Taehyung had to be fast. days were passing way to quick. Jimin haven't been the same. he wasn't dancing anymore, he was just sitting listening to the music and moving his hands to the sounds. his body was too fragile to do something, he didn't dare to dance properly. when he walked he could hear everything creak and crack. It was worrisome. Jimin was on his last bits. one hit and he will shatter. Which is why Taehyung had been pulling all-nighters, working every night in his secret room. his clothes reek of death, his eyes red from exhaustion, yet he didn't stop. His eyes were forced wide open focusing on the pieces in his grip. He was attaching the hand to a cold lifeless torso. making sure to wrap it up so it won't fall off and can connect to the other flesh. He smiled and laughed seeing the body getting more and more shape. the last thing now were the eyes and legs. wile humming a song he approached the shelves and grabbed the jar with the beautiful blue eyes inside. He popped the lid open and reached inside the strange smelling liquid taking out the eyeballs. He carefully attached them in the head and closed the eyelids.

"He needs legs, beautiful legs." Taehyung mumbled while he searched in the box near the freezer, all his pieces had to be defrosted for it to be used. And now the last thing inside the box were two legs. one left the other right. They had smooth skin, the top was all bloody but it was a clean cut. Taehyung made sure to not mess up the parts that would be visible.

carrying the heavy legs to the table he attached them to the hips. using the excessive skin to stitch it to the hips covering the bloody line where the legs connected to the hips. moving up his hands away from the body he looked at it. everything was there now. every piece a body would need. He chuckled and grabbed the pen turning to the book of his father. He wrote down the last words on the last page. then dropping the pen.

"AHAHA, it worked. eh...hahaha....this...ahaha. no.....ahah" Taehyung couldn't hold his laugh when he saw his creation. he managed to create what his father had been trying to make. he finished his work in the end, just as Mr. Kim had wanted.

"Beautiful, just beautiful. oh oh. this is amazing. My Jiminie" Taehyung smiled creepily and placed his head on the cold dead chest caressing the body's face. "my new jiminie, beautiful" he giggled and moved back grabbing the clothes he had prepared. dressing the lifeless body up with all the clothes. adding the blue and black accessories he had made last week. they matched beautifully with the painted nails and his eyes.

"I won't let you go....you will be reborn, my love." Taehyung looked at the body that looked like two drops of water on his favorite doll. his Jimin....

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Jimin sat on the chair enjoying the music, his eyes were closed, he looked like he wasn't alive but his arms moved around following the music's flow. Hehad been listening to the same song over and over again, Sunhe kept returning to him to put the needle back on the disc. She had been cleaning the ballroom and had some nice conversation with the doll. She really liked jimin. she was no longer scared of the doll, he was part of the house. She saw him as a member of this place. just another person. It hurted her a lot seeing Jimin breaking like this. knowing he will be gone sooner than they had hoped. She will really miss the other.

Jimin was so into the music he didn't notice the ballroom door open. until the person said his name.

"Jimin" Taehyung saw the state of jimin and he could feel his heart shatter. Jimin won't make it for another day like this. So the raven took a deep breath pushing back his emotions and spoke up. "please..... perform for me one last time..."the raven said as he looked at the breaking doll.

"i...I will break..." Jimin said, concerned.

"I know. it's okay...I promised you. please...i want to see you dance one more time before i say goodbye"

Jimin looked back at him and, pushing back his sadness, he smiled. He stood up and moved his creaking body to the stage carefully walking up the stairs to the middle of the stage. And like his creator wished he slowly started humming, the song of before had already stopped, but he can still sing a song. A song he had heard so many times here. his lips parted making again the most beautiful voice. The blonde doll danced gracefully over the empty floor. His silk button-up with puffs around his lower arms moved over his curves when he did so. The rather skinny pants that connected to the top hugged his waist showing beautifully when he arched his back or tilted his upper body.

Taehyung ho stood in front of the stage looking at Jimin feeling his emotions build up. He could see the doll's movements were faltering, Jimin was struggling to keep his flow. yet he kept going. Towards the end of the act the doll started to lose its speed, his limbs moving slower, the joints not allowing him to move faster, they seemed to be getting heavier and heavier for him to move. His voice cracked with each sentence, but he kept going, he will keep it together until the end. Until suddenly the smile on his face faded.

The creator watched with a sad expression at his doll who slowly broke apart in front of him, shards fel on the stage leaving gaps in the dolls porcelain body, The doll barely moving, his voice was no longer heard so jimin shut his lips sadly. he can't do it anymore. he felt himself fading, he couldn't control the body anymore, he couldn't move anymore, he couldny speak anymore.

The doll forced one last smile looking into his creator's eyes, a tear rolling down his face as he ended with a soft barely audible voice, "I love you"

And then he just froze, a cold air went past taehyung as he looked at the lifeless doll. no longer the perfect creation. no longer the one he loves. It was just an empty shell. it was just a broken doll. Taehyung couldn't hold it back and started crying. getting on the stage to cup the doll's once perfect face, wiping away the wet tear with his thumb.

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last chapter is the last.👀🩸 ill see you then

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