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JossGawin
3 stories
NAIVE BOY by Lucy050899p
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Joss only understands the language of violence and the privilege of burying its consequences with money. Gawin is the tutor his father hires to straighten him out, but he ends up becoming the mirror that reflects every blow-with threefold force. Now, Gawin is everywhere: his shadow, his assistant, and the only person who can either manage or match his fury. Their relationship is a relentless cycle of passion and pain, of wounds healed with kisses and scars that only the other one truly understands.
It was always you by ValisoaRas
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Joss is very popular at his university. In addition to being excessively handsome, he also excels in his studies. However, there are rumors that he's the kind of guy who changes girls like you change your socks. Gawin has always thought that someone like Joss would never get along with him, and although they go to the same university, they've never had a chance to talk. Gawin is a very introverted person and only hangs out with his small group of friends. What he doesn't know is that life has many surprises in store for him...
To Love Like A Sangngern (JossGawin) by Eunnie-papers
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If you ask me, personally, what it means to love like a Sangngern, I might find myself fumbling for the right words. I might dress it up in metaphors, try to make it sound profound. But Sara Arisara Sangngern would never hesitate. From the age of three to eighteen, she has lived inside the answer. She learned it from the best example she had left after losing her father - from her uncle, Joss Way-ar Sangngern. She learned that love does not always arrive loudly. Sometimes, it stays. Sometimes, it ties your shoelaces, waits outside your classroom, and argues over how much sugar should go into your milk. She learned that grief can sit at the same table as laughter. That family can be rebuilt. And most of all, she learned what it means when one man looks at another the way her father once looked at her mother in that blurry memory of a 3 year old- quietly, stubbornly, as if the world could end and it still wouldn't matter. That is what it means to love like a Sangngern.