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...
Hi holy bubble, I'm so sorry, I had the craziest schedule of all time, I was given three social media campaigns to manage at the same time and had to sacrifice my weekends to manage the customers with so many inquiries, it felt like I was operating a god damn call center. But marketing is like that, and I also had my main job, which is content writing; it's hella boring when they want you to write shit on political and technological subjects that aren't your expertise at all, so I had to do a lot of research. But I'm delighted I was able to write a chapter for you during all this chaos.
In terms of health, my symptoms are very lowkey, and I even considered cutting my medications for a week, but it was a complete failure, so I am back on my medication, but my lungs are doing well, mucus free, and there are still a few tests to be done, but my family isn't interested in bringing me to the hospital because spending money on health isn't the best time when money is tight.
So, how's it going? I finally decided to write smut, but I didn't want to give you age triggers because there ain't much smut. However, I hope you enjoy the chap.
And as always START WITH A VOTE!
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Taehyung went to bed that night with mixed emotions for the first time. All these years he had been at rock bottom, feeling nothing but awful anguish, believing that the younger is no longer with him, that he has moved on and is now happy with a person he believes he loves...all of these were just difficult to swallow. However, meeting Jungkook for the first time in a long time and smelling the same Bleu De Chanel Eau de Cologne on his skin made Taehyung miss the younger one in the most masochistic way. Jungkook has a very sensitive nose, and anything that doesn't smell earthy or woody is too much for him.
Seeing that Jungkook isn't well, and seeing he's not happy with that snivelling coward as Taehyung imagined him to be, patched some cracks created in his heart after the unforgettable breakup. Jungkook didn't hate Taehyung; he just did not know Taehyung all along; he just didn't remember him, and even assuming that way made Taehyung's deep bottom shallower. The water is becoming clearer now. Jungkook had never stopped loving him on purpose. It's all on Isuel, for forcing and blocking Jungkook from getting back his memory. Taehyung ran his palm across the vacant space beside him. Gripping the pillow that had once been Jungkook's favourite.
Jungkook loathed silk pillowcases, always complaining that they were too soft for a young man in his twenties. He would bring one of his Greek mythical war heroes to life and tell Taehyung how they used to sleep on rocks beds or bare sand and how they were built tough in front of the gods they worshipped, so the gods would trust and bless them for their victories and reaching immortality as a gift at the end of their lives. Being the modest Greek hero of his day, Jungkook, loved sleeping on a pillow within a cotton pillowcase.
