[ he pulls away for air long enough to notice the flames at his fingertips with each touch up along hojoon's skin, finds his eyes and gets lost in them a moment, lips reddened from kissing. he gets the message. what it means. his hand keeps moving, eyes on joon, fingers at his ribs now, at his chest, over his heart.
one hand reaches for hojoon's cheek.
this is how it feels hojoon, flames igniting at his skin. his heart is in his throat but in the best way. some wall that he kept putting up has fallen away entirely, and junsu's happy and relieved and he hopes he can know him more, better, from here. he wants that.
he kisses hojoon again, tugging at his shirt, leaning away to tug it over his head and toss it aside. he drags his hand down his chest and watches the flames and then captures hojoon's lips as his arms wind around him, pulling him tight against his lap. ]
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one hand reaches for hojoon's cheek.
this is how it feels hojoon, flames igniting at his skin. his heart is in his throat but in the best way. some wall that he kept putting up has fallen away entirely, and junsu's happy and relieved and he hopes he can know him more, better, from here. he wants that.
he kisses hojoon again, tugging at his shirt, leaning away to tug it over his head and toss it aside. he drags his hand down his chest and watches the flames and then captures hojoon's lips as his arms wind around him, pulling him tight against his lap. ]