Author's Note: Mature content ahead. If you are not 18 yet, I suggest you to not read. If you have decided to read it anyway then read on your own risk.
Fahami's POV:
This moment, this look on his face! God! It was so precious that I wanted to capture it.
If someone told me that Taesung was
only a piece of my imagination at this moment, I would've believed them.
The dim light from my bedside table lamp, danced on his angelic features, making him appear like a dream. He couldn't possibly be real.
But more than his physical beauty, what pulled me so much to him was his soul. He was so giving, so generous.
Even though we had our fights and
disagreements, and we were still trying
to figure out each other, he was trying
his best for me. And that was more than enough for me.
I want
