"You should be careful, Y/N." Taehyung says, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his legs, tucking his chin into his palms. "He's the meanest son of a...mother who's ever lived." He shakes his head, sighing. "And he's the one who got you into this mess in the first place." You pat your best friend's knee comfort...
"Do you want to die?" The man's voice is barely controlled as he aims the baseball bat at your face. "Woah, woah, woah," Your eyes are wide as you step back, about to shit your pants. "Look, I didn't force him to come back, alright? If you want to kill someone, kill him." You point at Yoongi, who raises his eyebrows...
"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and...
Kim Taehyung has been classified certifiably insane. He isn't, he knows he isn't, he just likes to make everyone happy. Why would anyone ever think he was crazy? But then again, he didn't expect to have to do what he did, didn't expect his adoptive sister to accuse him of that, didn't expect them to give him a chance...
Tick-tock, went the clock. The anemones shed their white petals. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ Published & Completed: 27/10/2017 © Copyright of TaiYin, @winterlunium ☆☆Winner of VMin Category in the T&S Awards☆☆ ☆☆Third Place in Spring Day: Ship Category in the Serendipity Awards☆☆
❝ do you think they have ramen on the other side? ❞ ❝ i guess we'll just have to find that out for ourselves. ❞
Do you think you control your own fate? [Open fanfic inspired by the BTS Music Videos "Run", "Awake", and "Epiphany".]