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(Completed) In which the embodiments of death and love come together... *** "Did you ever charm spoke me to make me do something against my will and made me forget about it?" Yoongi asked, "just because you wanted to?" he added. Seok-jin flushed a confirmation that he was guilty. He laughed hysterically thinking a pretend joke could get him out. "You, manipulating narcissistic cherub!" Yoongi accused as heads of ancient monsters and shadows from the depths of Tartarus started to escape slowly from his wings. "W-wait! Min Yoon-gi, let me explain... O-only when necessary!" Jin staggeringly defended. "I'm sorry, okay? It won't happen again, I promise!" "Define necessary or I swear you would be one of the souls in my wings!" The god of love shrugged then looked at the god of death as if carefully choosing his words. "Well, if I want a slice of your pizza -- situations like that. I mean, c'mon, Yoonie! Nobody could resist the temptation of pizza!" Jin cutely pouted. *** WittyInsane Diversus Identicus BI. The Master of Souls Short Story
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