Jungkook exhaled through his nose, sharp. Controlled. But it still trembled.
His hand twitched where it rested against Taehyung's back. Just skin. Just contact. But it burned.
He was still lying there. On top of him. Quiet. Warm now---not cold like yesterday.
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They said the faceless singer had written every song for one person. I laughed. Then I met him . . . Mahir x Roshit
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