"It's only Billi," said Mr. Billimoria.
"I would like to see her," said Taehyung.
"Would you?" asked Mr. Billimoria. "Are you sure?"
Taehyung was sure. His eyes seemed to be full of an odd fog.
"Billi," ordered Mr. Billimoria. "Show."
A tiger appeared.
"Holy motherfucking Jesus!" shouted Taehyung.
"Naughty cat," said Mr. Billimoria and snapped his fingers at the tiger who yawned, stretched and shrank into an ordinary tabby.
"How? How?"
"I believe the ghost body is malleable," said Mr. Billimoria, as if he were talking of a recipe for an omelette. "You spend most of your time in the form you enjoy the most or in the form you thought of yourself the most. So if you enjoyed being a schoolboy, that's who you will be as a ghost."
Something hit Taehyung on the ear. He turned around, though he did not want to look.
"Pip pip old bean," said a cheeky schoolboy.
"That's grand-uncle Pesi," said Mr. Billimoria.
"Peshotan, enough of that," said a familiar voice.
"Mother?" said Mr. Billimoria.
"I didn't know where to look," said Taehyung to Y/N. "There was a fulsome woman in a revealing bathing dress."
"Parsi women are all..."
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Mistake- A Kim Taehyung Fanfic
FanfictionMr. Billimoria asked suddenly: "What do you think happens to us after we die, Mr. Kim?" "In our Bible, it is said..." he began. "Yes, yes and in our Zend Avesta it is said. And in the Koran, something else is said. The Vedas say something else. Also...
