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“Get off me.”

Jungkook groans in annoyance as he pushes the angel away, his rough skin accidentally scraping the latter.

“Chill— fuck you cut me.”

The angel growls through gritted teeth, eyebrows furrowed, eyes burning with rage.

“You’re the one who attacked me first.”

The demon dusts the ash off his tight suit, the fabric having turned gray and a tad bit looser— they used to hug his muscles more tightly, tracing every line.

“I fell, you don’t need to be so aggressive.”

Taehyung scowls at him again, this time taking a step closer to threaten him further.

“I don’t give a fuck, don’t fall on me.”

The demon remains arrogant and displeased with the collusion; the accident having occurred due to an experiment gone wrong.

His witch best friend created an explosion that blasted him to the other side of the city— Jungkook’s stupid side.

“You’re such a moron.”

The angel scoffs as he touches the bruise, hissing when the pad of his fingers meet his red flesh.

“I’m the moron? You’re the one who decided to fall from the sky—why didn’t you use your wings?”

Jungkook looks genuinely annoyed, he always carries hate for Taehyung, but today is rather worse.

“It was an accident, okay? I’m sorry, damn, chill.”