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THIS IS SO QT AND CREEPY AND QT AND CREEPY AT THE SAME TIME. ILY OK
Taemin dances, dances and dances because he was made and programmed that way, not the dances like oh it’s so beautiful and let’s clap for it, more like the oh it’s so per-fucking-fect and i want that doll kind of dance. If someone had to describe (because Taemin doesn’t talk) his dances, it would be the perfection of contemporary genre. It’s not that Taemin doesn’t talk, it’s because he sees the same foreign eyes everyday that they look the same, like aliens looking at a human.
“You’ll find your perfect person, one day” Kibum says softly as he combs his hair. oh yes, taemin, you absolutely will. and the paragraph is <3
“Who the fuck is calling me at four in the morning?” Jonghyun grumbles out of his comfortable bed and grabs his phone. “Hello?” “Jonghyun?” Jonghyun sits up, it’s Kibum’s voice. “It’s Kibum. I’m sorry to call you in the wee hours in the morning because I don’t have anyone to turn into” Kibum’s voice is shaking so bad, Jonghyun frowns, “What’s wrong, Kibum? (they decided to drop the formalities during their first meet)”.
“Taemin’s missing” holy freaking shit i was so scared.
Jonghyun doesn’t fall in his dreams anymore, he sees flowers, a small cottage and most importantly, Taemin. His dreams are always, Taemin. Taemin, Taemin, Taemin, Taemin, and Taemin. He wakes up on a Saturday morning, it’s been a week since Taemin was given to him and Jonghyun makes it a habit to comb his hair, wipe his face and let him out in the sunlight.
At times, he turns the key on his back and watches him dance across his living room so gracefully.
Taemin stops dancing at some point because the key has finished turning. Jonghyun catches him before he falls lifelessly on the ground and sets him on the couch. And then Jonghyun sees the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Taemin lips are pursed into a thin line and his eyes sparkling more than ever.
Taemin was smiling. the best paragraph. jkasdhsakjdhakjdhakljdhaljkdh idek what to say anymore
THIS IS SO QT AND CREEPY AND QT AND CREEPY AT THE SAME TIME. ILY OK
Taemin dances, dances and dances because he was made and programmed that way, not the dances like oh it’s so beautiful and let’s clap for it, more like the oh it’s so per-fucking-fect and i want that doll kind of dance. If someone had to describe (because Taemin doesn’t talk) his dances, it would be the perfection of contemporary genre. It’s not that Taemin doesn’t talk, it’s because he sees the same foreign eyes everyday that they look the same, like aliens looking at a human.
“You’ll find your perfect person, one day” Kibum says softly as he combs his hair.
oh yes, taemin, you absolutely will. and the paragraph is <3
“Who the fuck is calling me at four in the morning?” Jonghyun grumbles out of his comfortable bed and grabs his phone. “Hello?” “Jonghyun?” Jonghyun sits up, it’s Kibum’s voice. “It’s Kibum. I’m sorry to call you in the wee hours in the morning because I don’t have anyone to turn into” Kibum’s voice is shaking so bad, Jonghyun frowns, “What’s wrong, Kibum? (they decided to drop the formalities during their first meet)”.
“Taemin’s missing”
holy freaking shit i was so scared.
Jonghyun doesn’t fall in his dreams anymore, he sees flowers, a small cottage and most importantly, Taemin. His dreams are always, Taemin. Taemin, Taemin, Taemin, Taemin, and Taemin. He wakes up on a Saturday morning, it’s been a week since Taemin was given to him and Jonghyun makes it a habit to comb his hair, wipe his face and let him out in the sunlight.
At times, he turns the key on his back and watches him dance across his living room so gracefully.
Taemin stops dancing at some point because the key has finished turning. Jonghyun catches him before he falls lifelessly on the ground and sets him on the couch. And then Jonghyun sees the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Taemin lips are pursed into a thin line and his eyes sparkling more than ever.
Taemin was smiling.
the best paragraph. jkasdhsakjdhakjdhakljdhaljkdh idek what to say anymore
ily michelle ❤
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ily tooo <3
AND THE ENDING WAS SO CREEPY, I'M JUST LIKE WHUUUUT.
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