when did you get hot? | hyunin

when did you get hot? | hyunin

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"spread your legs." "what???" he leans in impossibly closer to hyunjin as he seductively repeats his words, looking at him with something... dark in his eyes. "you heard me. spread them." • hwang hyunjin was fourteen when he and his mother were forced to flee the mafia life. twelve years later, he finds himself in front of the gates to the same, back to avenge the death of his father. except, a devilishly sexy obstacle stood in his way- his childhood best friend, yang jeongin. reconciling with his friend may not have been a part of the plan, but with the way they hungrily eyed each other? they had no option but to do something about it. side ships: minlix, chanmin tropes/themes: mafia, childhood friends to lovers, friends with benefits
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