her hands shake. her head spins.
"what has become of us?" she whines to his turned back.
"nothing," he tells her...
and she knows it's true.
there is nothing left for her but the sight of her out stretched hands
and the dull ache in her chest.
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Taemin | blurbs/imagines/one shots
FanfictionThese 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...
