DOOMED

Tae wandered the city in fancy clothes that he never bought. He just walked the cold streets with empty pockets. He was selling love with eyes that read the minds of those strangers who passed his loneliness by. He was missing, but the police lost the report his family filled under the growing pile of missing reports. He wasn't remembered, he doesn't even recognise himself anymore.

Jin can't forget the feelings he had for Hoseok, maybe because he betrayed him and now he's having the taste of his own poison. Nothing can relief the pain in his chest not the painkillers not shining awards with his name on. His imagination is nothing but cursed memories that he can only live locked carving them with his fountain pen on pile of papers before he spill whiskey on and watch them burn with fire as he lit another cigarette.

Purple neon lights made him look ethereal. Watching this celestial boy moving was designated to keep him chanted. Maybe Jungguk just wanted to be unconditionally loved without changing a thing about himself. As their eyes lingered for what felt to be eternality. Jungguk would do anything to rip this angel his wings so he would never leave him to his sins.