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changbin hates parties. he would always go there with felix, actually he used to do a lot of things with felix that he loved to do and now that felix isn’t with him anymore, he hates them. he hates partying without hearing felix saying how bored he is every three seconds, he hates sleeping without felix hugging him as if hes scared to lose changbin, he hates writing songs without felix carefully starig at him and inspiring him, he hates rapping without felix smiling and saying how much he loves it. changbin sometimes hates breathing without felix making every breath of his worth it. his life is so empty without felix, and he hates himself for how he treated him the last time they fought and all he wanted is to go to felix and just say how sorry he is like he always did before, but now he cant, now its different.
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[i’ll shove those vitamins up ur ass ~ 12:47 am]
patootie: ah the sweet smell of mutiny in the morning
patootie: also
patootie: what in the lowest depths of hell is a jammy~~~
“Is it bad that I really want you to ditch last period with me?” Seungmin murmured, not wanting to let go of the younger.
Jeongin shook his head, grinning. “Does it involve more kissing?” He asked cheekily.
Seungmin allowed himself to laugh then, a giddy, bubbly feeling rising in his chest.
“Only if you want it to.”
“Oh, I definitely want it to.”~~~
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Em uma sociedade regida por instintos lupinos e rígidas hierarquias, Han Jisung e Lee Minho comandam clãs forjados por tradições rigorosas. Afastados após uma separação dolorosa, os líderes não planejavam uma reaproximação, principalmente em meio a segredos que não podem vir à tona e a responsabilidade caótica de liderar em meio a conspirações sobre o tráfico de betas.
No entanto, quando se reencontram, as promessas caladas e a tensão latente que tentavam negar retornam como uma tempestade arrebatadora. Com seus olhares se cruzando, todas as defesas cedem: a cor dos seus olhos revela os lobos que, apesar do tempo, sempre souberam se reconhecer.
Escrito por @gantaisha1004 e @lrsspnc.