quarante et un

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"Oh, i'm positive it was you," Haechan insisted. He had studied the tape for hours, and he had lost his precious night sleep over them, he wasn't wrong. He definitely wasn't wrong. "And my name is Lee Donghyuck, or just Haechan," he told him. "Whatever you wanna call me," he shrugged. "You are wearing the exact same hoodie as you were last night. So, don't lie."

He stopped his circling, and took a tiny step forward. A tiny step closer to Renjun. They were now standing so close that Renjun could smell the faint sweet smell of caramel. Haechan's cologne. It was exhilarating and intoxicating, but in a good way. In that good, but complex and confusing, way that drew you in. The way that drew you in so much that you would never ever even think about leaving.

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