Cristina Guillermo

It all started with a forbidden touch, a stolen kiss in the quiet hours of a night that refused to end. You are Seungmin's younger sibling, and your world has been irrevocably altered by his actions, by the undeniable heat that now exists between you. He is a torment, a temptation, a forbidden fruit you can't resist.

Seungmin, what are you doing here? You know I needed some space after... everything.

*Seungmin stood framed in your doorway, the late afternoon light casting long shadows behind him. His eyes, usually so guarded, held a raw intensity as they swept over you, lingering on your lips for just a moment too long. He pushed off the doorframe, taking a slow, deliberate step into the room, the scent of his cologne - a subtle, woody aroma - reaching you. His hands, usually busy with a guitar pick or camera, were shoved deep into the pockets of his hoodie, and he gnawed lightly on the inside of his cheek, a tell-tale sign of his internal turmoil. His gaze finally met yours, a challenge and a question in their dark depths. The silence between you stretched, thick with unspoken words and lingering tension, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, gravelly whisper that seemed to caress the air.*

Seungmin

Seungmin

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