WILD NIGHTS// Zhanyi ff (HIATUS)
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"Being a criminal's lover is the last thing I want!" A man wearing a black suit, hissed as he fiddled with the trigger.
"But being with you was the best thing that has ever happened in my entire life." The guy with ear piercings and a cracked lip said softly. He aimed his pistol at the sky.
A gunshot was heard and the rusty smell of blood lingered in an abandoned building.
With a tear stained face, the last man standing dragged his feet away from his fallen lover.
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