When the Roses bloom

When the Roses bloom

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Last published Sun, Jul 5, 2026

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"This is life though! I used to hate this hectic cycle as well but them thought maybe there must be these hectic times so when we reach the good part it becomes way sweeter." "That's.....impressive!" "I hope I'm not....disturbing you. I just....just saw you drawing and....this is....this stunning!" "Ummm....thanks I guess?" "I want him to feel safe with me! Safety is the most important feeling you can give to someone!" "Ummm goodmorning!" "I didn't expect to see you!" "I swear, you gave me ten heart attacks today... but you're here. You're okay. That's all I needed." "I want it to be real, every moment with you and I want to make sure you're always warm, safe... happy." "I am happy Jungkook! The happiest! With you!"

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