{TAEHYUNG (V) / bangtan + DAEHYUN/ b.a.p , a story about two serial killers working together side by side, eventually realizing that whatever it is that theyve been lacking until now, they can find it in the other.}We were destined to work together.Both of us had luck and skill, both of us urged to kill, both of us were thirsty for revenge. I’d let him do the planing unwillingly, but both of us knew he was better at it.One, two, three, four both’s already, and I .. I hated that word. He was something else.Between every couple of rushed breathes he’d squeeze in the words ‘us’ or ‘we’ and I choked on them every time without exception.‘It’s all ours’ he’d happily shout and I’d just pretend my hearing became worse than he knew. He wanted to share success and I didnt. ForewordI grew up somewhere I most certainly wasnt supposed to. Here, books were set on fire,but so were people.Anything that was in possession of this god damn city was bricked after midnight,but so were people.Guns and shots and screams and shouts and running steps across lonely streets, it was all just a daily reminder that I can never escape,and time, or too much of it, made me give up on even trying. No whispers in my ears or pats on my shoulders or arms around my waist or anyone beside me.I built myself from broken dreams and straps of lost confidence into something so undefined that I ... I dont even know what I am now. I am only still alive because I have nothing to die for.And since I met Taehyung, I figured theres more of us lost in nothing in particular but lost in everything as well.