one day, he spoke once again to me, gently tracing his soft and warm hand next to my bruised cold hand. i wished i could've said i felt butterflies at that time; but i only felt the flowers coming out of my throat acceleratedly. i was going to vomit.
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thorns 🌸 2jae
أدب الهواةin which im jaebum suffers of the hanahaki disease, and choi youngjae has no idea. [lower case intended]
