viginti novem

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a purple, fuzzy bomb

is still a bomb.

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"everybody wants to go fast

but they can't compare,

i don't really want the rest

only you can take me there."

lana del rey +++ american

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lana del rey +++ american

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jungkook's POV

i leave mr. kim in peace, wandering outside in the dark night towards the home i must accustom myself with. from the front, it appears welcoming almost, a warm, country-style abode with pristine upkeep. it's much more posh than my shitty apartment. i love it.

upon meeting the october cold as i leave the workshop, i get chilly. the blanket is hugged closer into my body as i tilt my head up to find some constellations. the goosebumps raised on my bare legs remind me of the stars--how they shine on my body! little specks.

even underneath my bandages i can feel their bumpy definition on my burnt chest. it hurts, a lot. but it's nothing i'm not used to.

hmmm...where is the big dipper? is that it above that large maple tree? ah, there it is!

i walk around the side of mr. kim's remodeling van, sandals brushing gently against the gravel driveway. the soft swoosh swoosh of my feet matching with the howling wind reminds me of halloween.

i wonder if mr. kim gets any trick-or-treaters out here? probably not. but if he did...

would he give the snotty kids golden chocolate bars or poisoned gum? it intrigues me to think about, but no, i don't think he'd give them anything poisoned, that would trace an investigation back here, back to this large home which investigators would marvel at--why would such a high-class man living in a nice house poison kids? 

look! i think that must be mars. is it mars?

would the investigators find mr. kim's projects? if they found out what he did...

(NONONONON*0)

that can't happen. it wouldn't. because i know taehyung. he wouldn't let that happen. he's so good at what he does.

so...good.

is that a shooting star! it is!

the night sky relishes in giving me a wish! i must take the opportunity, give my heart out to this star. if it calls for me i have to answer. 

usually, i'm such a cynic and don't believe that such lame flashing objects hold any power, but today i do. today!

today, i feel free. so free. so i'm going to wish, no matter how stupid i am or look. it doesn't matter if i have taehyung.

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