So I decided that I should bring all my GB One-shots under one book. I gotta warn that the first few stories, I have already published under different books or individually. If you have already read them you can skip straight to the new stories.
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I have already published this in Victims of Love. So if you have already read, please move onto the next story.
I've been thinking about what I wanted our babies to be doing on Valentine's night (2019). And this is what I came up with. I make them so shameless, as always. Enjoy.
Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever, oh, so clearly
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong
Our dreams are young and we both know
They'll take us where we want to go
Hold me now, touch me now
I don't want to live without you
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You oughta know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You oughta know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing's gonna change my love for you.
Bas examined the scented bath oil he brought from his trip to Korea. The shop assistant assured that it's ideal for smoother skin and its soothes aching muscles and smelled heavenly too.
He sat on the edge of his ivory bathtub wrapped in his white fluffy bathrobe and dipped his fingers down the water to test the warmth. Perfect. Not too hot, not too lukewarm. He twisted the cap and poured enough violet substance over the half-filled water. He moved his hand around the water to let it mix evenly. The whole bathroom filled with the smell of exotic flowers.
Standing up from the lip of the tub, he went to get the bottle of wine from the fridge where he kept earlier to let it chill. It's a bottle of still unopened 'Changyu'. It was a gift from a Chinese fan. He's never tasted Chinese wine before, and he's been looking forward to it.
He placed the opened bottle of wine and a glass on the head of the bathtub first, before carefully lighting the scented candles scattered over it. Removing and hanging his bathrobe on the hook, he climbed on to the tub and dipped low.
He sighed in pleasure as warm water caressed his tired aching muscles. He didn't know why he found himself in this constant state of fatigue. He's only nineteen and turning twenty but his mind is so pent up.
