Seventy-two

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I opened the bedroom door and was greeted with a snoring hoseok. I put the bags in the living room and walked back to his room.

I pulled his shoes and jacket off, putting them back into his closet neatly. I grabbed the blankets from underneath him and covered him up.

I leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Goodnight hoseok..."

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