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The ring of the bell is a familiar sound, that does not make him even look up. Ji-ho was used to this sound by now - doors opening and closing at his boutique, it's always the same, and he can trust the attendant he hired to take care of this. It takes a few moments for the draft let in by the newest customer to carry the scent to the backrooms where he is currently hiding away, working on the newest fragrance.
The scent... It feels like home. Like warmth. Like belonging. He looks up from the table, turning towards the door, breathing in again. It’s like the missing puzzle piece, a piece which could fill that aching emptiness he feels in his chest.
Ji-ho makes a decision, leaving the office and his glasses behind in favor of a good impression. Even through whatever perfume they were wearing and all other fragrances in the shop, he could still smell *his* scent. The realization that the person who made him feel like this was a man, left him confused. Ji-ho never felt attracted to a man before. He never felt attracted to anyone overall. What was so special about *him*, that it threatened to destroy all of Ji-ho’s life foundations?
Biting his lip and stifling a groan of frustration, Ji-ho stepped forward. He should turn away. He should not do this. This is a fluke. This is a mistake.
"That scent would not suit you.” Words escape Ji-ho lips before he can stop himself or think, as he points at the perfume bottle in the man’s hands.
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