Here Without You (Seongjoong - ENG VERSION)
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Hongjoong tried to hold on to the good memories, he really did...
Author's Note:
This fanfic is the first one I write in a long while.
It's an adaptation from my Jackbum fanfic with the same name, but with some small changes.
I am aware that not everyone likes angst stories but they are one of my favorite genre.
This oneshot contains or may contain mentions to loss, death. But it is an open ending story, so you can take your own conclusions.
Yet, don't read it if you are not comfortable please.
Also, English is not my first language. So I'm sorry about possible mistakes or possible inaccuracies.
I don't own the photos used for the cover, but I do own the cover itself.
THIS FIC IS ALSO IN HERE WRITTEN IN PORTUGUESE, AND AT THE WEBSITE SPIRIT WITH THE SAME TITLE.
Titulo : 3 Doors Down - Here Without You
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