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"im always"
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Taehyung stopped me when I tried to walk out the room, he grabbed my art arm and I winced in pain; but the good kind of pain because it means my art is succeeding.
"don't do that anymore."
I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I love art so much that I said,
"i love art"
He frowned and rolled up my long sleeves to look at the art,
I waited for him to compliment me but he frowned and silently walked away.
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call it art
Fanfictionwhy is art considered beautiful when all you're doing is hurting yourself? [ tae fic ]
