Donor ↑ K.TH ✕ J.JK

Conversationalist's Act

It seems as if the dusk was to come

Enjoyed by few, satisfaction and hunger to be quenched in such different categories

Those born selfless to greedy

Broken by society's law

To attempt perfection

CONVERSATIONALIST'S ACT

Taehyung followed the stranger down the dim hallway, of which was overtaken by slim slivers of light creeping through the cracks of the doors he dare not enter. He felt his heart thumping in his chest, banging against his chest as his stomach twisted and turned. His eyes followed the graceful swain, walking silently down the never-ending hallway.

The room was quite large, not a surprise to Taehyung as Jungkook had spoken earlier, "You will be sharing a room with me." though, confusion clouded his already curious mind as he noticed a large, comfortable looking bed that was the only bed in the room. "There's only one bed" he spoke his mind aloud, allowing Jungkook to shift his cold gaze towards him. Without nerve or embarrassment, he spoke in a simple tone.

"You're going to sleep with me."

You may be thinking, awee! Jungkook must be lovely at night, that's why he wants Taehyung to sleep with him... no, not a chance. Jeon Jungkook does not get lonely. And as much as Taehyung is familiar with the room, considering it was the first room he had the opportunity to see and after the tour, it is no surprise the look of it (at least, not as surprising as when he first ventured the large home) the only surprise he was facing at the moment was the fact that Jungkook was telling him he's going to sleep with him.

It's funny how his life would be flipped upside down from careless to needing to be protected, badly. From this moment on, Taehyung would have to try as hard as he can to keep his life. (Asterisk pets dog evilly asterisk I am going to kill generic protagonists)

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9:50 PM and Taehyung is already laying next to a sleeping Jungkook, his mind clouded by thoughts as he glanced down at the swain. He could only mutter a tiny "fuck" under his breath. Despite his overall terrifying attitude, he looked absolutely stunning asleep. His milky pale skin(?) illuminated under the dim lighting looked almost ethereal, raven locks thrown everywhere and long eyelashes creating an evident shadow over his high cheekbones. His lips parted delicately, escaping tiny snores and holy fuck did Taehyung want to kiss hi- wait, what is he thinking? This dude is literally a murderer!

Over time, fatigue hit him, hard. And so, he let his eyes flutter shut and, falling backward quite dramatically, finally fell asleep.

What a mistake he made, checking out Jungkook so recklessly like that. For the next day, he would be woken up early, and half asleep. (mark 469 words)

Well, fuck.

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Taehyung was awoken to the sounds of a guitar strumming, reminding him of someone he held dearly, who would wake him up with soft singing and an elated guitar solo. Forgetting the circumstances he was put in due to the fact that he felt deathly, sitting exhausted in the bed he shared with someone to be labeled a stranger, he allowed his body to move and sit up, eyes once screwed tight opening to reveal something so utterly beautiful he could barely believe it was real.

Jungkook was sitting, mumbling lyrics to himself as his, quite skilled fingers danced across the strings. For a moment, Taehyung was lost in a tired trance, mouth resembling an o as the vocals became louder, to the point where the swain was cranking out dismal chords and Taehyung could feel his emotions through the power in his voice...

Is he a fucking siren?

... He hasn't noticed he was staring before Jungkook sent him a terrifying look,

and everything turned to black.

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he fucked up his first day and that's relatable