my mom always told me to smile, because I looked better that way.
I knew she meant well, but from the start I could tell that something was wrong. is, wrong.
my only reaction was that a smile is just a frown upside down.
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oh baby, oh baby baby baby boy.
you're so fucked.
"jimin! jimin, talk to me, please!" his voice was so pretty.
it was beautiful.. god, he was beautiful in every single way.
"I'm so.. so s-sorry,"
"no, no no no, baby it's okay! please, jimin! oh g-god, my baby.."
it was so dark. I was a wreck and reeked of alcohol despite trauma forcing me into sobriety—and yet he was still so amazing.
so amazing in the dark and in the light, I wanted to tell him so badly how my heart found its own case of arrhythmia because of him.
"I love you," I had said. it hurt so bad. "but I'll ruin you."
his eyes. fuck, his eyes are so pretty. so pretty but so sad. why are you sad?
"then.." he struggled to get the words out, his inhumanly perfect eyebrows knitting together as confusion struck his stunning features. "..then ruin me, park jimin. I love you too."
and that's how my swollen lips met min yoongi's.
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"I'll kill you! I'll kill for doing this to my jimin, you fucking bastards!"
