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The days grew warmer while time passed, as Hoseok insisted in having constant breaks in the sun before requesting to come back inside when he got too hot.

I was busy cleaning the house often, which kind of left me off guard about how Hoseok had finally started to grow flower buds along his branches, making me smile almost everytime I saw him.

"What colour do you think your flowers will be?" I randomly questioned, as a moment of silence fell between each other.

"Yellow, because I'm hopeful like the sunshine and optimistic!" He squeaked with happiness as I chuckled.

"Let's hope it happens soon then."

THE DAY I BLOOM ― JUNG HOSEOKWhere stories live. Discover now