Note: just wanted to have a break from homework and I end up finishing this request o/. (changed the title and a little of the story)
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Eyes on the TV, popcorn and beverage in the middle of the little table in front of the couch while I sat with Taeyang on my side, both of us trying to deal with the awkward silence as Family Guy made the only sound in the living room.
I knew he was watching it, because he was laughing at the current scene I wasn’t looking at. I was nervous, and it was mostly because of one thing. Two weeks has passed since we decided to date, and the closest we’ve been is a kiss in the cheek. It’s not a big deal, but that little bother of mine has been eating my thoughts.
"That’s crazy!" He exclaimed, looking at me with a five-year-old smile and then to the TV. I smiled back at him and somehow got lost on his lips.
It was so easy for me to kiss them anytime, but as we haven’t had our first kiss, it was kind of difficult for me to do the first move. I could just approach him and in two seconds everything would be over and I would’ve stole a kiss from him, but I was too nervous to do it.
Taking popcorn to calm a little, my hand touched his, making the fourth contact we’ve done since he arrived. The first one was at the door, when he hugged me; the second one with the little kiss on my cheek. The third one when he passed me an empty vase and this one, the fourth one. He smiled poking one of my cheeks and that frustrated me so much.
I moved a little closer to him, faking an incredible big laugh that I didn’t even know I could do. He was laughing too, oblivious of my struggles. My shoulder was two inches away from his and I was just waiting for a miracle.
Soon, he decided to make a move I was dreaming to happen. His arm was behind my head, touching both of my shoulders and almost forcing me to relay on his shoulder. The only thing I was scared the most was that he could feel my heartbeat, beating two hundred times per second.
He moved, and I thought this was it. I thought this was the moment where we would have our first kiss and I thought how shocked my best friend would be after I told her how it happened, with details and everything; I thought. His arm reached his coke and he laughed another time, offering me some before giving a zip to it. I sighed, refusing with my head, looking back at the TV.
Maybe I needed to give him the sign, but what could the sign be without being too forward? I took my coffee, and looking at the cream on top, i thought of the perfect plan.
I took a big gulp, leaving most of the cream on my upper lip, making a little white mustache.
"Oppa." He looked at me and his eyes locked with my lips. "Is there something on my face?" He nodded slowly, never leaving my lips.
Now, this was the moment. He would lean forward to take off the cream with his li—
The touch of his thumb surprised me as he took off the cream and then licked his thumb. I felt my cheeks going red. Now, this was the closest we’ve been, and as much as I wanted to be happy for the thing just happened, I still wanted that kiss.
I sat back against the couch, moving away from him. I needed to think about something else.
I’ve heard some stories of my friends, how they teased their boyfriends to kiss them, but I couldn’t think of any of those stories. I was still thinking about his thumb touching my lip and the fact that it was so lame that I couldn’t make him kiss me.
Suddenly, the TV turned off before the light of the room did too and my whole apartment when black. Blackout.
"Yah, what happened? I paid my bills! I thin—"
It was so sudden. But I still remember it perfectly.
His hand went to the back of my neck, forcing me to turn around and look at him. But I couldn’t see a think, so that scared me more, but the next thing was that he was kissing me. Our lips crashed strongly, mostly because he couldn’t calculate how far our mouths were. It feel so unreal, I couldn’t know if I had my eyes closed as I was still watching everything black, so I followed the kiss, relaying on my mouth.
I didn’t imagine it this way; I didn’t know he was such a good kisser as his teeth bit slightly my lips, leaving my mouth for me to look for his as a boost. The angle was perfect, his head moved to the sides with every kiss he gave me, going deeper every time.
I felt my head against the pillow, and I guess he was now over me, but I wasn’t so sure as his tongue greeted me, entering my mouth in a movement. My hands were everywhere, going from his cheeks to the back of his neck and to his hair.
"You taste so good" he said in a rush between kisses. I felt his hands on my face and legs between mine.
I wanted to say something sexy too, maybe “you’re too” or “what did you expected?” But I was so thirsty for more kisses that I didn’t say a thing.
I didn’t know what game he was playing at, but at some point he stopped. He didn’t move away, but as his head was far away from me to kiss him without lifting up my head, I had to make him go down. I felt his smile against my lips as his thumb stroked my cheek.
We stopped when we felt it was too much. My shirt was almost all open, my hair made a mess against the couch and our mouth crying for air. Nose against nose, I knew he was smiling at me, even though I couldn’t see it.
"Sorry it took me so long to kiss you" he confessed, giving a little peck.
"Just don’t do it again, alright oppa?" He nodded, kissing the tip of my nose, both of my cheeks and forehead.
I hugged him, hoping that we won’t take too long before having another one of these moments again in the future.
Right now I'm working in the chapter three of my little fanfiction, looking for an end to the Nakta scenario, and at the middle of one of the B-Joo's and Hansol's scenarios.
(if you want to read my pointless explanation of my lack of updates click read more)
I didn't want to get to this point 'cause if I did (that I just did), then it meant that my nightmare came true.
I've been busier this past weeks than any time in my entire life. School is taking a lot of my time since I have exams every two weeks, and it sucks 'cause I have to do projects that takes a lot of my day (without mentioning that I'm going in the afternoons) and so, you would think I would have time on the weekends, but not so much ;n;
In the morning of the saturday, I'm attending to some marketing courses and by the time I finish, I have to attend my korean classes that ends until 7 pm. I'm not saying all these as an excuse, but I wanted to let you know that I'm trying my best in the little time I have.
I'm also working on the questions of reactions, so please, bear just a little with me and wait!
(I'm really hoping that December comes quickly 'cause I really want some free time to write even about how beautiful jenissi looks in blonde)
someone please help ._. i think i'm going crazy, but does Jenissi appeared in Kpop Star Season 2? Yoon Joosuk just passed his audition and I swear Jenissi is one of his friends ._. no kidding
Note: I really had fun writing this scenario, just by thinking of these two growing up like this hahaha, thanks paulaabrigo, for requesting it. enjoy~ (I left the end to everyone's choice)
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Hyunho's pencil slid across his notebook, trying hard to concentrate on his homework. But his phone made a big show on the other side of his desk dancing with the constant vibration of his notifications and calls.
He was trying really hard to ignore it, reading the math problem once and twice, he soon didn't even realize he already made it before. A little smile showed into his face, and with that, he left his books closed, taking his phone and putting on his shoes in his way out.
As expected, she's outside when he walks out, and he can feel his heart pounding every time faster than the last one. She was riding her favorite bike, that one that him and Jiho took months of little works to buy it in time for her birthday. Her hair danced with the air and he lost it for a moment, until he saw Jiho coming behind her on his bike too.
It's not like he was being a third weal in this situation, there wasn't a third weal in a friendship, but seeing Jiho came behind her made him jealous somehow. But that doesn't stop him from smiling, before getting up on his bike too to follow his best friends.
The same feeling that Hyunho was experimenting, already hit Jiho a few months ago. He didn't notice when, but one day, ____ was suddenly a woman for him. She was no longer the daughter of one of the best friends of his mother, but a girl.
It was a strong surprise, enough to make him blush every time she caught him overthinking. She would poke his cheeks sweetly and Hyunho would look from the other side of the table, analyzing the whole situation.
In manner of ages, between the three, Hyunho was the oldest and Jiho the youngest. Before, this wasn't a big deal when Jiho called her "Noona" and she called Hyunho "Oppa", but these words seemed to annoy both of the boys, making a ghost competition between them every time they had the chance to.
"How cute am I?" Jiho would ask.
"Enough to make me want to hug you." She would whisper before going back to her homework. Hyunho's besides her while Jiho in front, and that would annoy Hyunho.
"What about me?" Hyunho would ask. He's trying to look seductive in front of her and Jiho would notice, making him frown against his History book, but Hyunho's too nervous to stop the smile that always appeared at the end of his questions.
She's not taking them serious, and so she pocked both of their foreheads before scolding them for putting no attention to the books as they were doing homework at the library.
The tension began to show months later, when ___ hit puberty with the entire package included. Her mode would change a lot, making these two wonder what was what changed.
"Mom, ___'s different." Hyunho said while she washed the dishes. He wanted not to ask, but the curiousity hit him.
"Different how?"
"She's getting annoyed faster than before, hiding things in her room from me and Jiho and telling us to stay away almost all the time" There was no way she began hating Hyunho and he was sure about that. There was no logical reason for this weird changes on her.
"She's growing up."
"How so?"
His mom told him everything, making him leave in the middle of the explanation with both hands pressed on his ears. By the next day, he told Jiho about her changes, and both of the boys tried to deal with her, and so with their feelings for her that neither of them knew were serious.
His mother told Hyunho that he would change too, and so every time she came closer, making him nervous like before, this time he got nervous down too. His little friend in the lower part of his body would be uncomforting him, being pressed against his jeans. He would hide it, telling her to back off, that he wanted his own space.
It wasn't until a few years later, when prom came. Guys had to invite girls and Jiho and Hyunho had the same girl in mind.
"There's no way I'm going with neither of you!" Noticing that they both had a few girls behind them, it took them by surprise when their childhood friend rejected not one both the two of them.
"But why?" Jiho asked. She asked them to come closer to whisper something, and they did immediately.
"'Cause I don't like you guys" She was messing around, and they knew it. They fake complained while in the inside, they were dealing with those hurtful words.
"Who's gonna ask you if it's not us, noona?" Jiho asked again.
"Hansol oppa already did." Another bullet against their hearts. They both smiled, trying to shake off those feelings they were unsure how to call them.
She looked prettier than both of then expected. Because Jiho and ____ were neighborhoods, her mother obligate him to take a photo with her, seeing like he was her date, and so he desired that.
"Wanna go together, noona?" His tone is one tone lower and his body isn't as comfortable as always as he stood against the wall with a weird look on his face.
"Hansol's picking me up, but thanks Jiho" She said, laughing before messing up his hair. "Aren't you supposed to pick up your date?"
"We're meeting at school."
"That's rude. I'm sure Hyunho oppa picked up his date" ouch. Calling the other one out didn't make him happy at all.
"Hyung's doing the same as me." She frowns against his words and he feels relief somehow.
Hyunho was sitting in one of the tables when ___ arrived. She was using one long dress, making her need help when using the stairs, and so he was about to help her when Hansol appeared behind her, being that help. He expected that, a little, but it still hurt him.
The first song began, and so the second one came. Jiho danced with his partner with a big smile, checking out ___ the whole time. Hyunho felt a bit down. Rejecting his date for more than once, he just looked at her from the table. The dance changed suddenly, from a moved one to a slow one.
Hansol’s hand met ___ waist, and Hyunho and Jiho were able to see it. Hansol was too close to her for their taste; in fact, they didn’t even like the guy, not enough to date her. Hyunho frowned from the table, suddenly looking for his date but she was nowhere to be seen. He then looked at ___ again, being completely jealous yet unable to make a move.
Jiho wasn’t feeling any different. Being a few steps away from her, he had even a better view than Hyunho. His partner was lying against his chest, saying something Jiho wasn’t even interested in hearing. There was a flame inside of him, that every time Hansol made more contact with ___; it was like he was adding wood.
Hansol began to whisper against her ear, and she laughed. He was trying to flirt, and it did seem like it was working. She was all-new to this, being around her best friends, she didn’t have much opportunities to flirt, and so she tried too, whispering against his ear. Hansol’s laugh was beautiful, making her blush with only that sound. He moved her hair to the back of her ear to whisper another thing when they were interrupted.
___ was scared, not for the sudden movement of being separated in the middle of the dance but for the person who stood in front of her, looking angrier than anything. He took her hand, dragging her away just like in the dramas, and so she complained and called his name, trying to stop him. He did when he found a place away from everyone.
“What’s wrong with you?!” she shouted.
“You.”
“What?” it was sudden when his lips met her, making her walk backwards until they meet the wall. She wasn’t refusing at all in that kiss half of it because of the shock and half of it because deep down inside her, she wanted it to happen; it was more like a desire, something that she didn’t see coming in this lifetime. But she kissed him back, feeling her first kiss with her best friend.
I dunno what I just made, but might as well post it, lol. Two days left for Yano’s birthdayy~
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Sangwon nodded, not sure why he was nodding, but receiving a big smile from ___ made him think it didn’t matter much.
It was probably pass midnight, Seoul looked emptier than usual and darker than usual, but Sangwon wasn’t paying attention to any of those things. His partner walked across the street, dancing with the cold breeze of the night feeling like the owner of every building along the road. He walked slowly, making sure to never be too close or to far away from her.
“Oppa, do you believe in God?” she suddenly asked, still spinning like a top, making waves with her long and big white dress.
He was unsure of her location a few hours ago, but as fast as she called him to meet up, he came to her, not actually caring for anything else.
“Do you?” he asked in return.
“Don’t answer me with a question!” she exclaimed, forming a little smile in Sangwon’s face.
“I don’t believe in anything, as well as I believe in everything.”
She stopped, still comprehending his answer. Sangwon came closer to her, enough to see the details of her makeup smeared and the little frown she always made when she thought deeply.
“How so?”
“I don’t believe in a God, but I do believe in us. I believe that we were made for a reason, but I don’t believe in the reasons that people says”
Sangwon kept walking, not looking behind to see if she followed him, but as the sound of her high heels approached, another smile scape into his face. He walked down into the subway, and her feet followed him into the tunnel, but as soon as Sangwon approached to the cashier for two tickets, ___’s voice took his attention.
“Where are we going?”
“Where do you want to go?”
“Where do you want to take me?”
“Anywhere.”
“Anywhere will be.”
Sangwon looked back at the lady across the glass and as she managed to pick up her glasses and ask where were they going, Sangwon already answered. “Anywhere.”
She frowned, trying to understand what he meant. She was too old for those kinds of things, so that’s why she looked at the computer and gave them two tickets to Daejeon. The lady had to look twice at ___ before questioning to herself why she was there at this kind of hour, but most important, why she was dressed like that.
“I’ll carry them.” Sangwon leave the tickets to her as he looked to the advertising around the place. She walked and danced, still feeling like a three-year-old girl when she tripped over. Sangwon looked at her and before he could make a move, she was smiling, again. “I’m okay.” The tears falling over her cheeks didn’t support her words, but he didn’t doubt she was trying to mean it.
Not thinking a lot was one of his attributes and so he didn’t think much of why she was smiling and crying at the same time. He didn’t think much of what she must have been doing before she called him and he didn’t think much before smiling back at her.
His attention went back to the advertising of the movie in front of him until she was standing besides him.
“We should see that movie.”
“This is from February, we’re in September.”
“Oh.” A one second disappointment came to her, before he talked again.
“We could rent it.”
“Can we?”
“Mmhm.”
The subway arrived just at that moment and ___ looked at Sangwon before he smiled. She ran like it was a competition of who arrived first and Sangwon just stared at her. Making sure she didn’t fall again.
She leaned on Sangwon’s shoulder right after he sat besides her. The sudden touch surprised him, also because she slid one of her hands into his pocket, stroking it with his; not that he didn’t want to be like that with her, but it was so unexpected that he just stood like a statue.
“I don’t want to go back.”
The tone of her voice told him about her actual feelings, but then again, he was too immersed in the moment and the habit of not caring much that he didn’t even try to understand what she meant by that.
“Let’s not go back, then.”
As the usual, he didn’t mean to think of it, but when the silent moment arrived, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking. She was not his, not as much as he would want her to be and this moment wasn’t going to last, as much as he wanted to. That’s why he didn’t want to think about it, he didn’t want to think about reality, but it was something he couldn’t scape from.
“You never told me if you believe in God.” He asked, looking at her closed eyes. She wasn’t sleeping and he knew it.
“If you don’t believe in God, I won’t.”
Sangwon smirked, feeling the vibration of his phone inside his pocket and when he looked at the name on the screen, the smile banished.
He rejected the call before giving a little kiss to ___’s forehead.
The moment wasn’t going to last, but the time they had left, was the time he was going to spend with her, not thinking about what happened before and what’s going to happen.
just the 1% of the ppl who reblogged/liked the gif scenario might read this but what the heck, thank you ^^ i took my time to read every tag on every reblog and y'all made me so happy~ its a big relief a lot of ppl liked it (i was actually nervous), so, for the 2nd time, gracias (/^3^)/ I have some yano's scenarios prepared for his birthday, wait for them~ *and also the nakta scenario that i mever posted lol* Last but not least, go to church lol
i’m happy you asked, but i’ve decided to take just 4 smut requests every time i open the ask box. but i’ll be happy to take anything else ^^ (rather than daddy and cheating scenarios)
(if you come later and i have less that 4 requests, i’ll be so happy to write this scenario!)
(and nervous too… how the heck am i gonna write this lol)
(just to be a little clear, i dont write yaoi, if any of you want yaoi i can tell one of my friends to do it for me, but i don't write any of that lol)
Not the best chapter I've done but I'm pretty happy with it. Thanks to those who are supporting me with this, means the whole world ;u;
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“Take off your clothes.” I did as told, feeling his stare at my almost naked body. “Come.”
I walked slowly and seductively towards him, hiding my hands behind my back, being aware how much they were shaking, as usual. He closed his legs, making room for mine around his body. I sat on top of him, feeling his cock under his pants as my hands reached the back of his head. I felt his arms sliding around my waist, reaching my butt and pushing me near him.
Our mouths were about to touch each other when he suddenly bit my neck. It hurt, a little, but weirdly, it only make me want more of him. He undid my bra, as his hands touched from my back to my breasts. Our eyes never leave each other until we pressed our lips together. As it was supposed to be something passenger, my heart moved on my inside; I knew then, that it was going to be hard to get him out of it.
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“This is stupid.”
“I thought you wanted to work.” Jinsu frowned.
“Not that” I answered “but this” pointing at my legs, she knew what I was talking about.
It was cold, enough to wear two pare of pants when going out and still, Jinsu wanted me to use a mini skirt while being a waitress. It was uncomfortable, too short and it had a weird color. Behind me, Sangdo kept looking and laughing at me from the doorframe, as well as the others.
The idea of working at her shop sounded amazing, even last night, when I was trying to sleep without being too excited. I’ve always wanted to do it, ever since she opened the store, but right at the moment, I wanted to be at the office, sitting in front of my desk using my comfortable pants.
“Why is she using jeans but I’m using this?” I complained, pointing at Jiyae.
“It’s your first day.” She answered, crossing her arms. “And she has three years here”
“That has no sense, if it’s because of history, I’ve known you since high school.”
“Stop complaining, it’s beca—“ the doorbell rang, notifying us that a costumer arrived. “Oh, everybody on theirs spots, the day just began.”
“Hey” I stopped her “Bring me jeans, I’m begging you.”
“Alright, just go and do your job while I go for them.”
I walked half excited half nervous to the cash register where Jiyae was taking the order from the costumer. As I looked at her, what she said and did with the little electric box in front of her, I did feedback, noticing every little detail when she sent me back to the kitchen.
At first, I did a few orders. Cappuccinos, lattes, everything was too simple, but also too complicated. Sangdo had to help me a few times, preventing me from burning myself with the coffee, throwing everything to the floor when I came back with the empty cups and even washing the dishes.
Two hours in the kitchen coming and going with the cups and making coffee, and I already felt like dying.
“You wanna change for a bit?” Jiyae offered. I nodded happily. No matter how much I wanted to still be the coffee girl, I needed a little rest. “Okay, first, you greet the costumer, you ask what they want, you tell the prices if they ask, you tell them about today’s special, ask if that’s it, tell the price of what they asked, write it in the cash register, open it, give them their change, take off the note from here, give it to them, turn around and put the second note in front of Sangdo and attend the next costumer. Easy piece.”
She made it sound easier than it was. I heard everything, and I kept repeating to myself the process, until I remembered Jinsu, that should’ve come a long time ago, and my first costumer arrived.
He was looking at his cellphone; like he knew the place like his bare hand, he walked towards me without leaving his eyes off of his phone.
“The same.” He said.
“Hi.” I greeted at the same time.
“Jiy—oh.” He finally looked up, and when he saw me, he took a big surprise.
“Oh.” I repeated.
His eyes were dark blue, his hair was brown and even so it looked like he didn’t touch it from the moment he woke up, he looked pretty handsome like that. He was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt, making me shiver to only think how could he endure the cold.
“You’re not Jiyae… or Jinsu.”
“I’m Eunsun, and I’ll be taking your order today. Can I—“ I froze. Forgetting completely what she told me to do, I blabbed a little before shutting my mouth.
“Is it your first day?” he asked, leaning forward. “Eunsun, I would like to have a big black coffee.”
“Sir, we have—“
“I know today’s special is Cappuccino and there are some blueberries muffins, but I’m okay with my coffee.”
“It’s—“
“Three dollars, I know.” He took out the money and handed it to me. I frowned. He was looking satisfied, and I was just feeling embarrassed, even though it was only in front of him.
“Are you in a rush?” I asked.
He lowered his hand and his smirk banished. “Uh… not really”
“Do you mind if we do it again?” my hands were shaking again and I hide them behind the cash register. He couldn’t really understand. “It’s my first time and I would like to do it again.”
“Ah… oh…” he understood, but didn’t comprehend. “So I just…?”
“Can you come in again?”
“Yeah..” he smiled a little, laughing to himself and walking back to the entrance door.
I sighed. It wasn’t so hard. I just needed to greet, say my name, ask for the order, say today’s special, tell Sangdo the—no. First was my name, and then I talk about today’s special—.
“Hi.” The man came back, but this time his phone was inside his pocket and his face looked brighter.
“Hello, my name is Cappuccino and— fuck.”
“Hello Cappuccino.” He laughed.
“Can you do it again?” I asked.
“But outside is freezing!”
“So why are you only wearing that shirt? Please, it’s the last time, I swear.”
He half smiled. “Alright.”
I couldn’t get it wrong. It was easy; I just needed to stop thinking. I always thought a lot and I normally get everything wrong when I think to much about something, and then I get nervous, and then my hands start to shake, just like now. It wasn’t so hard. It really wasn’t so hard.
“Hi.”
“Hi, my name is Eunsun and I’ll be taking your order. Today’s special is Cappuccino and blueberries muffin.”
“I want a big black coffee.” He looked amazed… or just surprised that I didn’t mess up this time.
“Is that everything? It’s going to be three dollars.”
“Uh, yeah. Here it is.” He took out the money and I accepted it. I managed to open the cash register looking like a pro and laughed to myself. When the ticket was out, I gave the first one to him and sighed. “It wasn’t so hard, was it?” I nodded, happy that I finished.
A single drop of sweat was coming down my forehead, and before I even realized it was there, he approached, cleaning it for me. The sudden movement surprised me and he smiled again.
One of the costumers that were drinking coffee left, and when he opened the door, a cold breeze came into the store, meeting my naked legs. I shivered, and he looked at my legs before laughing.
“Why are you using that?” he asked.
“Boss’s idea.”
He nodded, like he understood. “Jinsu is very funny.” I frowned.
“How is it that—“
“Byung Joo!”
From the back of the kitchen, Jinsu appeared, greeting happily to the costumer. She had a bag on her hands, and when she came to us, she gave it to me. I figured my pants were on the inside, but she wasn’t really behaving like herself, as her face had the biggest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Jinsu, how are you?” he asked.
They began talking and I stood between them, not really understanding a thing.
“It seems that you met Eunsun” the hand placed on her waist was quite normal and the flirty tone reminded of high school, as she always talked differently in front of a man.
“Yeah, she just took my order. Pretty good at it.” He smirked and looked at the floor, as he was remembering what just happened a minute ago. She didn’t notice as she laughed at the not-so-funny joke of his, but I did.
“What is that supposed to mean?” I asked. Didn’t mean to sound mad, but that’s how it came.
“Eunsun! Don’t be ru—“
“You’re cute.” He said. I frowned. Jinsu frowned and Sangdo yelled from the back of the kitchen.
“Are you going to give me that order any time soon?”
oh my himchan ;u; i dunno what to say about this one hahahaha. i’ll write it, dalo por hecho but uugggghhh i’m gonna stop being so innocent after writing this one >.< thanks~ ^^
I've noticed there aren't any yano smut scenario's, so I was wondering can you write me a yano smut please , I was thinking teasing yano then shower sex. what ever you write will be fine with me. *rolls to the corner dyeing of yano fells* :)
because i have this, and another request from my other blog, i’ll post two smuts of yano *insert indescribable happiness* i already have the idea for both scenarios, so thank you~ ^^
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