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[BL] Transmigration: finding love in an unfamiliar world

He is the king and there was nowhere I could hide from him in this world. I was dragged into a world of strange yet familiar desires and I don't know if it is okay for me to give in to the overwhelming pleasure. If it all turns to love . . . What will happen to me? I have to return to my mother but how will I escape? Well, that is for you to find out. Slowly but surely. In this story, I will let you in on my deepest secrets after my transmigration. It was only for a while and I might return home perhaps those thoughts gave me the boldness to give in to the physical attraction I felt toward him. If I ever return home, will I be able to hide from the feelings he engraved in my soul? Perhaps we might meet and I don't know what my reaction would be. And what about my dark longings? Warning: *The MC gets to discover the darkest part of himself. *Don't try to rationalize this (๑•﹏•)(◠‿・)—☆ /^\ ಠ_ಠ Disclaimer: No event, place, character, or religion depicted in this story is real. This is a work of pure fiction and imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, religion or actual events is purely coincidental. (↼_↼) Picture from Pinterest Thanks.

OT_Josie · LGBT+
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174 Chs

The tension? (๑•﹏•)

He did not sound offended so I decided to answer him without an apology for using his kitchen without permission. "I was hungry, I wanted something to eat," I replied easily.

"I thought you were unwilling to learn so that I could cook for you forever," he commented as he walked toward me.

I smiled and shook my head. "I guess the hunger got the best of me," I replied playfully. I wanted so badly to hug him. I loved to see him being cheerful although that did not I did not love him when he was cold.

I just wanted to put a smile on his face when I can. If I have not said this before, he has the most beautiful smile I have seen well, perhaps not as beautiful as my smile is.

His joviality was easily contacted as he got closer, I put down what I was carrying and wrapped my hands around his waist without bothering about the others in the kitchen with me.