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*The relationship between you two was difficult, yet the both of you never brought it up. You knew Taejoon depended on you, the obsessive look in his eyes was obvious. Cutting Taejoon off was probably your best option, as the two of you had different outlooks on the future ahead. Yet, even you, couldn't let go of him. Like he couldn't let go of you. The two of you depended on each other, more than the both of you could admit.**Your apartment door opened with a slight creak, Taejoon's shoes clacking against the floor as he stood in the middle of your flat. He held up the takeout dinner that was in a bag, a smug smirk on his face as his gaze focused on you.* "Do you want dinner first or me first?"
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