It seemed Taehyung had always liked the wrong things in life, such as instant coffee with lots of cream and sugar, or old trot songs no one listened to any more, or vintage jewellery that would look right at home on Queen Elizabeth.

It is thus no wonder that, when black-haired, black-eyed and dark-souled villain Jeon Jungkook stumbled into his home to hide from the hero, Taehyung immediately took a liking to him. "You're hurt," he had noted.

Jungkook had been about to aim and shoot but how could he when, for the first time, someone was being nice to him, tending to his wounds, offering water. And with a smile at that.

"I could kill you," he said instead, to remain in character a little while longer. But Taehyung simply laughed. "Why would you?"

Why would he indeed? "Are you not scared of me?" he asked.

"Should I be?"

"My fingers can shoot deadly laser beams."

"I don't believe you."

Jungkook pointed at a vase sitting on a nearby shelf. POOF

"Whoa! That's so pretty!" Taehyung marvelled at the rainbow coloured heart-shaped confetti flying all around.

What the-

Jungkook tried again, and again, and again, but no deadly laser beams gushed out of his hands. By now, Taehyung's living room had turned into a carnival street party, much to the boy's delight.

Jungkook panicked. If he could no longer kill on the spot, then he could no longer be a villain. An unpleasant identity crisis was rearing its ugly head.

The thought that he had lost his purpose hit Jungkook hard.

"Don't worry about it," said the sweet boy who had stolen his heart (and consequently, his evil power). "I'm sure kids would love to have you at their birthday parties."

"Really?" The villain's eyes sparkled with excitement. But he quickly went back to brooding, because he didn't trust Taehyung's cheery — and contagious — disposition to look any good on him.

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Of course he does the kids' parties. And the weddings. And a funeral once (don't ask). He lives for Taehyung's praises. "I'm so proud of your successful career change!"

POOF

Glitters everywhere.

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This isn't much of a gift, nor is it anywhere near worthy of your talent, but I would still like to wish you the happiest birthday, Leo!

Thank you for sharing your brilliant writing with us~💜

And remember me when you are famous!

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