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@min yoongi "It's not that simple Yoongi, coding is not that easy." there's a soft scoff from Taehyung but not exactly much malice in his eyes. The reaper himself was stubborn of course, but he's also frankly quite playful as well, this was not something he would fight Yoongi on even if he was frankly saving the other quite a bit of time if he got through to the other. "But you can do whatever you want you know, can't wait to get a phone call in a couple of days though with you complaining how hard coding is." he has a feeling that Yoongi won't be able to stick with it.

There's a small shift at Yoongi's words and Taehyung can't help but let out a laugh, tongue darting out to over his lips playfully before he bites down, sinking his teeth into his soft plush lower lip with a small playful hum. It's a pity that he doesn't have anymore of his drink left, because Taehyung would gladly show Yoongi what exactly he was capable of if he had a drink. "I don't think you saw me around it was a while ago but frankly--I did do a couple of y concept photoshoots. Nothing ual but maybe I'll try that in the future. Now that would be a new flavor of life wouldn't it." wasn't like his sentence was going to get any longer after all.

With a small hum, the male merely allows his eyes to flicker to the other's empty coffee cup before he utters a light and playful "Let's get out of here now, how about that Yoongi, take a walk before our job."

@kim taehyung Yoongi's face lit up a little again. "That would actually be wonderful, Taehyung! I actually still remember some Japanese from when I was growing up," he started to ramble, remembering his childhood. "My parents didn't speak it to me that much at home, since no one was watching us, but we spoke it all the time at school because those damn Japanese wanted us to... anyways, I would love to see what Japan looks like now. Thank you." He smiled warmly and sipped more at his coffee, frowning a bit when he realized it was empty, and he was only drinking the watered-down coffee at the bottom of the cup.

Shifting onto the next topic, Yoongi pushed his empty cup to the side of the table and rested his arms on it instead. "I would totally be able to make apps, Tae, it's easy. You just have to learn the code and I could dabble with it whenever I'm not reaping– trust me, it's almost a foolproof plan to make some extra money." He smirked, knowing that Taehyung wouldn't fight him on it– well, he assumed the other reaper wouldn't fight him. Taehyung wasn't as much of an intense person as Yoongi was, which led them to blend well together, personality-wise. He loved Taehyung in a brotherly way, and enjoyed teasing him like this, wherein he made himself perpetually right about everything. It was good fun. "How... you were a model? Were you in anything I would have seen?" Yoongi leaned in towards Taehyung and continued in a hushed voice, "It wasn't anything ual, was it?" He bit his lip to suppress a laugh.

@min yoongi "I don't think I need to barter with them to get what I want." if there was one thing about Kim Taehyung that anyone knew it was that with his exuding confidence there was also the sweetness that made him so lovable. If Taehyung wanted something it was pretty often than not that he ended up getting it, not only because he was quite self sufficient but because he was easy to work with. Manipulated, not exactly but he was always devoted to his task, and unbelievably loyal to his friends. "Say, I actually have a job tomorrow in Japan, how about we go together there hm?" in sort, Taehyung was an invaluable friend to all.

And it was those that he cherished that meant the most to him, Yoongi for example was an invaluable friend to him and thus Taehyung was willing to do things like this for the other. He enjoyed Yoongi's company, though the other was gloomy in a sense he always managed to light up Taehyung's day, leading for the other to cherish Yoongi for the time he spent with him. His days would be much sadder when Yoongi eventually moved on. But for now he couldn't or more like, wouldn't dwell on that thought, instead he focused on the very real reaper across from him whose small talk made Taehyung smile.

"I know what you mean Yoongi, reaping all the time is no fun. I'm not sure if your'e exactly qualified to make apps or whatever, but I think that if you went to school you could probably learn to." there's a small quip and Taehyung merely raises a finger as he takes a final sip of his drink "But you have to choose a job that's flexible. Once I chose a modelling job to take on because you know, wanted to make use of my good looks but the schedule was hell, definitely could not keep up reaping while I was modeling."

@kim taehyung Yoongi nodded and felt a small smile tickle the corners of his mouth. Despite his seemingly perpetual state of gloom, spending time with Taehyung seemed to always end in the other male making him feel better about his existence. "You're right, Tae," he said, opting to use a nickname for the smiling boy. "Maybe I just haven't been around enough yet to go to other countries to reap. After all," he chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't even know French, let alone any extensive English! But yeah, maybe barter with the higher-ups and see if you can get them to take me with you next time, wherever it may be. Thanks, Tae."

He appreciated Taehyung so much. Sure, he was almost the polar opposite of Yoongi in every way possible, but they balanced each other out well. These little meet-ups of theirs were important to Yoongi, whether he showed it or not.

At the mention of how mortals these days thought, Yoongi held back a booming laugh. "You're so ing right," he snorted. "I mean, I wasn't alive when you were, but I know that people used to be a lot easier to believe things than they are now. So funny..." He trailed off and took another sip of his drink, pondering over how his own existence had been going recently.

"I've been doing okay, to say the least," he said, shooting imaginary lasers from his eyes while spiting Taehyung for calling him gloomy. "Mostly just been reaping souls and trying to find time to get more into technology. Did you know that people make little things called apps for phones and tablets and they /make money/ off of them? I want to do that in my free time... I feel like I should make some other kind of living other than just reaping souls, you know? Make my extended existence /mean/ something." Despite his earlier, somewhat cheery demeanor, Yoongi sunk back a little in his chair at the thought of how long of a sentence he had left, and therefore how much time he had left on this earth – it was a long time.

@min yoongi "Maybe it's more dependent on the length of time that you reap." if only Yoongi had known. It was true that Taehyung's sin was no sin at all, merely the result of negligence but the guilt that kept the boy here was truly why he had been chosen to reap. Perhaps it was merely because the beings that had chosen had decided they need someone stable here, even when all the others had moved on, someone who would give this place a bit of spark. They never liked those that had committed true sins but the soft ones, the malleable ones, they were both the used and the pitied. How long would it take Taehyung to get over his guilt? Who knew.

"I mean I have been at this job for three hundred years. Next time I'll ask them to take you with me, alright? And you don't have to worry about that Yoongi, my record has been flawless hasn't it? Besides it's not like anyone would believe me anyways." three hundred years was a long time to keep his record clean and frankly it wasn't hard for Taehyung to manage it. At first he had all been about forming connections, getting to know people and whatnot but he had gotten good now at getting to know people without forming attachments, at disappearing off of the grid when need be.

There's a small smile dotting Taehyung's lips and the male merely takes another sip of his coffee as he drawls out a light "I could probably yell out my existence right here and no one would bat an eye except to give me a couple weird looks. You know how it works now these days, science." a waggle of the man's eyebrows before he raises an eyebrow at Yoongi "In any case, what have you been up to Yoongi? You look--about the same as usual. Just as gloomy."

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@kim taehyung "France?" Yoongi asked, his eyes widening in surprise. His lips hovered over his straw and took a small sip before continuing, "What the hell, they never send me places like that. I've only ever worked in North and South Korea – maybe they think I sinned so much I'm not fit to reap anywhere else." His eyes lowered and he sipped at his coffee again, pondering on that thought he let slip.

He swore that there was some fluke in the reaper system for Taehyung to have been assigned to being a reaper when he died. Seriously, there was not a sinful bone in the boy's body, and he even was allowed to go and reap the souls of Koreans traveling or living abroad. Yoongi slouched in his chair, feeling sorry for himself. The cold of his plastic cup seeped into his fingers and lifted the feeling from them as he thought about his existence. He inhaled and realized he had been silent for a little too long, and shook himself out of his daze.

"It's really nice that you got to go there, Taehyung. I hope you kept your cover, though," Yoongi half grinned, knowing how reckless Taehyung could be sometimes. "Those French don't need to know what kind of we have going on here in the Korean Peninsula."

@min yoongi Taehyung sees it, the sudden change in Yoongi. The other had donned a small smile merely moments before, enough to have Taehyung's lips curling into an even wider smile. He liked it when Yoongi smiled, it was something different from the other's normally stoic expression and well it seemed to always light his face up. But the smile disappears too soon and Taehyung has a feeling he knows exactly what the other was looking at. With a crane his head his eyes find their way to the numbers on top of the elderly woman, merely staring for a moment before he turns around with a soft cough. "At least she most likely had a long and fulfilling life." reaching forward, Taehyung offers the other's hand a soft pat of sympathy.

But he couldn't exactly empathize with Yoongi after all he didn't feel the stab of sorrow that Yoongi felt when he looked at her. What Taehyung saw instead was a woman who had lived her life to the fullest and who had enjoyed what it had meant to be human. The ones that truly broke his heart were the children that he had to reap but for many all he felt was a sense of peace. He was soft with them, gentle, and while his heart ached for them, he also watched how many seemed to willingly gaze at him like an angel and set forth on their path. Death for them perhaps, was not always bad. And the ones that truly wished to go forth back into the world well, Taehyung had no doubt they would be reborn in a new form.

"Work has been good for me you know? I mean, the whole reaping thing is--" Taehyung shrugs, taking a small sip of his coffee and his smile seems to fade just a little bit "You know, average. But, I got to see so much of the world you know?" reaping itself wasn't his favorite topic but what Taehyung did like to do was travel. Just at the mention of that, his eyes have already regained their spark and the man utters a bright "Last week I went to France, can you believe it? /France/ I haven't seen France in forever. And I got to be a tourist and then sit in quaint little cafes and it was absolutely amazing. Like wow, I haven't been to France in forever it's amazing how much it's developed!"

@kim taehyung Yoongi peered over his shoulder at the menu that hung above the cashiers, squinting to try and see the words. It looked like something along the lines of "caramel mocha" something-or-other. He could feel a tinge of sweetness run through the roots of his teeth just thinking about consuming a drink like that; he turned back to Taehyung and chuckled a little. "You're so brave, trying all these funky human drinks and . You sure are one hell of a guy, Kim Taehyung," he teased in a tone a little less than monotone. His fingers wrapped purposefully around his own plastic cup, blending in well with the coldness. "And yes, I have the same old black coffee. No reason to mix it up if what I usually get is just fine." His eyes rose to meet Taehyung's smiling face, and Yoongi couldn't help but smile a little as well.

The other reaper seemed to have that affect on Yoongi, he had found. Over time, the two of them had definitely become more acquainted through their work, but Yoongi found himself admiring Taehyung as a pers– person?– as well. He wished that he could find the joy in his reaperdom as Taehyung did – after all, he was given this punishment, which was less than ideal, but he was also given an opportunity to live beyond the time of war in which he died; he was given the chance to see where the country he held dear in his heart would go in the future. The fleeting moment of optimism escaped his brain as he focused in on the real reason he was still stuck on earth as an elderly woman walked behind Taehyung and Yoongi noticed the red numbers above her head. She was to die tomorrow, and she looked so happy today. Yoongi felt sorrow for her and again his face sank.

"How's your work been, Taehyung? All well?" His voice was back to a somber tone, and a small voice in his head told him to lighten up, but his black-clad heart refused.

@min yoongi Yoongi had always been like this. Clad in black, the man stood out against the crowd of people bustling in the nice, upbeat cafe. All around him there seemed to be light, brightness and spirit. Once glance outside and Taehyung could see the sun shining. Though the dates seemed to flutter in the corner of Taehyung's eyes he ignored them more frequently than not. The brightness was what he was more preoccupied with, the essence of life, the complete opposite of what Yoongi was. And frankly there were times that Taehyung felt bad for the younger though he was older than him in human years--a technicality. If there was one thing Taehyung knew about Yoongi it was that he didn't want to be here, that he detested his job and wanted to be finished as soon as he could so he could pass on peacefully.

Taehyung wasn't like that.

Taehyung enjoyed the life he had been given, using his tasks as an excuse to travel the world and though Yoongi seems gloomy when he takes a seat across from Taehyung, Taehyung does his best to give his brightest smile. Frankly he was a bit honored that they had gotten to the point where Yoongi would talk to him about these trivial things. He remembers when they had first met, the stony silence he had gotten. Well, persistence where it mattered led to results. With a sip of his drink (and Taehyung nearly winces at how sugary it is), Taehyung merely allows the smile to take over his whole expression "Not sure actually, it's the fourth down in the second row on the menu. Not too good really, but different. And you stuck with the same old black coffee--Yoongi?"

@kim taehyung Clad in his typical black rimmed hat and black suit, Yoongi walked amongst the living towards his usual cafe spot. He watched the people leisurely, seeing above their heads the exact dates on which they would pass; he mentally sighed sadly every time he saw someone with a date that was very near. Dying was a shame, but as a reaper, he saw it as a blessing in most cases; he truly hated what the world had come to, especially after the division of the north and south, and wished only release for the humans that he walked among every day.

Yoongi approached the cafe and pulled the door open, immediately spotting his acquaintance across the shop. He stepped up to the counter and ordered an iced coffee – black. After paying, he waited at the pickup station and fidgeted with his silver revolving ring – his scythe. It was not only a nervous habit, but a reminder that he was one of the strongest beings in the room at all times.

He received his drink and made his way over to Taehyung. The other male was drinking another kind of silly sugary drink; Yoongi appreciated the fact that his friend was getting the most out of this life. "Hello, Taehyung," he said as he sat across from him. "What did you get this time?"

@min yoongi In all of three hundred years (give or take a couple when he was actually human) Taehyung had always found coffee to be a somewhat repulsive drink. The drinks itself tended to be too bitter for his taste buds and Taehyung never truly enjoyed the feeling of getting addicted to anything. But--as his second chance at life Taehyung always made sure to try all the flavors of life, whether he enjoyed them or not and though he had watched coffee develop from a simple drink to what it was today with a sort of revulsion, that didn't stop the man from getting the sugary drink in front of him in the moment.

Taehyung truly, enjoyed the spices of life.

The cafe itself had become somewhat of home based for him while Taehyung was out on reaping duties, it was a place where he usually relaxed before an assignment, spinning around his scythe in the form of a charm between his fingers as he enjoyed what the menu had to offer (and he's only 2/3 of the way through it) before he left for this next job. Today was no different, except, just a little bit. There was another today, supposedly working with him, a name that had Taehyung's eyes lighting up as he looked at the list, the man drumming his fingers in anticipation as he waited for the younger reaper to appear.

Reaping with Min Yoongi was always the most fun he ever had.