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Smile Flower 》JiHan

Smile Flower 》JiHan

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The Language of Flowers #2 Joshua never expected a single kiss to shake him this deeply. What started as curiosity, fueled by late night loneliness, ignited a desire he didn't know how to face. Jeonghan had always been his comfort, his constant, his safest place. But now, every glance and every touch felt charged, dangerous, something he wasn't sure he could name. The truth he fears most isn't losing Jeonghan's friendship. It's realizing he might want more. Jeonghan has always known where he stands. Joshua is his closest friend, his anchor. Nothing more, nothing less. At least, that's what he told himself while burying a crush that never faded since their trainee days. But a kiss stolen in the quiet of night unravels everything, finally pushing him past restraint, leaving Jeonghan torn between hope and dread. Because as much as he wants Joshua, he can't shake the fear that Joshua won't want him the same way. He's afraid of losing their friendship.
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The Language of Flowers

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Seungcheol and Jeonghan had always been there for each other through the chaos of rehearsals, the late night talks, and the silence that only best friends could understand. But lately, the touch of their hands lingered a little too long, and their shared moments felt heavier, charged with something unspoken. What started as a way to relieve the stress of their lives, comforting each other in ways they didn't talk about, began to blur the lines. It was supposed to be just physical, just an escape from everything else. But somewhere in the midst of it, something deeper was beginning to stir, something neither of them was ready to face. The question was no longer about what they were doing, but what would happen once they realized it wasn't just about pleasure anymore. [ MINORS DNI ] 🔞 [ MATURE CONTENT ]

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