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"Yeosang, just look at him," Wooyoung cooed from his perch by the window whilst San tripped over a planter box and fell face first into the front lawn. "He's adorable, isn't he?"
The said man laid there fuming silently on the grass, limp as a doll before getting up with a huff and storming back into the house.
Yeosang merely hummed in response, too busy fluffing out the many layers of petticoats that were usually hidden under the main fabric.
Wooyoung sighed quietly, "I can see your fugly grandma underwear from here."
Yeosang peered down to stare at the cotton candy pink fabric peeking out, "They're comfortable."
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"Are you going insane from the dolls in the attic, again?" San asked, cocking an eyebrow. He must've been working in the garden again since his arms were covered in dark smudges. He wore a pair of gardening gloves and and an apron with mysterious green blotches of liquid stained the ends of it
Jongho wrinkles his nose again at the thought of the suspiciously pristine dolls they stumbled upon when exploring the house earlier.
"I hope not."
They looked so real, so so humane, yet when those glassy eyes looked back into his, Jongho could only see his own face in return. Grey irises and nothing beneath them.
Just huge, lifeless and unblinking.
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dolls | ateez
FanfictionChoi brothers, Jongho and San, move into their late grandmother's old cottage, not expecting to discover anything life changing or whatsoever. But the dolls looked so real, so so so humane, yet the glassy eyes they adorned looked back into his lifel...
