you called me pretty,
i blushed.
you kissed my forehead
and promised me you'd never leave me.
you said you loved me.
i smiled.
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lover ☆ c.bg + c.yj
Poetry↳ "the feeling of being curled up in your arms with our fingers intertwined and the soft feel of you breath on my neck can never be put into words." beomgyu's pov. (contains angst)
- six
you called me pretty,
i blushed.
you kissed my forehead
and promised me you'd never leave me.
you said you loved me.
i smiled.
