the lost can be lost together.
Jongtae (slight Jongkey); pg; fluff; 2700 words
a/n: Wrote this during summer last year. I don't even know.
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in the earliest hours of the morning and Jonghyun is still wandering the
streets of Seoul, his guitar strapped against his shoulder and bouncing along
to the rhythm of his mismatched steps, his boots making soft echoes against the
pavement that only the ghosts of Korea’s past can hear in the lingering voices
of the night.