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11✦ 𝐀 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲

Sweat glistened Jimin's skin, the ivory was shining like a pearl in the dim lightening of the washroom as he sat in its shell as gracefully as he could panting hardly, forehead attached to the man who was high on the taste of his sweet mouth and how much Jimin wished to turn that into venom so this man could die the death of his own greed and lust while Taehyung looked like he wouldn't mind drinking the venom through the mouth of the other, the mouth that he couldn't seem to get enough of even when he spend minutes exploring it until both of them ran out of breath and if it weren't for living they would've died in kissing the blood and bones they were born to loathe.

Jimin didn't know when he ended up in the other's lap and when he got so tangled with the other that it was hard to recognize who was who, Taehyung's hands wrapped around his waist as Jimin's were embracing his neck, eyes shut closed while they share the breathes in rapid motion at the reaction of their wildness they unleashed a while ago and when Jimin opened his eyes they shone like burning ambers seeing the face of the man he was holding so desperately in his arms, the same man he took an oath to kill in a way that even death would start fearing him.

He unwrapped his arms flinching back from Taehyung as the reality started to get visible with his senses awakening that had abandoned him to show him how untamed and viciously stupid he becomes when he stops listening to his mind and let his heart takes control. Jimin stands up from Taehyung's lap who was still stuck in a false realm of his dreams or maybe he haven't come back on the ground they left to flee high in the sky while Jimin has already grounded himself with the weight that was too heavy to let him breath as he feels his lungs burn from the realization of the situation

'It was a drunk mistake, Jimin something a situation called upon'

Jimin tells his head that was tormenting him, calling him out for being so reckless and pathetic that he kissed the man he came to kill, but he was half drunk he didn't know what he was doing, he would chant this to himself so he could sleep at night but deep down he knew, he was aware of what he was doing yet he did it anyways, he was always this way, wild soul, taking impulsive and impetuous decision not thinking about the consequences of his actions and always ended up regretting them, his father once told him it was a heritage he got from his mother, a reason he fell for her and stayed tied up in it for the rest of his life.

And to distract his mind from these insulting thoughts Jimin went to do the job he came here for and starts washing his coat that was now wearing a musky scent of someone else and by that Jimin was reminded how addicting it feels when Jimin has his lips attached to the owner of it who behind him rises up from the ground and Jimin pretend that he doesn't exist or at least the past hour didn't as he decided to remove it from the reel of time, deleting every absurd and shameless memory of it as he kept scrubbing his coat a little too harsh than needed taking out his anger on the poor fabric that was definitely not made for such treatment.

Embarrassed—no, Taehyung was horrified by his actions, how could he let the weakest side of him be shown to a stranger, and not just that he let himself get carried away by it, he let his fears take the best of him, how could he be so weak that he needed someone to lean on, he hated how pathetic he becomes whenever he let the demons of his past escape from the cages he locked them, no one was allowed to see him like that. He never let anyone take a glimpse of his weaknesses then how could he lower his guards now and allow the man to crawl under his skin

He regretted every bit of it yet he couldn't help but to shudder at the thought of his mind reminding him how intoxicated he was by the forbidden fruit dripping in his mouth, not any alcohol or any drug in the world was this powerful to make him forget himself completely, everything that ever happened to him slipped through his head like a rain drop on a leaf. Taehyung gulps down the sweet taste of Jimin still lingering at his tongue, biting lowly at his bottom lip staring at Jimin from behind as he tears his gaze away from the boy that was threatening to bring out the worst in him