Song Seunghyun reflects upon his life: the wars he's fought, the lands he's seen, the people he's loved.   "There was something about him that drew me in. Maybe it was fate, maybe curiosity or infatuation, but regardless, I knew I needed to have him."

Hongki walks the distance between night and day, and Seunghyun needs to let go.

hongki was everything seunghyun could have ever asked for.   and strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you.

there's a reason why seunghyun is the only one who can make hongki laugh.

the way seunghyun looks at his hyung is more than words can describe

❝Seunghyun had often been told he hung out with the "wrong sort", or the "bad crowd". He'd never really understood these terms, as he couldn't remember a day in his life when the hours hadn't consisted of drugs and violence, a neverending cycle of running, whether it be from the authorities or a drunken friend clutching a broken bottle. Life wasn't hard. Life was just... life. He didn't know of anything else, until an unexpected encounter leads h

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