Clinically In Love [Vmin-BTS]

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"What if being clinically depressed made my heart grow sick of everything that's not you?"
    
    "Then believe me... Being clinically in love did the same for me."
    
                                   <○○>
    Jimin feared dying.
    But Taehyung urged it on. Or at least he used to.
    
    Being locked up in a hospital with a pair of lungs that barely worked became Jimin's norm. Being stuck in a mind that barely saw colour was Taehyung's weakness. In their seperate clouded worlds where love and chemical depression meant the same thing, breathing and barely groping onto life did too. 
    
    But who says meeting online can't change things?
    
    The gap from Daegu to Busan never seemed smaller. Because neither of them knew that each text was a remedy. The nights under the knife became bearable.
    Because each phone call was like a drug. 
    
    The two of them lived in worlds where pain fit them like gloves.
    Both hospitilized by insanity.
    But still clinically in love.
    
    
                               <○○>
    
    Cover done by the ever talented @rome_o1825
    
    Additional memes and fanarts: Credits to ownerAll Rights Reserved

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"What if being clinically depressed made my heart grow sick of everything that's not you?"
    
    "Then believe me... Being clinically in love did the same for me."
    
                                   <○○>
    Jimin feared dying.
    But Taehyung urged it on. Or at least he used to.
    
    Being locked up in a hospital with a pair of lungs that barely worked became Jimin's norm. Being stuck in a mind that barely saw colour was Taehyung's weakness. In their seperate clouded worlds where love and chemical depression meant the same thing, breathing and barely groping onto life did too. 
    
    But who says meeting online can't change things?
    
    The gap from Daegu to Busan never seemed smaller. Because neither of them knew that each text was a remedy. The nights under the knife became bearable.
    Because each phone call was like a drug. 
    
    The two of them lived in worlds where pain fit them like gloves.
    Both hospitilized by insanity.
    But still clinically in love.
    
    
                               <○○>
    
    Cover done by the ever talented @rome_o1825
    
    Additional memes and fanarts: Credits to owner

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