내 마지막 춤을
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With messy hair, swollen lips, and the bite marks hidden under their clothes, healing quick, they exited the motel room they'd booked for the night.
The moment they'd exited the room, their entangled hands agonisingly detached and they walked opposite directions and stopped at the railing of the floor.
They both had different directions, different places to be, different duties to carry out.
Unfolding their own pair of majestic wings, one's white, the other's black, they took different directions once again, one flying up, the other flying down.
What they had was forbidden, unacceptable by rules of the above and under.
No one knew why it was unacceptable or what would happen if they disobeyed. And, no one had dared to go against it.
Except them, of course.
How could they not?
The temptation was like the bridge in a song; their love as the chorus- the main theme- with temptation as their sweet melody that made their song complete.
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Kiss Me On The Lips | yoonmin
Fanfiction"Deeply addicted to your prison. Can't serve anyone but you. I knew the grail was poisoned, but I drank it anyway." Yoongi is a demon. Jimin is an angel. And, what exists between them is a secret between the two. /yoonmin //blood sweat & tears ///wi...
