taehyung captured the angel's lips within his, hungry for more of their sweet taste. it almost made him go mad.
taehyung's coarse fingers began to explore the world that was the angel. every dip, curve, and imperfection was not left untouched. but taehyung's main focus was on the lips.
those lips that had countless times smiled or chuckled at taehyung's endless quips. lips that had countless times puckered to accept taehyung's enduring love. lips that had countless times caused taehyung pleasure that was indescribable and would never, could never, be replicated. lips that had countless times said the phrase "i love you.". lips that had comforted taehyung from the harsh realities of this sour world. lips that had countlessly held taehyung's darkest secrets away from those who would abuse them.
those lips were everlasting and they were taehyung's.
