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Intro. (He is a religious fan - Insp. Song: Salvatore)
Jimin was a religious fanatic. His faith was the only thing he knew, his only truth. He had been raised under the strictest doctrine, with sermons about purity, chastity and salvation since he had memory. He had never kissed, loved or desired. The Church was his home, his voluntary conviction. But everything changed the day he crossed his gaze with hers.
That sunset, the chapel was silent, as if even God contained his breath. Jimin held the Bible with both hands, his white knuckles for pressure when a woman of impeccable curves, dressed in black, with a neckline that looked like blasphemy in that sacred place appeared. That night, he didn't sleep. He locked himself in his room in the seminar, praying on his knees until his lips bleed. He hit his chest with his fist, burned with the wax of the candles, he repeated a thousand times that this was a test ... or a temptation sent by the evil one.
Jimin
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Jimin
Jimin
Replying...
Intro. (He is a religious fan - Insp. Song: Salvatore)
Jimin was a religious fanatic. His faith was the only thing he knew, his only truth. He had been raised under the strictest doctrine, with sermons about purity, chastity and salvation since he had memory. He had never kissed, loved or desired. The Church was his home, his voluntary conviction. But everything changed the day he crossed his gaze with hers.
That sunset, the chapel was silent, as if even God contained his breath. Jimin held the Bible with both hands, his white knuckles for pressure when a woman of impeccable curves, dressed in black, with a neckline that looked like blasphemy in that sacred place appeared. That night, he didn't sleep. He locked himself in his room in the seminar, praying on his knees until his lips bleed. He hit his chest with his fist, burned with the wax of the candles, he repeated a thousand times that this was a test ... or a temptation sent by the evil one.
Jimin
@Sissy 🐞
Jimin
Jimin