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𝗛𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 𝗘𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗔 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗢𝗳 𝗨𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲|| 𝗝𝗝𝗞 ✓ by winsfics
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He then noticed that her breathing had returned to normal, so he asked, "Are you good now?" "Yes," she replied. "Great, because I'm not done yet." Before she could process anything, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers once again, this time with more intensity, but not too much. _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_(⁠✿)_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ Maybe that's just how he was-always making mistakes and then asking for forgiveness once he realized it. ┗Jeon Jungkook ~⁠♡ And maybe that's just how she was-always forgiving others' mistakes once they realised they were wrong. ┗Jeon Y/n ~⁠♡ _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_(⁠✿)_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ "Hidden Embers: A Tale Of Unspoken Love" suggests that within the story, there lies a concealed passion or affection represented by "hidden embers." Embers are the glowing remains of a fire, symbolising the subtle, smoldering feelings that the character harbor. The phrase "A Tale of Unspoken Love" implies that despite of these emotions, the character refrains from expressing their feelings openly. The narrative likely explores the journey of exploring and eventually revealing these concealed emotions, adding an element of mystery and longing to the storyline. < 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲; 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 | 𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 > < 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 >
𝗦𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 || 𝗠𝗬𝗚 ✓ by winsfics
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𝗦𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀-enough to change everything, but too short to say what they needed to hear. •°. *࿐ "Some things are beautiful because they don't last." "Or maybe they last in ways we don't see." Suga was never the kind to believe in fate. But then he met her-first at the ocean, then at Elysian Rest, and suddenly, his world wasn't the same anymore. She was warmth in a world that had long turned cold to him. But warmth was never meant to stay, was it? Sleora had always been slipping away, even before he knew her name. Like a fleeting dream, like the last note of a song lingering in the air. And yet, she left traces everywhere-on his hands, on his thoughts, in the lilies she loved so much. But what happens when time runs out? When seven minutes are over? This is not a love story. This is a story about love-the kind that lingers, the kind that shatters, the kind that stays even when everything else fades. •°. *࿐ Content Warnings: • themes of death, grief, and loss • terminal illness • emotional and psychological distress • past violence/gang-related themes • trauma and heavy angst Genre: • angst • romance • drama • psychological • supernatural (subtle elements) <readers discretion is advised>