BTS **One Shots**

Vmin : 7:50

Dedicated to my boo: theyerimist♡♡

:Slightly Angsty:

Date: October 21, 2013
Name: Kim Taehyung
Age: 21 years old
Time of death: 7:50 pm
Cause of death: Murdered

October 21, 2013 ,8:00 pm
He was getting ready to go to dinner with the love of his life and his best friend , it was their 3rd year anniversary that night, until he got a call.

"Is this Park Jimin?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is the police, we found your contact number in the phone of a victim"

His heartbeat stopped for a moment praying to God the person he was referring to wasn't

"Kim Taehyung, do you know him?"

His heart dropped, time stopped for a moment hot tears fell down from his eyes, he didn't care that there was still a person from the other line, and the fact that person could hear him breaking down.

October 21, 2013 ,8:56 pm

He was running, running as fast as he can, thinking that if he got there sooner he would still be alive, "I-I'm looking for a Kim Taehyung" the nurse looked up at the blonde, his hair was a mess, eyes puffy and obviously dried tear stains were still visible on his puffy red cheeks, she pitys him.

It was there, his face covered, the older male approached him
"Please God" as if his pleads would be heard, he still prayed it wasn't him.

He took off the cloth covering his face, and there he was, Kim Taehyung, his bestfriend, the same boy he fell inlove with 3 years ago, the same boy that made his heart flutter from the cheesiest jokes, the same boy he wanted to spend his whole life with.

He was there, lying there, face pale, eyes closed, and a visible slice on his neck, with shaky hands he stroked his cheek "T-Tae" he smiled sadly, tears forming in his eyes "stop playing games with me Tae, its not funny" yet his comment was responded with silence.

October 21, 2013 ,10:00 pm

Kim Taehyungs family members arrived, his younger sister Kim Yerim couldn't help but cry out loud, looking at the dead body she once knew as his overly active and goofy older brother, she kneels down beside his brothers corpse apologising to him, for everything she has done wrong to him, believing that his spirit was still there.

Jimin was at the corner of the room, sitting silently, he still couldn'taccept reality, He was dead, and there was nothing he could do about it.

2 years later

December 18, 2015 ,8:30 pm

He was standing on the table yelling, face flushed, blonde hair messy, a bottle of beer on his right hand, and his left hand on the pole, he just got out of work and it was payday, which means he was going to the club.

December 18, 2015 ,9:42 pm

He was drunk, and yet he was driving, his vision was blurry, hands shaky and not properly holding on to the wheel, his eyes started to get heavy and he could feel sleep consume him.