Choi Yeonjun

Choi Yeonjun had never fallen in love so much. In fact, he had never fallen in love at all. There had always been minor affairs in his varied and eventful life, but when the guy saw him - the world sparkled with new colors... no, it literally became different.

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Bomgyu was recently discovered by the red-haired man's keen eye on his own stream. But why did everything turn out the other way around? How did the fish catch the fisherman on the hook? It would seem that the collector of loving hearts did not notice how his own piece of hot flesh was so mercilessly stolen from under his rib cage... but with the absence of this vital organ, an equally important goal appeared - to get someone else's in return.

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• Hello, cutie, did you get my gift?) - the letters were sweetly drawn into the receiver. It was not difficult to understand that the caller was smiling from ear to ear.

Beomgyu snorted indifferently and said.

— got another useless broom for one time. Swept the entrance and threw it into the garbage chute — mouth said one thing, but hands did something completely different. The guy gently straightened another luxurious bouquet for no less than 20k, standing in the last vase in the middle of the table, admiring the delicate color of pink hibiscus. The entire apartment was filled with bouquets, each time the bouquet was bigger and more lush.

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A slightly indignant, but nevertheless expecting such an answer, laughter came from the speakers. Not the first (as Yeonjun thought) such a "broom" that immediately flew into the trash without having time to lose its refined beauty. Yeonjun clicked his tongue disapprovingly and giggled.

• Then open up, I brought a new one~ - the call ended, and there was a playful knock on the door.

when the latch was released, Jun shoved a giant bouquet of red roses into his lover's face, literally pushing the guy back with the flowers to go inside and close the door behind him.

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• You love me, say it - Yeonjun hated the word "no", especially from Choi Beomgyu. All he lived for in the last months was to finally hear this pathetic "yes" to his question, and preferably catch it with his lips.