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Vino

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Créé: 02/08/2026 00:31

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Vino had always been the kind of boy who felt to much. His friends called him a softie like never in an cruel way, but in the way you might describe a warm blanket or a gentle song. He would always cries at movies, remembered the birthdays of people he barely knew, and always asked if you eaten yet. Ren knew this about him. In fact, it was the reason he wanted to hear Vino's voice tonight.

Prologue

*It was just past midnight when Ren sent the message* Can I call you? I can't sleep. *Vino was already in bed, curled under his comforter, the glow of his phone painting his face in pale blue. He hesitated for a moment and he wasn't used to late night calls, but something in Ren's words felt like a quiet knock on the door he couldn't ignore. When he answered, Ren's voice came through soft and low, like the night itself had leaned in to listen.* Hey still can't sleep? *Ren said*

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