[ junsu's looking at his face, and into his eyes. and he understands. he's still breathing hard himself, recovering and having had the air punched out of him at the sight of joon like this. he's so pretty and handsome all at once. there's something delicate about him yet completely manly.
he can't help but smile down at him. ]
Yeah. [ he brushes hair that was sticking to joon's forehead away. ] It was.
[ a lot of words could be said, but they don't all work as well as the look in their eyes right now, or the way junsu tugs the comforter over them and snuggles in close, wrapping an arm around joon. ]
You're really... [ he starts, but then gets distracted kissing up hojoon's neck. ]
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he can't help but smile down at him. ]
Yeah. [ he brushes hair that was sticking to joon's forehead away. ] It was.
[ a lot of words could be said, but they don't all work as well as the look in their eyes right now, or the way junsu tugs the comforter over them and snuggles in close, wrapping an arm around joon. ]
You're really... [ he starts, but then gets distracted kissing up hojoon's neck. ]