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Words pour out of Jisung in whispers and every single one of them feels like venom flowing up his throat and tastes like blood on his tongue.
Blood as red as the one on his hands.
Blood as red as the one covering Minho's right side, slowly soaking his clothes and coating the ground beneath him, millimeter by millimeter.
Bookmarked by gogydilf
03 Apr 2022
