Whispers of the Heart [BL] [Completed]
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  • Reads 105
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 35m
Complete, First published Oct 20, 2024
"Shin, you've filled my life with a love I never knew existed," Kenta said softly, brushing a strand of hair from Shin's face. "Every moment with you feels like magic."

Shin blushed, his heart racing. "You really mean that?"

"Absolutely. You make me want to be a better man," Kenta replied, leaning closer. "With you, I've found a happiness I never thought possible."

As their eyes locked, a warmth enveloped them, the world fading away. In that moment, they knew their hearts were forever intertwined.
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