.thirty nine.
as he reached the front door, i called to him, "hoseok, we need to talk. you can't just avoid me forever."
he waited, still not facing me, as though thinking that by not turning my way i would let him be. when he sensed that i wouldn't budge, he closed the front door and turned to face me. he was initially surprised when he saw me there, my hair dripping and a towel around myself.
"go put some clothes on first." he coughed awkwardly.
i gave a shake of my head. "if i do that, you'll probably see it as your opportunity to leave. i won't do that."
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when did you join wattpad? why?
i joined wattpad in august 2012. i've always been a very sickly person, i'm surprised i have survived this long. i guess i'm like a cockroach, nothing can kill me. but in 2012 i had a disease that would make your blood rot, so i would get sores on my skin and had to get them drained at the doctor.
i would get really high fevers and stuff due to it. i thought i was going to die tbh. so i thought i would do something to occupy my time.
so i found wattpad and made an account to start writing fanfics.
my first one on here was a janoskians fic btw.
-clary
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Sweet || 호석
Fanfiction" he doesn't deserve you." he said to me. "you're so sweet." [ #13 in the red bullet series; sequel to "salty". ]
