Garden
The Apple Game
3 Garden
“Stop grinning. Stop making a fuss about the TV game. It’s sick, you know.” Taemin hears a production staff tell another.
He knows many share this sentiment, and he doesn’t care. Love, though sick, is love. Unless it isn’t returned.
This love isn’t one way. Taemin knew it when the apple was perched between their necks, coming to a standstill. Kibum’s breath was ragged and hot on Taemin’s nape.
Loving Kibum is painful, but loving through pain is noble. And the noble kind of love is beautiful.
In Kibum and Taemin’s garden, there is no good or evil. Only beauty.
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