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Seokmin never liked loose ends.
He liked order. Rules. Control.
But Joshua Hong?
He came out of nowhere and left the same way.
One minute he was there - all polite smiles, gentle voice, soft sweaters and blueberry muffins. The next, he was gone.
No explanations. No notes. No fucking goodbye.
And no one knew anything.
Not where he went. Not where he stayed.
Not why Seokmin couldn't stop thinking about him.He wasn't supposed to care. He was supposed to hate him -
And then that one night - the fight. The truth. The way Joshua's eyes went cold. Where he acted like they were strangers.
"You don't know a damn thing about me, Seokmin."
He was right.
Seokmin never did.Now all he had were questions - and a growing ache in his chest that felt too close to guilt-
He was supposed to be the easy one. The soft one. The safe one.
So why did it feel like Joshua was the most dangerous thing he'd ever touched?