on the edge of the heavens where the angels don't stray are the hushed whispers of the damned and fallen; a clouded void of darkness and malice that dares not creep any further than it has. It is here that young park jimin chances upon kim taehyung...
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—THE VOID LOOKED DIFFERENT, THOUGH HE SUPPOSED THAT'S TO BE EXPECTED; almost two years had passed since Jimin has stood at it's edge. Red and black clouds swirled around soundlessly — flashes of white and gold like lightning flicker through a thunderstorm.
Jimin felt pathetic standing there, thinking that if he stood long enough, maybe Taehyung would show up. He'd left with no warning, no explanation, and even if he did show, there was no guarantee that he'd be happy to see him.
Still, Jimin could hope that maybe he'd come for him. He missed him.
