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moonchild [BTS Fanfiction]
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Terminé mar., avr. 9, 20198m
His hands tighten on the wheel, eyes glancing from the speed on his car to the heating settings to his back mirror to his radio to his side mirror and again to his back mirror to the moon no no no go back to the mirror not the moon stop thinking about the moon stop thinking stop thinking-
Just.
Stop.
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