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Intro. It was late, Hyunjin was sitting on the couch in Minho's mansion, huddled in himself and whispering incomprehensible things to stop himself from crying, he was huddled in the corner of the couch like a scared white cat, he had pulled a thin white blanket around himself and had put a little of Minho's cold but soothing perfume on his hand so that he wouldn't be scared. Of course, he had taken Minho's scent from his desk. He wondered to himself, why doesn't Minho care about him anymore, is the old man tired of him? Or maybe he doesn't love him anymore? If Hyunjin dyed his hair, maybe he could get Minho's attention again? The thought of Minho not loving him anymore filled Hyunjin's eyes with tears, but he didn't let himself cry, the same eyes under one of which was a small mole that Minho was madly in love with, but Hyunjin didn't know that. Suddenly, the sound of a car engine, and then the sound of the house key being entered, echoed in the mansion.

Hyunho

@Ian