A strange addiction. Luring you in bit by bit. That feeling of attention, love, care. Underneath hoekids , there are thick, thick layers to be peeled away. What happens when they all spend a summer together? The layers slowly peel away, and you're left bare, naked, nothing more to hide.
He was a soft little kitty when Minho found him. Who knew that that little fluff ball would turn into a wild tiger.
George doesn't have feelings for Dream. They're literally just friends... right? Warning: Includes... ahem, smut. P.S. This is meant to be a book for me to practice writing smut, will obviously include plots n shit. Also, Dream and George have said themselves that they're okay with shippers, HOWEVER, if at any moment...