Together Christmas

Together Christmas

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"Nenhum de nós dois queria estar lá naquela noite de natal, mas o destino nos moveu para que nos encontrássemos, eu sei que para ele foi mais difícil do que foi para mim e por ele ter feito aquele enorme sacrifício, eu sou muito grato." Eu escrevi esta fanfiction há um tempinho, espero que gostem. Há algumas informações que seria legal vocês saberem: 1- Na Ásia em geral o Natal não é uma data familiar, geralmente ela é para se passar a dois. 2- A tradução de noraebang é literalmente "música sala", na Coreia do Sul há muitos estabelecimentos que disponibilizam sala para que as pessoas cantem músicas disponíveis em um menu. 3- Trot é um gênero musical muito conhecido na Coreia, é considerado o "brega" deles.
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...He approached me and firmly grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards one of the cabins. In a rather brutal manner, he pushed me inside, blocking the door behind him. He leaned his hand against the wall, right next to my face... - I asked you something. What do you think about it? - His behavior deeply embarrassed me. Indecent thoughts started swirling in my head... Me... He... In this confined space... With other people, women, and men on the other side of the door, completely unaware... - We're alone. There's no one else with us. You can answer me honestly now... - They're... out there... and they can probably hear every word we say. Besides, what am I supposed to judge when you're not wearing any clothes? - Shhh! - He placed his finger on my lips... - You wouldn't want someone to hear you, right? - The guy closed the distance between us, pressing his whole body against mine... - Unless... you like it? Tell me, Nunu, do you like being loud? Do you enjoy it when others can hear? - He placed his hands on my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt with one hand... 🌈 - Hia... Look! - I exclaimed cheerfully, pointing my finger at the sky. - NuNew... You are the eighth color of the rainbow to me. - P' said suddenly. - The eighth colour, what does that mean? - Just... mine. - "The light looks so beautiful in the phase of dispersion..." - What? - Ah... Valeriu Butulescu described the rainbow phenomenon that way. I believe his words have a hidden meaning. - What do you mean by that? Sorry, Nhu, but you're the last person I know who would want to analyze some poet's profound thoughts. - Yeah, that's true, poetry isn't really my thing... 🌦 It was late at night, the rain was pouring, and a cold wind was roaring. The echo of doors slamming filled the street... With a backpack on his back, wearing a black hood pulled over his head, a boy with hair as black as coal walked through the Bangkok street in a direction known only to his soul...

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