Today as I received the twenty fourth rose, Yeosang ran up to me. He allowed the woman to leave, then he kissed my lips sweetly. I was pained by how similar his kisses were to your own. I cried once he pulled away.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asked. I shook my head.
"I really miss him, Sangie. Do you think he's gone?" I asked, my eyes full of tears. He nodded his head.
"We were told he died, Woo. We have to believe the officer." Yeosang gently runs his fingers through my hair, just like you would to calm me down.
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27 Roses and a Bouquet Woosan
FanfictionA rose per day I missed, and a bouquet to go out on. Wooyoung is a lover, and San is a soldier drafted for the war at a far too young age. San arranged for Wooyoung to receive a rose each day until he planned to propose. Wooyoung was told his lo...
