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hoseok listened to everything seokjin had to say, saw the book, tears started to blur his vision. he tried to gulp in his crestfallen paroxysm
"i am- i don't kn-" hoseok stuttered burying his head in his hands drooping slowly to the ground.
"you need to listen to me now." seokjin instructed.
hoseok nodded in response as he wiped away his tears, trembling.
he didn't know how much jihae loved him.
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my flowers in your garden | Jung Hoseok
FanfictionMy grave was alive, he decorated them with flowers. Every single day. "I was lying in my own pool of blood." J.h Short story. [Editing]
