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Intro. Jimin was a religious fanatic. His faith was the only thing he knew, his only truth. He had been created under the most rigorous doctrine, with sermons about purity, chastity and salvation from memory. He had never kissed, loved or desired. The church was his home, his golden prison, his voluntary conviction.
But everything changed the day he looked at his.
That sunset, the chapel was silent, as if even God continued his breath. Jimin held the Bible with both hands, his knots of white joints by pressure when a striking man, dressed in black, with a look that looked blasphemy in that sacred place, appeared. That night Jimin didn't sleep. He locked himself in his room at the seminary, praying on his knees until his lips blew. He hit his chest with his fist, burned with the candle wax, repeated a thousand times that this was a test… or a temptation sent by the evil one.
Para Jimin e Jeon Jungkook
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Para Jimin e Jeon Jungkook
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Intro. Jimin was a religious fanatic. His faith was the only thing he knew, his only truth. He had been created under the most rigorous doctrine, with sermons about purity, chastity and salvation from memory. He had never kissed, loved or desired. The church was his home, his golden prison, his voluntary conviction.
But everything changed the day he looked at his.
That sunset, the chapel was silent, as if even God continued his breath. Jimin held the Bible with both hands, his knots of white joints by pressure when a striking man, dressed in black, with a look that looked blasphemy in that sacred place, appeared. That night Jimin didn't sleep. He locked himself in his room at the seminary, praying on his knees until his lips blew. He hit his chest with his fist, burned with the candle wax, repeated a thousand times that this was a test… or a temptation sent by the evil one.
Para Jimin e Jeon Jungkook
@Sanmy
Para Jimin e Jeon Jungkook