Found in Translation - Chapter 4

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This early in the morning, it was still dark outside. Considering it was winter now, December 13th to be precise, the house could never seem to heat up enough. The floor on the inside of Wooyoung’s apartment was like ice and to get to anywhere you had to basically dash and hope that the freeze from the floor wouldn’t surge into your toes and rage

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[pandaunni]

MY SPOT BETCHES

[pandaunni]

WHY DID YOU DO THIS? I AM FUCKING ABOUT TO SOB NOW. ON MY BED.
AT ALMOST 4AM >:|

I'm on my iPhone so I shall be back with a third comment with quote time. And it's gonna be LONG. khunwoo icon to heal my broken heart.

[pandaunni]

OKAY. BACK AGAIN WITH QUOTE TIME:

“I have to go Khun.”

“No,” Nichkhun mumbled and pulled Wooyoung back. With his other arm he slung it around Wooyoung’s neck.

the images ....

How Wooyoung became so easily infatuated with Nichkhun, addicted to his company, craving his attention, and starving for his touch was still a mystery to him though. Sometimes he hated that he liked him so much because it hurt and it scared him. It threw him off too, from that insanely perfect life he was leading pre-Nichkhun.

Wooyoung doesn't not understand the capacity of how lucky he is now.

“Wrong answer. I would have asked you to tutor me anyway.” Wooyoung ears got red; he could feel the heat rushing to them. “Are you going to ask me why? Because that would be a dumb question.”

made me smile like the idiot i am.

And he kissed him. He kissed him with everything in his soul and somehow probably the soul from his past life, and the life before that

[pandaunni]

I HAD TO BREAK IT UP INTO ANOTHER COMMENT:

But today, the gift that Wooyoung received was watching her walk up the stairs to Nichkhun’s apartment. Watch her knock on his door, cake in hand. Watch him open the door and smile and watch her walk in.

/about to go and hunt some bitch.

Today, Nichkhun cried in his room while she waited in the living room. Today, he held his phone in his hand and started the text he had started the same way for the past two days, the text that was saved in the ‘Drafts’ folder of his phone because he sent it at least twice a day for the past week.

Wooyoung, I love you. I want you. I don’t need you to be anything, or anyone. I love you. -Khunnie.

Today, Nichkhun hated himself because today, Nichkhun felt that if he sent it…he wouldn’t get a reply, just as he hasn’t for the past 5 days. The longest 5 days, of his life.

Instead, today Nichkhun sent:

Merry Christmas, Wooyoung. Bo go ship da. --Khunnie

/SOBBING

ok I'm done. >:D

[okkitten]

FUCKING SPOT.

[okkitten]

;_; sobbing forever. Please update soon because I might drown in tears waiting.

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lol reanna <33333333333333333333
i will~

Re: I divided the comments into sections

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I couldn't keep it happy forever!! D: sorry lol

and this girl, while i write her, i hate her.

Re: I divided the comments into sections

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mmm, i don't know yet! :O

i don't even know the ending yet :?
lmfao

but thank you for reading!

[chocolate_abs]

omg I'm really tired okay but I read this anywayz just because it's you and your writing always makes me happy.... dfasnkhaskjfaslkdkfha Now I'm both tired and sad. ;__;

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lmfao im sorry ;~;

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yay!!! i was hoping it was realistic.