Cigarettes and kisses CHOSOxFEMALE READER!!

Cigarettes and kisses CHOSOxFEMALE READER!!

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The apartment complex wasn't a home-it was a refuge for the broken. She lived behind a locked door, drowning out her father's drunken rage with stolen cigarettes and loud music. He drifted through life, never unpacking, numbing himself with hangovers and empty plans. Neither expected anything from anyone, least of all each other. It started with shared silence in the stairwell, then quiet conversations about scars and sleepless nights. Slowly, they began to trust, to lean on each other. It wasn't perfect, but it was real-a slow burn. Two broken people finding solace, strength, and love in each other's cracks. PLEASE TAKE NOTE THIS IS A DOUBLE POV!: TW!!! Drug addiction and abuse Alcohol abuse Domestic abuse Sexual content Swearing( a lot) Records! 1#chososmut ENJOY!!❤️ Art cover by:@N9C4Z on X
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