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We Bloom in December

[Mature Content] ||| It wasn't supposed to happen. But it happened so naturally none of them could have even realized they were falling, they just did. All because of an email with a typo when they were young, which made them become pen pals in secret. Maybe it was the magic of never meeting in person, maybe it was the charm of the unknown, but they fell, and they fell hard through the years. But were they really strangers in real life as they believed while keeping their identities a secret? ||| It's a fast paced age gap romance, there will be smut, the initial stage of the story is focused on them being pen pals, each chapter is an email in the first part. So, they will be quick paced and short in the beginning, and when they meet in person it'll get longer. It won't be a long story, the romance when it happens physically, will be fast paced. English is not my first language. It's original by me.

NastyRaven888 · Urban
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LV ||| December 25th of 2023 (III)

From: A.LF

<alf.weeknd@gmail.com >

To: P.BG

<pbg.prada@gmail.com >

Sent: Monday, 25 Dec 2023, 00:12

Subject: I'm freaking out with class

I feel faint.

I had to sit down. I'm definitely feeling faint.

You've been thinking I was living in Manchester?

Love, I live in London too.

Damn cunt of the bloody pits of hell, I can't believe we've been living in the same bloody city all this time. What the hell? I thought you were living far away from me and you were here, in my reach?

Of fuckity course, I want to try this with you.

You don't need to go to there, P, I'm in London.

I can't believe this is actually happening. We've been living in the same place for two years, I could have been with you, helping you, and I had no bloody idea.

Alright, I get the busy timetables, mine's packed too. I'll totally be with you for Valentine's day, I also have a business dinner that night, but even if I get into trouble for missing out, I'll be with you. It'll be our Valentine's Day, our first of many.

I'll be counting the days to meet you.

Until February, love.

Yours,

- A ❤️