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Taehyung doesn't know how to get off the ride.
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Prompt: "I was so focused on putting you back together that I didn't notice that you were ripping me apart and now my hands are cut and bloody but I'm not sure if it's from holding your broken fragments or mine."
WARNING: Undetailed ual themes, very subtle because I can't write . But really if you're under 12, look away. (I don't know if it should be in Rated M but if you think that it's necessary please comment and I'll mark it as that.
Hey guys, I'm back with a Vhope/Taekook. It's not psychological like my other bts fics, so I hope you're not disappointed because this fic ain't gonna be as difficult to swallow as the others, so no need for explanation chapters or paragraphs, I hope. Thank you so much for subscribing or upvoting. Comment though, I really appreciate them, as ya'll know, I love them to death - they keep me alive. Constructive critism is also greatly welcomed.
Love you all~
And have you all heard Butterfly oh my god it's half a song but a masterpiece already.
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