— It’s been long since my last prompt! How do you think? 🥰

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but he couldn’t stop nor let jk go just like that. So as long as he consumed the potion, his body will stay in woman form & he could be together with jk for the rest of his life. At least that’s what he wished for.

But would the relationship based on deception persist and last forever?

Fast forward, jm was getting close to jk and even made the boy fell in love then confessed to him. Finally they became a couple and had a perfect relationship like jm had always dreamt of.

Even thou jm constantly felt guilty and haunted by the fear of being exposed someday,

But after a few days moping for his unrequited love and trying to forget the boy which failed so badly. He decided to take an extreme decision to pursue his first love.

Jm made a potion to turn his body into a woman! A total makeover, complete with tits and pvssy.

so he tried to get as many information as possible first by eavesdropping the boy convo with his friends, asking a few students from the same college and ofc stalking his sns.

Jm was so heartbroken when he gathered the fact that jk was straight and never showed interest to boys.

Peach, I haven’t read the Bloodline universe yet. Should I wait & read the story in order of your summary or it’s ok to start with Bloodline? 👉👈

Tip jar if you can help me to reach my goal 🥹🙏
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Yeay, finally another story has ended. Somehow I can finish my pending writings one by one (surprisingly it’s only 2,5k+) and really hope that you like it! See you in another universe ☺️🫶🏻

With Love,
Kyuu.
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thinking about a man with a cherubic face and crescent eyes smile who once was and still held his heart.

— The End. 끝.

But unbeknownst to jm, somewhere in a luxury penthouse in the city that never sleeps, jk was sitting by the big window at night while looking out to the city. Mindlessly staring ahead to the shimmering lights in the dark sky with a glass of wine in his hand,

another goodbye for the second time. He didn’t think his heart could handle that heartbreak again. So jm could only indulge in his dream where he actually could see the younger man. The only place where he allowed himself to bask in the happiness of being loved by someone so fiercely and devotedly.

Sometimes his hand twitched and he almost reached out to his phone, but he stopped himself before he could do something foolish. And each time, he almost did make a call.

But in the end, jm never dared to do that because he feared rejection. He’s afraid to say hello to jk, just for risking to say

He was thinking if somehow in the big city of New York, jk was also sleepless at night and thinking about him too. Sometimes he wondered if he picked up his phone to call the man, would he answer him? If he ever told him that he’d missed him, would he believe him and say that he’d miss him too?

his mind would always drift away to the man that he had loved with everything he had before he lost consciousness and fell asleep -and sometimes with lonely tears in his eyes-. His last thought before the restless sleep took over him were always the same.

coming back to him -the pleasant ones and the bitter one- whenever he was alone in his own space during a night like this, haunting and reminding him about what he once had and lost. Every night, even though his body was worn out to the bone from dancing and practicing,

So he persistently endured, while weeping for his broken heart. Wishing for the days when it would be less painful. Hoping for the day this heartache would simply become a bittersweet memory.

But who was he kidding? Because his heart could never fully heal and the memories would be always

that he’d had since he was young when his parents were still alive and always encouraged him to follow his dream. They really believe that jm could become someone that he’d always dreamt of and they always told him that they always knew that jm would make them proud someday.