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The heat caressed his cheek when he looked out from the small storage room through a hole in the wall. Outside, only meters away, stood he and Seokjin.
The staring competition had come to an end and they both had fallen silent. The sound of the sparkling flames was the only thing being heard.
Perhaps, the calm before the storm.
Suddenly, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Taehyung's friend.
"Where're your friends when you need 'em?".
Taehyung could easily run up to the man and snatch the gun from his hand. The man wouldn't see it coming. He wouldn't see him coming as Taehyung's invisible self melted into the background.
But could he really save Seokjin? What if they both died in the cup?
Or, he could leave, but with having left a friend to die haunting his consciousness. He couldn't do that, could he?
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Freaks
FanfictionBTS x reader ~ They called you monsters. Freaks. And little by little you started to believe in it. Letter by letter. Word by word. Monster. ~ Disclaimer: - I don't own BTS. In this book, they're fictional characters and any occurrence similar to re...
