His finger traces my skin, his coffee brown eyes staring deep into mine as I feel chills run down my spine. "Taehyung." I call out his name, close to a whisper, afraid that someone might hear us. Why did being with him make me feel so good even though he wasn't mine to keep? [Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction] Warnin...
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<completed> Hey so I did a thing. I like bts and decided to write something about them. I literally just used their names and the fact that they're in a group. This didn't happen in real life at all. It's rlly long. Sorry