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very good: a taekook fanfic

choking on the knife in my trachea, but uh, here's another fanfic from my muse(s), dreamy bangtan (●'∀｀●)
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the rain was pounding heavily on taehyung's windows.

he looked outside with a sigh, the harvest would be soon.

the man threw up his hair into a messy mini ponytail and began digging through his closest for his gardening shears.

"muy bien," taehyung muttered upon discovering the object.

he then proceeded into the kitchen, putting some tea on the kettle.

taehyung waited for the kettle's ghastly screech once the leaf water was ready and took it off the heat.

he opened his cabinets and pulled out two rain boots, filling them to the brim with tea.

he was expecting someone.

the doorbell rang, taehyung ran to the door, his feet pounding on the stained carpet and opened it to reveal his mailman.

"good morning jungkook,~~" taehyung greeted with a blinding smile.

"here's your package, you fucker," jungkook replied, setting a large box down and kicking it into taehyung's house.

"can you come in for a minute?" the older boy asked.

"i'm working. fuck you," Jungkook replied turning around.

"only if you want to," taehyung replied, his voice all of a sudden DRIPPING with SIN.

Jungkook stopped, and turned to face taehyung.

"sure," jungkook entered the man's empty house.

"have some tea," taehyung offered, "and some biscuits," he pulled a bag of oreos out from his jeans.

"no thanks, i'm on an american diet, do you have any cookies instead?"

"sorry, no," taehyung shrugged.

suddenly, jungkook spit out his drink.

"what in tarnation?" jungkook shrieked.

"what?" taehyung asked.

"what kind of tea is this?"

"dirt tea."

"it's awful. anyways, are we gonna do the thing?"

"yeah, let's go out to my garden, it just stopped raining."

"heck yeah," jungkook nodded, following the man outside.

the man was then met with a giant hole dug into the wet soil.

taehyung began to climb into the hole, a huge grin on his perfect face.

jungkook's understood.

"aju joha," jungkook mumbled, pulling out the spoon he was saving for his 3 o clock soup buffet from behind his ear.

the man to scoop dirt into the hole, burying taehyung.

"sehr gut," taehyung whispered.

"very good."

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the end.

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sehr gut.
& uh, u bet ur ass there's a namjin one,,
send love to dreamy, they create majik ((: