[ junsu shakes his head, laughing softly, but it's not really funny. minsu's just being sweet. and humble. ]
I'd believe it.
[ he turns his head, kissing the top of minsu's. he smells so good. probably junsu's favorite smell. there's nothing foreign or magical about it. it's just human. just minsu.
he shouldn't do this. it hurts, and it's going to hurt. but his love for minsu, his desire to see him happy, to make him smile and laugh, that overpowers everything. ]
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I'd believe it.
[ he turns his head, kissing the top of minsu's. he smells so good. probably junsu's favorite smell. there's nothing foreign or magical about it. it's just human. just minsu.
he shouldn't do this. it hurts, and it's going to hurt. but his love for minsu, his desire to see him happy, to make him smile and laugh, that overpowers everything. ]
Hey, Minsu. Want to go on a friend date with me?