VENUS.

The Beheaded Angel

PJM POV!
Venus, by HUEKISSES
Prologue.

Would I be a fool to yearn to reminisce into the wondrous love of Psyche and Cupid? Or to even bare the taste of their ever-longing infatuation? In the midst of it all I aspire to be one of the loved. One that is tortured with affection by a lover, and not just any lover but the one who has held my heart since I've learned the word, love. He enraptures my brain with intoxicating breathes of air, he swirls imagery of his smile in my cerebrum. Kim Taehyung, the man who is destined to be mine.

"You're a dreamer." They say, as I express my crushing emotions, feasting their eyes to feed into my own validation. "He's the one that carries caution on his forehead." And yet, I've come engrossed with the rousing possibilities of him being mine and I being his. Possession made me the fool of a craggy path, but I'd rather be a fool than one who could not envision the scenarios of ones destined fate. Dreamers are the new initiative, the new chaos of the uprising generation.

So as I say, "Taehyung." And he espies for the sound of my voice, orbs overfilling with excreting saccharides laying across from mine, hungry for his affection. The murmurs quietly spreading across the room of gelid& overcoming silence, for why is Park Jimin intertwining the loose yarn of crimson red between himself and Kim Taehyung?

"And you are?" He inquires, a raise of an arched eyebrow, a fickle of amusement smeared onto redden tissues, god, I so desperately wanted to say, "You're one and only lover." But that would corrupt the plan of achieving my own life long love, and I couldn't risk it.

I utter, "Park Jimin, we've been in the same classes for two years now. It'd be odd for you not to recognize me." I fake my own offense only to reel the greedy eyes that glare onto my demeanor, others are hungry for what is mine it seems.

"I've encountered a lot of people in the midst of two years, Jimin." The hidden messages root from the secret that was never hidden all along. A fool would neglect the roaming of color coated soils onto the body of the one who holds the ruby yarn.

"Well, now you know. I've been asked from one of the students here to meet her in the corners of the music room." I announce almost urging to bite the pinkish gateway of my mouth to stop the rolling of orbs. Taehyung, a well known danger and an undeniable sex magnet. One of the many reasons why I've come adjust to admire him from afar.

"Music room?" He once again questions, mirth piling into his expression, his tongue easing onto the side of his mouth and I hold my composure from giggling in glee. He nods almost as if he was dismissing me from the room as he glides into his rumble of troublemakers.

As I make my way to the music room.

The angel that was once beheaded would cross your mind as Lucifer or an angel that simply disobeyed the higher powers conditions and yet, it's a known fact the ones you would deem good.

Would be the devil in disguise.

The music room, where no one but the dreamers confide into the bits of romantic sound. With my own instruments stringing along the tunes of the visions I hold dear, he walks in with shadows lingering. I smile with honey dripping from my lips and he reaches to kiss them away, the stick holding our lips as one.

And I, engulfed into the one they call danger. For he holds no more danger to others than he does to my heart.

He hums a tune of the melody of our very first kiss, I smear the lilac of our love into the passages of his mouth. I'm his beating heart and he is my air.

NEW PROFOUNDNESS
Venus, the planet of love.
Psyche & Cupid, forbidden lovers.
Jimin & Taehyung, the passageways to hell.

AUTHORS NOTE!
hi hi hellooo, i do not have a
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balancing onto having long
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