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Jimin amava olhar as estrelas e pedia pelo amor de sua vida através delas. Acreditava que sua alma gêmea era uma constelação. Já Jungkook odiava a distância, odiava saudades e, principalmente, almas gêmeas. Queria decidir de quem gostava e de como gostava. Jimin amava os planetas, Jungkook os tinha tatuados pelo corpo. Era destino, senhores, mesmo que Jeon não quisesse ver e se negasse a aceitar. Mas... O que ele acharia se sua metade fosse Park Jimin, o menino dos mil tsurus?

┇⚠︎• ୨ ࣪ ⊹ ¡꒰ 𝗽𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗱𝗂𝗌𝗲 𝗹𝗈𝘀𝗍. 𝗴𝗋𝖺𝗽𝗁𝗂𝖼 𝘀𝗁𝗼𝗉. 𖥻 ٫ •᎑• ໋↵ ੭ ┇ ─────"I have nothing left And all I feel is this cruel wanting We've been falling for all this time And now I'm lost in paradise " ©𝖼-𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋s,２０２１ ( ⿻ stɑtu𝘴 ﹟ fꫀchadꪮ ݈݇- )