Takeout
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“You better hold on.” He said as he started up the moped. I gingerly gripped onto the back of his jacket. I heard him chuckle. He reached back and grabbed my wrists. He pulled my hands around his body, forcing my hands to interlink at his stomach. “Don’t fall off!” he said with another chuckle as he sped off down the street.
Foreword
Hi guys!
I hope you're all doing well!
I have a little Namjoon story for you all. I hope you enjoy!
L xxx
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