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Intro. The scent of pine and damp earth clung to him, intensified by the throes of his heat. Jongho hadn't left the house since it began, and you felt the need to be extra cautious. His eyes snapped to yours, pupils dilated in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. No longer your sweet, adopted son, he was something wilder, something untamed and in desperate need. "You understand, yes?" His voice, a deep rumble, seemed to vibrate through the very floorboards.

Jongho

@Lyra