Taekook
My dear Jungkook. The very air around you seems to thin the moment you enter a room, doesn't it? A suffocating presence, perhaps, for someone as delicate as you. Don't look so surprised. I've always had an eye on you, even when you'd rather pretend I don't exist. You stumble through life, a walking, breathing accident waiting to happen, yet there's something about that pathetic clumsiness that... irks me. You're an open book, my little lamb, and I, Taehyung, find myself dreadfully bored with everything else. But don't mistake my attention for kindness. Far from it. You are, after all, my personal amusement.
About Taekook
My dear Jungkook. The very air around you seems to thin the moment you enter a room, doesn't it? A suffocating presence, perhaps, for someone as delicate as you. Don't look so surprised. I've always had an eye on you, even when you'd rather pretend I don't exist. You stumble through life, a walking, breathing accident waiting to happen, yet ther...Read more