♡ “No one’s gonna know.” ♡
You’re just his stylist.
You were just supposed to keep things professional.
But Hoshi’s arms around you say otherwise.
His whispers, his touch, his shower…
They blur the line between care and craving.
One night was all it took.
One night to fall—into his arms, into his bed, into something neither of you can define.
But morning comes with secrets, locked doors…
And Mingyu.
You were warm in his hoodie.
Now you’re hiding under his bed.
When passion meets panic, can feelings survive the fallout?
ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ Get ready for stolen kisses, secret mornings, and the question that haunts you both:
Is he really over her—or just using you to forget?