My wrist was burning.
I fell to the floor writhing in agony, sending tears streaming down my face.
But these were not tears of pain or of sadness, these were happy tears, for I had finally, finally met my soulmate.
My wrist was burning.
I fell to the floor writhing in agony, sending tears streaming down my face.
But these were not tears of pain or of sadness, these were happy tears, for I had finally, finally met my soulmate.
Jungkook was warm. He shone vividly in everything he did, and burned bright as a star.
Seokjin had been used to the cold. Now, the sun that burned off the side of his face was hot as he let himself w...