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𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬? (𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥).

"All flesh rots," repeats Myung Jaehyun. "All flesh dies and all flesh rots."

So, it follows that his hands smell like a corpse's and his bleary eyes can only see the unsightly path ahead. If all flesh rots, the flesh of his paintings will be the testament, and love, the religion. If all flesh rots, he will devout himself to remembrance until all that remains of the artist is his art, the memory of your smile. If all flesh dies, let it be him and let it not be you (if all flesh dies, it's unimportant if it is today or tomorrow).

- BOYNEXTDOOR Myung Jaehyun x Reader

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