#taemin hypnosis

[speakofcompersion]

Ballad King Taemin 😌💕 [x]

[iamfanfan]

태민(TAEMIN)의 킬링보이스를 라이브로! – Guilty, MOVE, Criminal, 괴도, 2 KIDS, Rise, 사랑인...

[5ungchan]

THE TWENTY-SEVEN CLUB

3 ROCKSTARS, 3 LOVERS, & 3 FATAL DEATHS.

WARNINGS: 60s PSYCHEDELIC ROCK CULTURE. DEATH. BASED ON THE SERIES I HAD ONCE CURATED ABOUT TWO YEARS AGO. FINALLY MAKING IT’S COMEBACK, IN IT’S FULL GLORY. PREV. LEE TAEMIN, KIM JONGIN, BYUN BAEKHYUN.

THE LIZARD KING — JUNG SUNGCHAN

171, 146 WORDS IN THE ENTIRE ENGLISH LANGUAGE AND YET, HE COULDN’T BE DEFINED BY JUST ONE WORD.

TO SAY THAT HE WAS NORMAL WOULD BE A COMPLETE AND UTTER LIE. EVEN GOING AS FAR, AS SAYING THAT HE WAS, SOMEWHAT A DECENT INDIVIDUAL WOULD BE COMPLETELY OBSCENE.

SUNGCHAN COULD NEVER BE WHAT YOU WANTED IN LIFE. MOST CERTAINLY NOT WHAT YOUR PARENTS WOULD EXPECT FOR YOU TO BRING HOME. YET, HE SUFFICED BEYOND YOUR EXPECTATIONS. HE WAS WHAT YOU NEEDED IN ORDER TO MATURE. DRAWN TO YOUR INNOCENCE, HE’D IMPLEMENTED HIMSELF INTO YOUR LIFE. WHETHER YOU LIKED IT OR NOT — THAT WASN’T UP TO YOU.

STANDING BY HIS SIDE, YOU FELT OUT OF PLACE. IMPURE AND WILD, YOU FOUND YOURSELF MIMICKING HIS SELF-DESTRUCTIVE HABITS. SOMEWHAT BECOMING WORSE OF A SINNER, THAN THE ARCHANGEL THAT SAT ATOP YOUR SHOULDER. SLOWLY EMERGING FROM THE COCOON YOU ONCE HID IN. MOST GIRLS FROM YOUR BACKGROUND WOULD BLOSSOM INTO BUTTERFLIES, BUT YOU? YOU BECAME A CREATURE OF THE NIGHT: A MOTH.

YOU KNEW IT WAS DETRIMENTAL. YOUR LIFE WASTED AWAY WITH EVERY BREATH YOU TOOK, BUT IT WAS THE MOST ALIVE YOU’D EVER FELT.

HE WAS ENIGMATIC, LIVING HIS LIFE WITH NO INTENTIONS OF SUPPORTING THE CORRUPTED GOVERNMENT. STANDING TALL FOR THOSE IN NEED AND PROVIDING A VOICE THROUGH HIS POETIC PIECES. AND YET, CRUMBLING APART IN FRONT OF THESE VERY AUDIENCES. WISE BEYOND HIS YEARS, BUT FOREVER CONTROLLED BY HIS INSATIABLE HUNGER FOR EVERYTHING IMMORAL.

ALTHOUGH WITH TIME, YOU’D COME TO LEARN THAT BENEATH IT ALL, HE WAS NOTHING MORE THAN A CURSED LOVER. A TROUBLED MAN WITH A TROUBLED PAST — THAT AT HEART, WAS MERELY UPSET BY HOW ALIENATED HE FELT.

BUT IT WASN’T ENOUGH FOR IT TO BE OKAY. HE TREATED YOU LIKE YOU WERE THE ONLY WOMAN IN HIS LIFE, BUT YOU KNEW THAT WITHIN A BLINK OF AN EYE: HE’D THROW YOU ASIDE. AND HE WOULD DO JUST THAT, PUSHING YOU AWAY UNTIL THE REALIZATION WOULD HIT HIM HARD.

WITH THE NIGHTSHADE TAKING OVER, CURTAINING HIS PERSONA AND ALLOWING HIM TO BECOME RAW. HE COMES CRAWLING BACK WITH THE DARK SHADOWS CASCADING ACROSS HIS SILHOUETTE. HIS BEAUTIFULLY INTRICATE FACE, ABSOLUTELY DROWNING IN TEARS. HIS HAIR DAMP, AS HE STANDS BELOW YOUR WINDOW IN THE POURING RAIN.

STARING AT YOU WITH THOSE DOE-LIKE EYES, FINALLY CONFESSING: “IT MAY HAVE BEEN IN PIECES, BUT I GAVE YOU THE BEST OF ME. I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING.”

ENTER: 1971 (COMING SOON)

SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL — LEE ANTON

FROM THE MOMENT, YOU’D LAID EYES ON HIM, YOU KNEW HE WAS A DAMNED SOUL. HE WAS EVERYTHING GOOD, AND YET SECRETLY SO HORRID THAT YOU COULD’VE NEVER SEEN IT COMING. ALL OF HIS SECRETS PACKED INTO A TALL, GENTLE FIGURE — NIMBLE, YET UNBEARABLY STRONG. MULTITALENTED: HE WAS INCREDIBLY SHY, YET EQUALLY AS CHARISMATIC. YOU KNEW BETTER THAN TO BELIEVE HIM. HE WAS FULL OF SHIT — IT WAS ALL A FRONT.

YOU HADN’T EXPECTED THINGS TO MOVE ON BEYOND A SINGLE, ONE NIGHT STAND. BUT HIS TOUCH, HIS BI-POLAR EMOTIONS AND OUT-RIGHT DECEIVING, CUNNIVING PERSONALITY HAD YOU WANTING MORE.

YOU FIND YOURSELF SPINNING ETERNALLY WITHIN HIS TIGHT, HOT GRASPS. HE HAD BECOME YOUR WORLD, YOUR SOLE PLANET IN A GALAXY FILLED WITH NOTHING MORE, THAN JUST YOU AND HIM.

A ROMANCE FILLED WITH MORE LOWS THAN HIGHS. YOU COULDN’T POSSIBLY LEAVE HIM. NOT WHEN HE’D BE STANDING THERE NAKED AND BARE, WITH HIS EMOTIONS SPLATTERED ACROSS YOUR EQUALLY VULNERABLE BODY. THE SWEAT ON HIS BODY GLISTENS, MIMICKING THAT OF PURE GLITTER. AS HE’D LOOK DOWN ON YOU WITH ABSOLUTE HYPNOSIS: “WON’T YOU HAVE SOME SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL?”

ENTER: 1969 (COMING SOON)

PURPLE HAZE — PARK WONBIN

THEY ASSOCIATED HIM WITH THE RAGING AND FLOURISHING PSYCHEDELIC CULTURE. A MAN WORSHIPPED BY ALL FLOWER CHILDREN AND ACID-TRIPPERS ALIKE. AND YET, EQUALLY RESPECTED BY THOSE WHO DID NOTHING MORE THAN LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC. HE WAS PHENOMENAL.

ONSTAGE, THERE WERE ONLY THREE MEMBERS IN HIS ENTOURAGE, BUT ALL YOU EVER LOOKED AT WAS HIM. YOU COULD SEE NO ONE ELSE BUT HIM. YOUR BOYFRIEND WHO STOOD NEXT TO YOU WAS NON-EXISTENT.

WONBIN WAS FOREVER FRONT AND CENTER WITH A PEARL WHITE STRATOCASTER IN HIS HAND. WITH HIS FINGERS DANCING THROUGH THE CHORDS SEAMLESSLY. HIS VOICE PROJECTING THROUGH THE CLUB CAUSING THE CROWD TO FALL SILENT IN A TRANCE, BEFORE ERUPTING INTO SCREAMS OF JOY. IT WAS ALL EFFORTLESS.

HE WAS LIKE A GOD. HAVING DESCENDED FROM ABOVE TO PLAY A SONG OR TWO, FOR THE MORTALS HE REIGNED OVER. WITH CERTAIN, INTRICATE HAND GESTURES THAT FELL IN TUNE WITH HIS LYRICS. CAPTIVATING EVERYONE BY PRESENTING A STORY THROUGH HIS MUSIC. CREATING MEMORIES THAT WOULD FOREVER REMAIN ENCAPSULATED WITHIN THEIR MINDS UNTIL THE END OF HIS DAYS.

DESCENDING FROM THE STAGE WITH THE UPROAR OF THE CROWD. ALL OF WHICH, BEGGED FOR MORE AND YET, HE WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO SEEK SILENCE WITHIN HIS DRESSING ROOM. ONLY TO BE BOMBARDED BY COUNTLESS MODELS AND MUSICIANS. AND YET, HE FINDS HIMSELF IGNORING ALL BUT YOU. THE MUSE OF ANOTHER. AS THE OTHERS DRIFT AWAY ONTO CLOUD 9, HE FINDS HIMSELF SLIPPING AWAY WITH YOU.

SHAMEFULLY HIDING BEHIND THE DARK ALLEYWAYS OF THE VENUE, WITH YOUR BACK PRESSED AGAINST THE COLD, COBBLESTONE WALL. GUIDING YOUR HAND TO REST UPON THE SEMI-BARE SURFACE OF HIS CHEST. SLOWLY DRAGGING YOUR PALM DOWN SOUTH, AS HE SLOWLY WHISPERS: “DON’T USE YOUR BRAIN TO PLAY IT, LET YOUR FEELINGS GUIDE YOUR FINGERS.”

ENTER: 1970 (COMING SOON)

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: 5UNGCHAN— 2024 AND BEYOND

[ultrakdramamama]

태민(TAEMIN)의 킬링보이스를 라이브로! – Guilty, MOVE, Criminal, 괴도, 2 KIDS, Rise, 사랑인 것 같아, 최면, 눈꽃 | 딩고뮤직

Taemin's killing voice live! – Guilty, MOVE, Criminal, Scoundrel, 2 KIDS, Rise, Love, Hypnosis, Snowflake | Dingo Music

[taemcutie0718]

30/03/2024 Taemin - Hypnosis (Grandprixbinhdinhfes)

[onewistotoro]

10.13.2023 K MAGIC LIVE IN MANILA

Taemin singing HYPNOSIS. He sounds so good :')

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[smokingtiger]

Hey! I was just curious to know if u like any other k group?

Oh I like a ton of other K-pop groups, but I really only stan BTS. It already takes up so much of my time and energy to try to focus on the seven vibrant lives of BTS — even while they’re enlisted. I couldn’t imagine juggling more than that! I basically listen to every K-pop group under the sun (my K-playlist being well over 300+ songs), but I do have a few favorites in terms of music.

I used to stan Monsta X alongside BTS a long time ago, but after Wonho’s departure I kind of fell off the stan train. I still listen to their music, and I love the songs Fallin’, Destroyer, and Crazy in Love.

I really like Enhypen’s music, my favorite song from them being Chaconne. I listen to SHINee and all of the respective solo works by the members — I’m pretty obsessed with Taemin, so I’m interested to see what direction he’ll take under his new company. I really like the band SE SO NEON, I’m not really sure if they classify as “K-pop” but the singer is Soyoon (from Smoke Sprite) and I’ve been listening to her band stuff since 2017. I was incredibly overjoyed when I saw her at Hoseok’s JITB party, and then I just about died when I saw that she was doing a collab with Namjoon…

These days, I’ve found myself listening to a lot of ATEEZ, but mostly some of their more popular title tracks (Halazia, Deja Vu), but I really love the subunit that sings IT’S YOU. I don’t really know all of the members of ATEEZ by name, but I do like quite a bit of their songs.

I like BIBI, IU, Heize, I like a lot of songs by Youra as well. Any song by DEAN is a hit in my books! I love Dvwn! He’s terribly underrated but he makes really incredible stuff! Colde is great, so is Jeebanoff. I have a lot of NCTzen friends, so naturally I have come to know the ins and outs of their discography (one of my favorites being BOOM or Perfume). I like some of SEVENTEEN’s tracks, but I don’t listen to them all that often; HOT is always a fun time in my car! I have some EXO songs from my early K-pop days, so I really have a fond attachment to Overdose and Growl.

In terms of girl groups, I really like Red Velvet and Aespa (I would die for Ning Ning), and of course since it’s the summer time, I need to turn on a fuck ton of TWICE songs. Recently I’ve been obsessed with the songs 섬찟 (Hypnosis) by IVE, Sugarcoat by NATTY of KISS OF LIFE, and Generation and Rising by TripleS.

[kurohebi]

Not to be dramatic but [welcome back and] you were GONE but I really really needed to tell you this:

Taemin with light-colored contact lenses. [And light-colored hair. And a red outfit. Performing Hypnosis. In Japan.]

Real. True. Important.

You receive one good thing [everything regarding Taemin recently] but then the universe takes another thing from you [Henry Cavill is about to become a father but it's not my child].

[port-sever]

capa de fanfic: hypnosis (gahyeon)

p.s.:  esta capa está disponível para doação (adote aqui) ❤ caso se inspirar, me credite!

[jiamour]

my top 10 kpop songs of 2023 (even though i barely listened to kpop this year):

10.

9.

8.

7.

6.

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

honorable mentions: plastic candy - haseul, algorithm - heejin, eve, psyche & the bluebeard’s wife - le sserafim, don’t blink - aespa, hot air balloon - aespa, thirsty - aespa, welcome to my world - aespa, agassy - soojin, one kiss - red velvet, knock knock - red velvet, i am - ive , sugarcoat - kiss of life, kiss - dojaejung, perfume - dojaejung, new jeans - newjeans, wicked love - yena, sos - nct dream, off the record - ive, ditto - newjeans, dj - 127

[nso-csi]

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171126 TAEMIN OFF-SICK (on track) in KOBE D2 'Hypnosis'

[0525s]

wouldn't be a taemin event if he didn't do hypnosis

[peppertaemint]

Three weeks after military discharge, Taemin is finishing four two-hours+ mini-concerts and fan meetings today, with each performance carrying full choreographies and many (many!) songs with zero backing track. Although his dancing was technically not quite pre-enlistment Taemin (I mean, very technically), he was incredibly polished and was as good as many other performers' usual.

Three weeks. He did this in three weeks. And while he's recording for the SHINee album and making fun/cute YouTube content. I am floored by him and by the effort put into greeting his fans. He did this all to greet us after nearly two years.

You can see a bit of Hypnosis here. It's phenomenal. 잘했어요, 태민니! 💗

photos: here & here

[taemcutie0718]

TAEMIN- HYPNOSIS #KMAGICLIVEINMNL

[taeminrecuerdos]

11.04.2018

Retransmisión del concierto 'Music Bank' en Chile, en el que participó Taemin.

📼  Stage 'Danger'

📼  Stage 'MOVE'

📼  Stage 'Hypnosis'

📼  Stage 'Despacito'

[skzhocomments]

I can read your smile - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter 19 - Anxiety

Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

Wattpad | AO3

Chapter 18 | Chapter 20

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Chapter 19 - Anxiety

word count: 2.1k words

~January, the night of the game~

"So, ready for tonight?" Jude asked around the table excitedly.

"Wait, don't tell me you're all coming." Minho chuckled.

"Of course we are!" Key replied. "It's not like you lose in the Finals every other day!"

"You little shi-"

"I even took time off work." Crystal cut Minho off, eating lazily from the tray of food he brought her.

"Don't listen to Key, you have to win." Taemin stared him down. "This table is for winners."

"Of course, that's the plan." Minho waved his hand around as if to dismiss him, then looked at his plate.

He was nervous, they all could tell.

~

After eating, Minho and Crystal headed home, as he wanted to rest a bit before the game, and she had nothing else to do.

Even though he's been home for almost two weeks, they haven't spoken much except for lunchtime, because he was always away training. This game was stressing him out a lot, and Crystal worried about him. He's been acting off for the past few days, even since returning home, which gave Crystal a really unpleasant feeling in her stomach.

At 6PM, two hours before the game, she knocked on his bedroom's door.

He didn't answer, so she concluded he must be sleeping, but still, the game would start in 2 hours and she knew he was supposed to leave home in 30 minutes, so she decided to open the door and check on him.

He was sitting on the floor with his head in his hands, and he was sweating badly and shaking.

"Oh my God! Minho! Are you okay?" She ran towards him and kneeled down in front of him, forcing him to look at her.

"My chest- it hurts badly. I think- I think I'm having a panic attack." He barely spoke. He was breathing heavily and shivering.

"Okay. Okay. Here, breathe with me for a bit." She instructed him, but he didn't seem to calm down.

"I'm so anxious, Crystal." He panted. "It's my last game. If I don't win-"

"Okay Minho, let's not think like that. I want you to listen to my voice closely. Lay down on the bed."

He nodded and she helped him lay down.

"Close your eyes and breathe in slowly, then out. Like this." She breathed with him. "Now focus on what you're feeling and locate it in your body. You don't have to tell me where it is. Just locate it, let yourself feel where it is, and give it a colour. Anything you like, it might be blue, like the walls in this room, or maybe black, or red, or why not green like the colour of our plants on the balcony? Once you've figured out what colour you want to give that feeling, think about how the colour is moving in your body. Perhaps it's a ball rotating at full speed, or maybe it's moving slowly. Visualise it, Minho, and then take your right hand and move it to where the feeling is located, and grab the colour. Hold it in your hand for a while, in front of you, and make it move differently. You can control if it rotates from left to right, if it moves slowly or fast, you can do anything with it. Make it jump up and down, or make it melt. You are feeling it in your hand, aren't you? It almost burns. Now go ahead and give it a different colour. And give it a different shape too. It's now another feeling that you control, so you can put it back in your chest. Take your hand to your chest and let the colour go in. You are probably noticing by now that you are no longer anxious, and that you can breathe normally, so you can open your eyes. Feeling better?"

"What the heck." He looked at Crystal. "That was incredible. How did you do that?"

"It's hypnosis." She laughed.

"I'm feeling so much better."

"I'm glad. It's almost time to go. Will you be okay?" She caressed his hair gently, then stood up.

"Yes. Thank you, Crystal."

~

The evening came by quick enough, and the group of friends was seated to watch the game.

The university's team was playing against another university, which was supposed to have the best team in the country.

The game started off good enough. Minho's team had the ball advantage most times, they even tried to score a few times, but to no avail. The problems started arising when the enemy team got hold of the ball and went directly for the gate, managing to score one easily.

0-1.

That's okay.

You'll surely win.

Crystal thought anxiously while watching Minho get more and more stressed. She recognised the lines on his forehead and the habit he had of biting the skin around his nails when he was anxious. She's learnt he does this a long time ago, when they were still studying together.

She wondered if he'd like to study together again, or if things would start getting awkward between them, because they've been close to kissing one more time before getting interrupted, and they haven't addressed it since. She was too scared to bring it up, and Minho had something else on his mind, which was more important. The game tonight.

Around the 30-min mark, the enemy team scored another point.

0-2.

Come on.

Crystal started biting her nails as well, looking at Minho. He looked defeated. Why? He always had the most positive attitude in the world, so what was it about tonight that made him like this? She remembered the panic attack he had in his room earlier, and she started getting worried. What if he would have another one?

The only difference now was that he didn't exactly look anxious, but... angry. He must've been angry at himself.

Was he that intimidated by the enemy team? Did he start distrusting himself?

Because if he did, he needed someone to assure him right back.

"This will never work." Crystal said out loud.

"What?" Taemin asked, confused.

"He is doubting himself. It's not okay. We have to do something." She frowned.

"Like what?"

"Like, I don't know. Talk to him somehow!" She was fretting.

"Oh, I know! Let's go to the locker rooms! They have a 15-min break soon." He said, and grabbed Crystal's hand, dragging her after him.

"Is this really okay? Wouldn't they rather talk strategies or something like that during the break?" She frowned again when Taemin spoke to one of his friends who opened the back door for them, and they made their way inside the locker rooms.

They waited for 10 minutes, when the whole team returned. All of them were upset and stressed out, but Minho was the most disappointed.

"What are you doing here?" He asked annoyed at the sight of Taemin and Crystal.

"We just thought-" Taemin started, but was cut off.

"Go back up. We are busy."

"Minho, stop it." Crystal spoke and watched his cold gaze.

"I'm just saying, there's not much time, and-"

"Can I talk to you? For just 5 minutes, in private" She interrupted him.

He sighed and nodded, and they went to an empty locker room close to the lockers his team was in.

"What is it, Crystal?" He asked, his face gentler now, but his eyes still angry.

"You're not yourself, and you're not playing as good as you could, because you're still stressing out."

"I'm trying, but I only made mistakes, and we will lose because of that. Because of me." He sat down on the bench in the room with his head in his hands.

"I know you are upset. But look, you're the best there is. You can win this game still."

"Yea, right. Did you see how I played?" He chuckled bitterly.

"Shut it, everyone makes mistakes sometimes, but don't ponder on them for the whole game otherwise you'll really lose this." She scolded him.

"I'm so stressed, fuck." He cursed, and Crystal pressed her hands on his shoulders and made him look at her.

"Then do something about the stress, damn it!" She almost shouted at him, annoyed to no end. This was not him, he had to do something to revert back to his positive self.

"What do you want me to do?!" He asked, annoyed.

"Let it go! Take it all out!" She encouraged him. "What, can't you do it?!" She mocked him, and he stood up, annoyed. She was provoking him.

"How?! How do you want me to let it go?"

"How much time until you have to go back?" She asked.

He looked at the big clock on the wall.

"10 minutes."

"I have an idea, but I'm not sure if you'll like it or not." She spoke, breathless.

"What?"

"... use me." She said quietly, almost in a whisper. She hoped he didn't hear it.

"What?!" He exclaimed, shocked.

He did hear it.

"I mean it. Use me, get off, stop with this pointless stress and go and win."

"But that's selfish. How could I-"

"Then be selfish. There's not much time." She spoke hastily, then grabbed his shirt and dragged him onto her, kissing him, without thinking too much.

He reciprocated and kissed her back, their tongues fighting against each other as her back found one of the lockers. He raised her body and supported her weight as she kept kissing him.

Their first kiss was feverish, unexpected, and intense. She didn't want to think at all, she just wanted to feel.

And Minho wanted the same thing.

Damn Crystal and her sundresses. It was way too easy to raise her sundress and pull her panties aside, aligning himself with her.

"Tell me to stop. Please." He whispered, almost in a begging tone.

"Please don't." She responded. She knew it was wrong. They were crossing a line they probably should've never gotten to the point of crossing, especially not before they got time to talk things through.

But since they are already here, why not just cross it and worry about the consequences later? He needed this.

He seemed to think the same, as he pushed himself into her, sliding in with ease, the stretch feeling delicious.

Minho wasted no time, and she barely had time to adjust to him as he started thrusting into her hard, taking out all of his frustrations on her.

How much he needed to win, since it was his last big game, how strong the enemies were, how many mistakes he's made. He let it all go as the room was filled with hurried breaths, obscene moans and sounds of skin slapping. Minho kept thrusting into her and she held onto his shoulders for support, letting him get lost in the crook of her neck and biting her.

"I'm so close." He whispered in her neck.

"Let it go, hm? It's okay." She spoke, and he kept pounding into her vigorously. A few thrusts later, he released himself inside of her with a groan. He pulled out of her and helped her back on the floor, and she instinctively started rearranging her dress.

"I have to go." He spoke hastily, looking at the clock. "Let's talk later. We really need to. Thank you."

With that, he left the room in a hurry, leaving her behind. She didn't even look at him get out of the room. She couldn't.

She should've been happy. She finally kissed him, and did even more than that. She had him. But... she somehow felt drained of energy.

As his cum was dripping down her legs, she realised that she told him to use her, and she really felt used.

Small tears pricked the corners of her eyes.

Damn, I'm more sensitive than I thought. She chuckled bitterly.

Maybe she was just good for a quick fuck, and nothing more, and that's why he's never talked to her about them after Christmas. What did he even want to talk about now, after the game? Will he just reject her again and tell her this has been a mistake? Will he just nonchalantly thank her again for letting him get off using her body?

Fuck, she needed to buy a plan B, too.

She rubbed her eyes with her left hand and exited the locker room, heading towards the bathroom, and after she cleaned up, she saw Taemin waiting in the hallway.

"Crystal! I don't know what you told him, but it worked!" He ran to her happily, and she gulped down and held back her tears, burying her feelings deep down just as she's used to. "He was really optimistic, even spoke to his team and got the morale up again!"

"I'm so glad! I talked some sense into him, alright!" She smiled happily. That was so far from the truth, but Taemin didn't need to know what really happened, or that her heart was currently breaking.

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