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smirk was etched on his face once he started dancing, all eyes were focused on his every elegant movements which caused them to clap and uproar endlessly, his tongue sinfully rolled out and lick his lips, everyone was losing their sanity.
his eyes watched everyone throwing him money as he glided his body unto the floor, grinding his hips unto the stage- people was watching him with awe and cynosure hinted in their eyes, they looked like watching some rare masterpiece of art that has a high value, like he is one god and souly letting his hungry people feed with abundant amount of food.
he poured his heart out while dancing and syncing his body to the beat of the music, he captured all attention.
two fifty-five. he was done showering and was left laying down on his bed, the sudden thunder made his body jolt up, he looked at the window as he observe the rain drops and spashed the glass.
" are you done looking at me?" in a matter of seconds, a form can be seen by the window, slightly blocking the view.
" you wish." he mumbled, he layed down as he faced the window.
" is that how you talk to your angel?" she asked, with slight disappointment in her tone.
he felt guilty for answering like that and quickly sat up, he couldn't just discard the fact that she made him feel better.
" im sorry, but i thought your not an angel, yet." he asked as his hands busy playing with his fingers, fidgeting them together.
" your my last mission here on earth, i need to finish it so that i could be an angel or atleast i wish to be." she said, he could distinguish the hopefulness that lingered her smooth and small voice.
" so you're still a ghost?" he asked as he looked intently at the figure he could hardly catch glimpse of.
" pretty much." he nodded silently like an obedient child. the eerie silence made him continue asking.
" what's your mission really? what's my relevance in that misson?" he asked as he perked his head up to look at the floating figure.
" my mission is to make you happy."
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2 : 59 a.m
Fanfiction#85 -Seulmin his eyes widen at the reflection " are you a nutella? because i want you in my mouth." in which a boy would find someone watching him every 2:59 am.
