Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Fingers moves quickly against the key board, rapid eyes moving across the screen to the map filled with green and red dots, along with a security system data scrolling through various numbers on the side.

Various numbers that cruises through his mind, but only one is the most important.

Jimin's number.

Karma can feel himself grow relentless with the computer screen because the phone doesn't appear anywhere on the map, and he knows damn well Jimin had his phone with him since they were just texting.

Unless they took it away or broke it.

"Check the last time the phone was activated."

Karma follows Tigresa's voice and puts in the new information, immediately appearing a red dot at a specific location on the map.

The last time the phone was activated was nine minutes ago.

"Phone is not available anymore," Karma mutters, gripping his blonde hair in distress, "I'm going to lose my fucking mind!"

Suddenly it felt as though he was kicked back, abruptly snapping him to the inner world while V took the wheel in fronting instead. Of course she's going to find ways on relaxing the body or just doing something from Karma's previous anxious state for when Taehyung fronts, but right now Karma is going completely insane inside the inner world.

He's punching the wall, breaking down chairs and tables with his bare hands until a hand yanks his arm back from his havoc state.

Seconds away he was to literally slamming his fist to Tigresa's face, but the second he saw those odd eyes staring at him, he only drops his fist with a grimace.

"I'm not in the fucking mood to deal with your shit right now-"

"I'm not asking you to fucking deal with anything," They snap back, arms crossed over their chest, "You should've told him to call the cops you stupid fuck!"

Karma rolls his eyes and shoulder bumps past them to go to the living room, "I said I'm not dealing with this!"

"Oh you know I'm right you asshole!" Tigresa snaps after him, storming to the living room as well, "This is the thing with you! Always so damn impulsive all the damn fucking time-"

"I'm impulsive!?" Karma gawks, turning around to face them, "You told him to go to Spain like a desperate bitch-"

"Taemin deserves to be punished for hurting him-"

"And that's not your fucking problem!" Karma explodes angrily, getting to their face and pressing a finger to their shoulder, murderous eyes glaring into Tigresa's equally murderous gaze, "You don't care about anyone else but yourself. Pushing everyone away! Sabotaging our efforts in healing and making peace with this body, as if we don't share it! You are a selfish bitch who doesn't know how to control their damn tongue-"

A hand slaps to Karma's mouth, Tigresa's angering eyes glaring into his as they grips his mouth tightly to not let him speak.

"Your voice aggravates me," Tigresa growls angrily, pushing him back with the same hand on his mouth, "You just think you're better than me don't you? Well news flash for you."

They push him back against the wall, teeth now snarling like a vicious animal, "We are more alike than you think," And Tigresa perks a small scowl, "So don't start bad mouthing me when you clearly have a shit ton of problems to deal with as well."

An arm is suddenly around their waist, yanking them close and a hand clasped to their jaw, fingers digging their flesh that nearly made Tigresa flinch from the pain but Karma gaze was much more deadlier than the pain.

It always is.

And his teeth grits, "Don't test me Tigresa," He growls bitterly under his breath, "Or I will show you why my name is Karma."

Tigresa narrows their eyes and leans to his face, equally raging as his, "You don't scare me."

Karma and Tigresa share intense glaring stares, close to how a psychotic murder would stare at their victim before they die. It's anything but gentle, and it's a vicious fire that burns inside both of their bodies that only is provoked whenever they breathe around each other.

There's never a day where they could get along, always clashing against each other by how much their difference are. Yet in someway Tigresa is right.

They're quite similar, in a psychotic way.

Karma grip on their waist tightens as his anger intensifies, practically breathing fire out of his mouth by how livid he is.

Yet he doesn't say a word.

Instead he aggressively let's them go, storming out to their own room and slams the door shut behind them, leaving Tigresa to finally catch their breath.

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A/N:
Seems like these two have a lot of anger tension going around, well that's not exactly so surprising.

Wow two upsets how are you guys doing with that? Hahaha

Let's see how all of this unfolds!!

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