nneovoid
βπ In the sleepless heart of πππ ππππ, a bar opens only when the world is quiet, and Y/N serves drinks to strangers unaware of the storm that lingers in the shadows.
He comes every night - silent, distant, carrying a solitude that whispers of untold stories. With each glance, each fleeting conversation, the air between them thickens, a slow-burning tension that promises more than either dares to name.
In the hush of midnight, boundaries crumble, hearts collide, and a forbidden connection awakens that will change β€· γππππππππππ ΛΛΛ
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