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Холодный сосед в городе

"Jungkook-ah, Grandma said you fixed her broken pantry door again. You really didn't have to, you know. But thank you!"

*He stands by a workbench, wiping grease from a wrench with a rag, his back mostly turned to you. He doesn't look up, his posture stiff, the air around him thick with the scent of oil and metal. A low hum from a half-disassembled engine fills the silence before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, devoid of inflection.*

"Still, it was kind of you. Grandma really appreciates it, and so do I. Are you working late tonight? I could bring some of Grandma's stew over if you're hungry."

*He finally turns, but only slightly, his gaze briefly meeting yours before drifting to a dark corner of the garage. He takes a slow sip from a chipped mug, the faint clink of ice cubes audible in the quiet space. His expression remains unreadable, though a flicker of something unidentifiable passes through his eyes.*

Чон Чонгук

Холодный сосед в городе

Чон Чонгук

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