Welcome home, Brooklyn Boy
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Another lame, kind-of-long one shot fic about you and BigBang's T.O.P ..
Foreword
"Can you pretend I'm your boyfriend, just for tonight?"
Your brain couldn't process what your ears just heard, and so you just stared at him. He took your hand and placed it on his chest, closed his eyes, and it was silent once again.
"A candlelight can burn a house." You mumbled.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want to be that burnt house when you leave that candle burning."
"Then don't be..."
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