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i look at them and i laugh. i laugh because i know i’m different. i laugh because i know i could kill them at any minute. i am powerful, i am free. i am me. or am i?
"let me tease you, baby."
thin, thinner, thinnest. but is there a way to be even thinner than the thinnest?
hyungwon equals happiness.
am i already in hell? if i'm not, please take me there.
Kyungsoo's eyes widen as the person in front of him reveals his true self. It couldn't be, couldn't it? Jinyoung raises his wand and all that can be heard are gasps.
jihoon is like a flower ; so beautiful but also so fragile.
wonwoo has made up his mind.
seunghoon has his secrets, but so does jinwoo.
when seunghoon kisses jinwoo, he feels alive.
and as seunghoon lights up another cigarette jinwoo will still be with him, because this is not about them being individual anymore, they have become something more powerful where i’s have turned to they’s.
dongwoo gets a tongue piercing. howon gets frustrated.
all i told you were lies.
"He doesn't look beautiful. In fact, he looks like a dead body - he's like a skeleton. But in my mind I can see him healthy and beautiful - I bet that's what he is."
In a world full of black and white you're supposed to find your soulmate, the one that paints your world into beautiful colours, the one that fate has decided for you. Jungkook struggles as his friend's keep finding their significant others, Yoongi doesn't even want to find his soulmate sometimes, Seokjin's stupid ideas can lead to good results and Hoseok is sure his world is different.
"I understand", leaves Hoseok's lips as Yoongi leaves to work for another night. The door shuts and the tears start to fall because Hoseok wishes Yoongi would be only his.
Where Wonsik is a florist and Taekwoon is a tattoo artist.