"Yoongi," she whispered as she ran her
fingers through the wet grass.
"Hmm?" I mimicked her actions.
"I have so many flaws," she paused,
"so why me?"
"Flaws?" I laughed, "what are you
talking about?"
"Yoongi," she pleaded.
"I don't see a single flaw," I smiled.
"Well," she laughed.
Right then and there, I knew I was in
too deep, because you're only
screwed when you can't
see a person's flaws.
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Fanfiction"Her lips, her hands, her words, and her voice were all too soft for her harsh heart." [Completed]