[ this is... so nice. and hojoon is still there. it warms his heart, it reassures him, it lulls him into thinking things between them are going to change now. he kisses joon slow and soft and he memorizes everyone, so happy to get this when he thought it wouldn't really happen.
kisses from hojoon, who seems happy to be doing this. who seems to want to keep kissing him.
junsu's cheeks are flushed, his hand on hojoon's neck as he slowly breathes out. his heart is thudding. it's nice. there's warmth in his stomach. he loves that feeling with someone, at the start of things. being liked because he's human, because he's who he is, that hasn't happened to him in so long.
it's precious. this is special. ]
I like you too, Hojoon. [ he whispers, eyes on his. ] A lot. [ he wrinkles his nose, bumping it against hojoon's. ] Stay with me tonight?
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kisses from hojoon, who seems happy to be doing this. who seems to want to keep kissing him.
junsu's cheeks are flushed, his hand on hojoon's neck as he slowly breathes out. his heart is thudding. it's nice. there's warmth in his stomach. he loves that feeling with someone, at the start of things. being liked because he's human, because he's who he is, that hasn't happened to him in so long.
it's precious. this is special. ]
I like you too, Hojoon. [ he whispers, eyes on his. ] A lot. [ he wrinkles his nose, bumping it against hojoon's. ] Stay with me tonight?