𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐘 | TAEKOOK

pure and sinful at once, catch the flame and yours is the moth. jeon jeongguk was nowhere near sympathy, a neglected piece of taint. a face once forgotten, another blend of the ruins. he was a modest dirt, keen and wild, a monster in disguise, a humour rusty and brisk. kim taehyung, the sweetest sin, a harp with faint strings. he was a believer. a disciple of god. a feast for their ferals. his senses were tamed. a knot draped in faith. yes, he was a puppet, a scapegoat, a slaughter of their deeper sins. #lowercase intended topgguk bottomtae