of you have table manners-"

Taehyung rolled his eyes and left Johnny to his antics.

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Taehyung slightly averted his gaze, trying to ignore the pair of eyes that intensely stared at him.

This wasn't what he had planned.

Okay, maybe- he did plan this- but... not for things to turn up like this at least.

"...so I was wondering, if you knew anything about what Jin was researching..." Taehyung paused, looking up at the pale skinned man in a dark blue sweater seated before him. A white blanket was draped across his thighs, hiding away his limbs.

Taehyung initially just wanted to meet Dr.Min, since he happened to be around Jin a lot before he had to withdraw once again due to his 'health issues'. It made sense, Jin was researching about something from Han SoJoong's lair, and if there was any information that could help him narrow down the possibilities of what possibly led to it, it could help him find the answers faster.

It made sense.

Yes.

But when he had knocked at the door, the face that greeted him first wasn't Dr. Min, rather Jimin- who had a wide grin at first but  then his eyes slowly contorted into that of shock.

Taehyung didn't consider much of it and stepped in, only to be greeted with the same expression by Dr. Min as well.

Dr. Min, however recovered from whatever shock he received and tamed his expression quickly. But the same couldn't be said for Jimin, who was staring at him, as if he had killed a cat.

Taehyung suddenly felt too self conscious.

"Although, I am confident of my capabilities with years of experience...  I don't think I can quite explain about what goes on in SeokJin's head." Yoongi sighed, shaking his head in dismissal.

"If he wasn't just as much of a genius he proclaimed himself to be, I'd say he idled around with all of his crazy theories." Yoongi pressed his nimble fingers to his mouth, thinking hard "the only hints he gave me was something about metal... coal? Han SoJoong's lair was a rundown factory that declined over the years with no proper facilities to manufacture a complete product... but the machines ran all day all night, which left Seokjin to wonder if there was a greater scheme behind this."

Taehyung hummed, in deep thought. He too, had wondered of this.

"Jin's intuition is rarely ever wrong." Taehyung mumbled and looked up "I will go through the reports once more and see if I missed anything."

Yoongi hummed with a nod, his eyes beaming "oh- and send my greetings to Seokjin, when he wakes up."

Taehyung nodded curtly and with an air of finality, he got to his feet "I will. Thankyou for your time, Dr. Min."

Taehyung paused, wondering if it was alright to wish him quick recovery, despite knowing about the cause of his injury.

Taehyung shook away the sentence from his mouth and bowed his head slightly. Instead, he said, "I hope to see you in the Department soon then."

Subtle.

Dr. Min didn't straight away deny, and smiled plainly. His features appearing softer.

"I'll be going as well." Jimin finally spoke up  his tone nonchalant "Don't trip over the threshold. I won't help with stuffing your guts again."

Either Taehyung had spent too much time with Jungkook or he truly needed the Pope to descend from the Vatican city to cleanse his mind.

Taehyung wasn't sure of the arrangement between Jimin and Dr.Min.... but then again, every person who had knots tied down with Jimin, were indeed in an odd relationship with the Demon.

Jungkook and Jimin? a Master-servant. A King-guard. A employer-employee. A sort of twisted, love-hate yet, extremely loyal relation, perhaps?

Taehyung, himself and Jimin?  Hatred, misunderstandings and exasperation, but it also held, understanding, protection, respect and friendship for some extent. There was also a line, where Taehyung could say, loyalty.

Yoongi and Jimin? Well.. this is where shit hits the fan more or less. Jimin seemed awfully mean and overbearing to the pale skinned man, but Taehyung already had quite the hunch of what Jimin probably looked like if he has to be 'mean'.... and his behaviour towards Yoongi didn't entirely fit the criteria.

But neither did Dr. Min seem to be all that frail. Taehyung wasn't sure, what a See-er was... but if he's able to withstand Jimin's taunts and Jungkook's wrath all the same... then he's clearly unordinary. Fitting for an immortal.

Even if it seemed Jungkook clearly disliked Dr. Min and vice versa, Jimin being the Devil's loyal guard didn't care much and still hung about Dr. Min and Jungkook, didn't seem to mind about it either?

A lot of it was confusing. The whole arrangement was. But then again, knowing that the Devil himself still had ties with a high-tier Angel... Taehyung knew he shouldn't concern himself with outworldly things.

His thoughts returned to his initial conjecture that laid to decision.

It must not be sexual, Taehyung concluded noticing the fiery glare in Dr. Min's eyes directed at Jimin.

Considering the fact that the last time Taehyung had seen Dr. Min was with an 8inch wide gaping hole in his stomach with his blood strewn everywhere in Jungkook's penthouse and one of his feet already in the grave.... Jimin's conjecture of stuffing his guts shouldn't be sexual, rather literal, directing to his physical wounds.

Taehyung grimaced and mentally delivered an apology, wishing for a quick recovery. He silently walked out of the door followed by the pink haired male.

Jimin didn't talk to him and wordlessly followed him to his car.

"I'll accompany you." The pink haired male declared, before opening the door and stepping into the passenger seat of his vehicle.

Taehyung exhaled and stepped in as well, hitting the ignition.

"Where are we going?" Jimin asked monotonously.

Taehyung glanced at his side view mirror, and steered the car out of the parking slot, "Jimin... you can see things.. I can't see right?"

"As in?"

Taehyung firmly gripped the steering wheel and shrugged nonchalantly "Angels... Demons.... anything that is not human?"

"Yeah. What's up with that?" Jimin chirped.

The mortal blinked, stopping at the red traffic light "there is something I want you to check out."

They didn't talk after that, remaining in a stiffling silence. The cars zipped past as did the building on either side.

"Seoul Police Department?" The pink haired male spoke up, observing the road and the entrance.

Taehyung hummed in response and drove in through the open gates, parking his car in the parking lot.

Taehyung undid his seatbelt and turned to face Jimin in his seat.

"The night... when the Reaper performed his last stunt, something else happened at the Department." Taehyung paused, and then continued with his explanation "Dr Kim SeokJin, is my colleague and friend. He works in the Forensics. Before the units were called in, something happened in Jin's office... he was found bloodied, as in, his face was entirety messed up against his desk..." Taehyung softly exhaled, lowering his eyes "It seemed like, he did it to himself... but Jin's not someone who'd do something like that. The camera footages came out as Distorted and there has been no record of anybody stepping into the office when the event likely took place... so-"

"So you're thinking this must be the work of someone who is invisible?" Jimin interjected and Taehyung nodded slowly.

"It seems far fetched, I know... even the Lieutenant has asked us to not deal with this anymore and that he himself will look upon it..." Taehyung sighed and slumped in his seat "but I can't rest... Jin's a friend."

Jimin narrowed his eyes "your Lieutenant is suspicious then."

Taehyung looked at the pink haired male with bewilderment "Lieutenant isn't like that."

Jimin snorted and stepped out of the car "who spotted the scene first then?"

The Detective followed suit and locked his car "Jihyo, my colleague. She walked in first and then passed out from shock..."

Jimin chuckled "passed out from shock? Finding an easy way out after committing a crime huh? Guess there are people using old school tactics even to this day haha"

Taehyung narrowed his eyes "Jihyo isn't like that either."

Jimin snickered but didn't respond and walked about, looking at the building ahead of him. He got down on his one foot and pressed his finger tips to the ground beneath him.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung questioned.

"I'm not Jungkook to easily perceive through things with my eyes alone." The Demon grunted and Taehyung's immidiately shut up, letting the male carry about his demoncraft.

Taehyung watched with his eyes glimmering, marveling at whatever Jimin was doing, even if he didn't understand.

"So? What do you think? Do you sense anything?" Taehyung asked, curious.

"Its weird in here." Jimin mumbled, eyes clenched shut.

Taehyung held his breath in anticipation.

Exhaling, the pink haired male stood up, dusting his hands. "There's faint presence of something that isn't human.... but whatever it was, it's no longer here right now."

Taehyung's heart sank, but it edged with an uncomfortable fear.

There truly was something other than Jungkook and Yoongi in here.

"It has either left or is away as of currently...hm.." Jimin paused and looked up, eyes dark, full of mischief. "I wonder who hasn't been to the Department lately..."

Taehyung scoffed and turned away "how am I supposed to know? There are so many people who work here-"

"What about somebody you and Dr. Kim SeokJin, both are familiar with?" Jimin interrupted.

A lot of faces flashed before his eyes, but the most prominent one, who knew both, him and Jin as well, and was also, currently away- infact unconscious and in a deep coma, remained longer in his mind than it should have.

Taehyung frowned deeply "do you find pleasure in blame game?"

Jimin grinned evily "absolutely."

Taehyung shook his head in dismissal, sighing out in exasperation.

Hoseok has been his friend for the longest now.

If Hoseok, out of all the people was someone who had ulterior intentions, there would absolutely be no good people remaining on earth.

The trust and respect he had for the man, surpassed the trust he had on himself.

But perhaps the same couldn't be said for Jimin or Jungkook for that matter of fact when it had to with Hoseok. Taehyung hadn't voiced it out yet, but his observational skills wouldn't deceive him that easily. It did seem like there was some form of unspoken (one-sided) bad blood between Jungkook and Hoseok.

Taehyung assumed it had something to do with his summoning on the night, where he was ready to exchange his life in return for Hoseok's. Maybe Jungkook was upset with this, which later led him to lose control and hurt someone. His face would contort on hearing Hoseok's name and then he'd immidiately switch topics, wanting to avoid all of it.

This was Taehyung's deduction from his side and well- Jimin... Taehyung knew Jimin would eternally side with Jungkook no matter what and therefore he'd project whatever Jungkook thinks of, except for 10 times more taunting as possible.

"Speaking of which, aren't you garnering help from me a little too much?" Jimin tilt his head, resting his hand on the hood of Taehyung's car.

Taehyung shot a weird glance at the male, uncomfortable at the words bubbling in his throat but eventually chose to spit it out "is it wrong to seek help from a friend?"

A capable friend at that too-

A shit eating grin made its way on Jimin's lips, he leaned over the hood like a feline stretching over.

Delighted at the response, he hummed "it wouldn't be too good for me, if you keep it up." He jutted his lips and Taehyung suddenly felt cornered in Jimin's watchful gaze "Jungkook thinks I'm hogging up his spot as your partner...."

Taehyung's mouth parted at the sheer ridiculousness.

He huffed away the warmth in his chest "he's being absurd."

Jimin didn't respond, switching his weight on his feet "so are you coming tonight?"

"Tonight? Tonight where?" Taehyung asked, with confusion laced onto his face.

"Sinner's reopening. You should have received the message by now." The pink haired dmale answered.

Holding the thought, Taehyung fished out his phone calmly, not wanting to be seen like some love sick fool infront of Jimin and swiped through the lock, to notice he had missed a call from the raventte and few messages beamed from his inbox.

1:47pm| Jeon: Sinner at 9. I hope to see you there🥂

1:47pm| Jeon: miss me just a lil bit until then.

1:48pm| Jeon: in secret, ofcourse.

Taehyung stiffled the grin that reached his lips, resorting to smile instead.

"I saw that"

Taehyung dropped his smile.

"You slept with him didn't you?" Jimin finally dropped the bomb he had been waiting to the entire time and Taehyung felt the blood rush and drain in his veins.

He didn't answer and promptly opened the door to his car, slipping in.

Jimin caught on and quickly stepped in just before Taehyung could lock the man out.

"You're not denying." Jimin beamed and Taehyung groaned, wanting to escape.

Jimin took no hint or perhaps he did, but wasn't willing on letting the mortal be.

"I'm surprised Taehyung, haha- I like surprises." The Demon teased.

Taehyung hissed, his eyebrows tugged and a frown on his lips "Stop talking..  please-"

"Oh?" Jimin voiced out, stumped. His face went from delight to border-line grim  "I've known Jungkook for longer than I can remember... so I'm sure he didn't force you into this."

Taehyung clenched his eyes shut and dug the heels of his palms into them, wishing for the latter to just stop speaking.

"Do you regret sleeping with him?"

Taehyung's head snapped up, a little annoyed "what's there to regret? It's just sex alright?"

Jimin scoffed and narrowed his eyes at the mortal who averted his gaze.

The Demon hummed, eyes still squinting at the other and then shrugged nonchalantly. Cicking his tongue, he blandly muttered "so boring."

Jimin stepped out of the vehicle and turned to look at the mortal in the driver's seat. Hands resting on the door, the Demon crooned his head inside, with the rest of his body on the outside.

"Fish out a black or perhaps gold outfit for tonight. Jungkook loves it"

Oh- Kay? Please leave already? Taehyung pleaded inwardly. He didn't want advices to win the heart of someone he desired, right now, he wanted to bury himself.

How did Jimin even know he slept with Jungkook in the first place?

Did Jungkook tell-

"Oh and.. it'd take more than one shower to rinse off"

"What?" Taehyung whispered, dazed out of his wits but simultaneously hoping it wasn't what he was thinking.

"Jungkook really did give his all this time, I can't remember the last time this happened-"

Taehyung scrambled like a bat exposed to sunlight, blood rushing to his face. He lunged to push Jimin away and shut the door so he can drive away peacefully before the Demon could continue.

But Jimin clearly had greater schemes.

"Leave!" Taehyung groaned helplessly, flustered.

Jimin smiled a smile of a man upto no good. "Mm Jungkook's probably proud with his feat, but if you'd walk around like this, the Heavens would stir from sensing two Jungkooks on the mortal realm."

"ARGH STOP TALKING-"

"-there's no shame in talking. A man should experience the wonders of being filled to brim from the beh-"

Taehyung slammed the door shut, fuming. Face switching between red and white.

He didn't linger anymore and quickly revved out, hands gripping the steering wheel.

He let out an inaudible scream to loosen his nerves and relieve him from his embarrassment.

No wonder why Jimin and Dr. Min seemed so shocked.

He clearly reeked of sex. Even after a shower.

He exhaled, eyebrows furrowed and then licked up his chapped lips. The embarrassment settled onto his chest, melting into his ribs and succumbing into his heart.

With a shake of his head, he changed his location from the local cemetery to his house, to welcome a deep cleansing bath instead of a grave he had initially planned to dig up for himself.

He pursed his lips, heart thumping in his chest.

Maybe... not all that deep of a cleansing bath.

The thought remained.

If he were just smelling like Jungkook.... perhaps, maybe... just maybe... Taehyung didn't dislike it all that much?

Don't miss me too much in secret then, he had said.

Now who is Taehyung to follow instructions of a civilian?

Smiling softly, he missed the raventte, the entire way till the sun dipped behind the horizon and the skies pulled the dark veils overhead.

He missed him.

Secretly ofcourse.

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Author's Note:

It's hard to write an awkward character when you're awkward of the events just as much as the protagonist lol....

A whole struggle lmao.

Anyway, I think I will update one more time before going back to hiatus. This time, it's for real, because, life isn't a lemon, but it's an onion. And as you go peeling through each layers, you'll discover different levels of mental instability I possess.

Also. Fuck exams. Exams can go suxk ass. Bunch of basic moldy wet socks. Ugh.

Pray for a sis yall, hope she don't fail.

Hhhhhhh

Thanks for the support!♡! See you, until next time for once before I dip and eventually show up next year-

I wish I was kidding-

I hope I am T_T

Take care and stay safe♡

Love,
J