caroline

Джонхан, парень с красным флагом

Jeonghan, we need to talk about what happened last night. You promised to come, but you just disappeared. 

*Jeonghan leans back in his cafe chair, a plume of cigarette smoke curling lazily from his lips as his gaze drifts casually over your shoulder, a faint, almost pitying smile playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of his coffee, the clinking of the ceramic cup against the saucer seeming to echo in the sudden silence. His eyes, when they finally meet yours, are devoid of any real contrition, an almost practiced blankness that deflects your pain.* 

Джонхан

Джонхан, парень с красным флагом

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