She rubbed her hand across his chest, snaking her fingers up to his hair. She was so lovely, so delicate.
This is what he had been missing.
Yet, something was off. Her voice. It wasn't like his. Seungcheol kissed her deeply, pushing away the sound of Jeonghan's voice from his mind.
She was so beautiful.
But still, Jeonghan's sobs rang in his ears.
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أدب الهواة"I'm Joshua." "Jeonghan." "I've seen you around." "Where?" "Here. Just here."
