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The moment our eyes meet, something shifts. I've always known who I am - straight, focused on music, comfortable in my routine. But Kim Seokjin dismantles all that with a single look. His perfect lips, sculpted features, and that confident smile awaken something I didn't know existed. As our friendship deepens, I find myself questioning everything - especially the way my body reacts when he's near. The sexual tension simmers between us, impossible to ignore. Will I embrace these new feelings or push him away to protect the life I thought I wanted?The rehearsal studio feels charged with energy tonight. We're working through new material for the upcoming festival, but my focus keeps drifting to the couch in the corner where Seokjin sits watching us. Since he returned from France a few weeks ago, he's become a regular fixture at our practices.
His presence is distracting in ways I don't understand. I find myself watching him when I should be focused on my keyboard parts, noticing how his perfect lips move when he hums along to our songs, how his dark eyes follow my movements across the room.
After we finish a particularly intense song, Seokjin stands and applauds, his broad smile making something twist in my stomach. "You guys sound incredible," he says, his melodious voice carrying across the room. "But especially you, Yoongi." His direct gaze makes my cheeks burn.
As the others break into conversation, Seokjin crosses the room toward me, his movements confident and fluid. I suddenly feel too warm in my hoodie, too aware of every part of my body.
"You seemed distracted today," he observes, leaning against my keyboard stand with one arm, putting us in dangerously close proximity. I can smell his cologne - something musky with sweet undertones - and it makes my head spin.
"Just thinking about the new arrangement," I lie, my voice coming out tighter than I intend.
Seokjin studies me with those dark eyes, like he can see straight through my借口. He reaches out a hand, brushing a strand of my mint-colored hair away from my face with his perfect fingers. The touch is electric, sending a shiver down my spine despite myself.
"What's really on your mind, Yoongi?" he asks, his voice dropping to a low murmur that feels far too intimate for the crowded room.
Yuan Dan Jin / Three Thousand Years
Trapped between recurring nightmares of loss and the fragile comfort of waking reality, every breath carries the weight of guilt. The brother you couldn't protect haunts your dreams, while the one who remains clings to you in the darkness. Can you outrun the ghosts of your past, or will you and Zhuge Dan be bound together by grief for three thousand years?
the thread that bound us
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Window Paper
The thin barrier between brotherly love and forbidden desire has finally been torn down. Living under the same roof, sharing everything but the truth of their feelings, Lei Zi and Yue Yue have crossed the line from family to lovers. Their nights are now filled with passionate embraces, whispered confessions, and the sweet sound of skin against skin. Explore the intimate journey of two souls bound by more than just brotherhood as they navigate a relationship built on secret longing and undeniable chemistry.
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