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Messy

AHHH IM SORRY but I'm back

Needed to take some time (I know I do that a lot 😓

I'm going to try really hard to provide regular-ish updates to this now!

Thanks to everyone who's actually sticking with this and enjoying it it means the world to me

I wouldn't continue if I didn't know some of you like this!

Love you all, enjoy!
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"What are you doing crying on the floor?"

Taehyung inhales sharply as he freezes into his position on the oak floorboards

He already knows who's speaking, but he doesn't want to look

"I asked you a question."

Taehyung shudders slightly at the more aggressive tone used by the voice

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions he was experiencing,

Collecting himself he stands to his feet and finally makes eye contact with the voice.

"H-hello Pride," Taehyung says, as confidently as he can considering his earlier state of being

"I didn't say hello, now answer me." Prices voice seems to resonate around the luxurious room, echoing louder in Taehyung's ears.

"A-ah, sorry," Taehyung mumbles, feeling his anxiety increasing with every second.

"I just got caught up in my own thoughts.." he explains, desperately hoping Pride won't ask for a more detailed explanation.

"Well if you're going to act like the mess you are, I'd prefer you do it with the door closed." Pride says, his face never faltering from its seemingly permanent scowl.

Taehyung stutters for a bit, trying to find some kind of reasonable claim, something that'll keep Pride from killing him on spot- which Taehyung assumes he would do-

"W-well I mean..." he starts but stops quickly

With the door closed??

This is MY room???

Why is he even in here?!

'What right does he have?' Taehyung thinks dangerously

He speaks before he can think about the gravity his words hold

"What give you the right? It's my room anyway, why are you even here?" He spats, his fear turning to indignation in the face of the Sin

Taehyung is almost about to smirk when suddenly his body catches up to the situation before his brain does.

He feels the sudden urge to puke.

What the actual hell taehyung-ah you just put yourself on a verified suicide list nice going you just initiated warfare with the top sin, cool cool, nice one my guy this is grea-

His rambling thoughts are cut short by the knifelike voice of the man in front of him

His eyes scrunched tightly closed, Taehyung doesn't even catch the words Pride says as hes too absorbed by the expectancy of death, or worse

The voice echoes out again and this time Taehyung seems to catch most of it, slowly relaxing his tightly contracted muscles

"Don't question me. Just don't do it again, I don't need more mortal messes to clean up around here." Pride states, somehow his frown etching deeper into his darkened face.