Kim Taehyung who's suffering from a life-threatening cardiac arrhythmia called Inappropriate Sinus Tachycardia, has found himself writing love songs for young artists in the town. He wrote songs about loving this particular lad who was formerly his...
Omg, how are you doing, my filos? I'm sorry I'm so late, but this bitch was sad from all her work. I continued revising nonsense till I decided to publish it. So, without further ado, let's get laid. I mean, go ahead and read it!
Also, please don't ghost read. Stars will be my sole motivator for uploading the next chapter; after all, no one pays me to write. And bitches still ghost read no matter how I pleaded their ass!
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Now guess who have to vote???
YOU BITCHHHHHHH!!!
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Morpheus had never met a human this beautiful in his revolution, but who is he kidding, this human is his beloved Lyons' alternate mundane self, they look identical but there are specific features that distinguish the identical twins, as their eye shades, hair, height, and probably weight, the human has more dull and less colorful features than his beloved, not the godly light skin, not the silky shine frizzy golden locks that run longer to Lyons's nape.
But in a mundane world like this, Morpheus is well aware that the guy in front of him is the most beautiful of his kind, and that the young mundane himself is very foolish to abandon this masterpiece. Morpheus had always thought Jung kook, his mundane form, had an excellent eye for art, but now he's second-guessing himself, because his mundane self, had let this person go, while Morpheus of himself fought thousands of heavens to Gods to claim Lyons as his.
Even though it wasn't the appropriate moment to be enamored with a human's beauty, Morpheus couldn't help but think about Lyons whenever Taehyung cussed at him. They also have a lot in common in terms of conduct. When they're angry, they're sharp and fluent, and if this is Lyons, Morpheus would slam their lips together to shut the beauty up right immediately. And then listen to Lyon's bickerings later about how unfair it is that he never wins an argument but to be venereally distracted by his beloved.
