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Jungpapi🔥
Do you mix concrete for a living? Because you're making me hard ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)╭∩╮
Taeconda💦
Are you Donald Trump? Because you're making my bobo numb ლ(▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿ლ)
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THIS CHAPTER IS VERY SMALL BECAUSE NO ONE IS LETTING ME BREATH 😤
1000 comments for the next chapter, please spare me this time and go slow 🥺🗿😩
BTW 👉🏻👈🏻 I have done a face reveal at the end of this chp 💁🏻♀️ just sayin y'know 👅
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keep breathing!
jeongguk couldn't scream, it felt like his vocal cord had stopped working, his vision could've got blurred out if he had let his tears fall, the feeling of being trapped in his own body was so foreign and strangely he was liking it.
His body wasn't moving, but rapidly falling at the same time, like a colourful feather of a tiny bird, not knowing where it might land, but nevertheless not give a single care because what was offered before him was magnificent and breathtaking.
His eyes weren't fixated on one single thing, they roamed around in such hurry, scared that everything might disappear soon and this experience would be short lived.
He wanted to scream, let out a single 'Woah!' , make everyone scratch their ears from his cries of joy, but nothing came out. He kept listening to air, lacking on sharing a response, making it a one way conversation, which wasn't frustrating at all.
Even though the air was completely damped with pollution, it felt fresh and cool. Leaping a flat fall by himself wasn't a bad idea, he could see everything beneath him without moving much, from the fading smokey clouds to the texture of the earth surface, different shades of green blue and yellow.
It was peaceful and Jeongguk never knew someone can feel so free till the date, when he was finally experiencing it himself. There were so many emotions running through his head but there were none at the same time, he was flying through the air like a free soul that had finally been removed from the cage of reality. He was dreaming a beautiful dream, where the mother earth that belongs to no one, had offered him the gratitude of peacefulness and illusions.
The worries of being a human had been long forgotten, no criticism, no racism, no violence, nothing hateful, he was in the middle of no where and he didn't have anything to worry about.
"Jeongguk!", he heard it clearly, the voice of his beloved, he knew it was time to pull out his parachute, but something was stopping him. Just a little more, the feeling of flying in calmness, just for a little while, "Jeongguk what are you doing!", the panic in the others voice seemed distant, he was so close, if he shuts his eyes now, he'd reach where he belongs, the pull would be so hard, that he might not survive, would it be blissful? to die like this?
