Keep My Ghost Alive

Keep My Ghost Alive

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Kim Taehyung had spent most of his life afraid of people. Not dislike. Not shyness. Fear. The kind that turned voices into threats, touch into panic, and crowded rooms into something unbearable enough to suffocate in. The villagers called him strange. Broken. Cursed. But for years, Taehyung survived quietly inside the walls he built around himself- Until Jeon Jungkook walked into his life. A psychiatrist who traveled through forgotten towns offering free medical help, Jungkook was patient in ways Taehyung had never experienced before. Gentle. Steady. Safe enough to trust. And somehow, against every terrifying instinct Taehyung possessed, they built a life together.. For a while, it almost felt normal. Warm dinners. Small hands tugging at sleeves. Laughter echoing through a house Taehyung once thought would only ever know silence. Until the fear came back worse than before..
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Dean blinked, not quite understanding. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart beating irregularly in her chest. UNDER EDITING! Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

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