Six years, five months, nine days, 4 hours and 12 minutes ago
Taehyung ran inside, the sound of a window breaking ringing in his ears.
"What happ-?" He cut himself as soon as he registered the scene in front of him. Everything was just as he has left it. The furniture were unchanged. The nuts bowl on the table was untouched. The mirror he glanced at showed nothing but his reflection. Everything was just fine.
Except for the broken window, it edges heavily coat with blood and an arm hanging through it. And the mirror in which he glanced again which showed two faces he'd never see again. One of a man who's eyes would haunt him. And one was his own, dark brown eyes, which would never again shine with innocence and joy.
His brain went blank until he registered a knife making a slit in his back.
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Hope Of Morning (VxBTS)
Fanfiction"Do you accept this mission, V?" "I do." "These are the sons of the most powerful and dangerous people of Korea. You know very well what protecting them means." "I do." "Then it is official. You, V, are, from now on, the bodyguard of Min Yoongi, Ki...
