he stood there, running a hand through his hair as he faced the sun, soaking in its warmth. i pressed the cool can to my lips but couldn't find it in myself to take a sip. my eyes were on him, and him only. bubbles formed in my stomach, the familiar kind; the only kind i get from him. his soft black hair fell in his eyes that were shut. the snug t-shirt clung his arms and chest and i couldn't help but notice. and oh god, is he so beautiful. he must be an angel, for he is too elegant to be a human. the fondness rose is my heart, spilling over as my eyes softened. oh how i loved him. oh how i longed to hold him and make him smile. but my taemin, was not my taemin, and these silent affections must remain unknown to him. for if i brought attention to these feelings, it might ruin everything. i was content as his friend; a person he trusted. as long i was able to wipe his tears and make a smile appear on his lips. in all honesty, what else could i ask for than his happiness? i could not think of anything, for his joy is my gold.
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Taemin | blurbs/imagines/one shots
FanfikceThese are little pieces of writings that I won't bother writing fully, but can't seem to get them out of head. Also, a few of my cheesy thoughts on him as well. Because I love him a lot~~ Please enjoy! (You probably will if you stan Taemin as much...
