[ Myung nods, before he settles closer to Junsu, draping a leg over his, getting himself comfy as Junsu makes that face, looking so happy. ]
God, you’re cute.
[ And he is, and Myung is so glad things are working out. He used to think Junsu was this mysterious guy, and it made him even hotter, but as he learned to know him better, it became obvious just how soft he is, how gentle, how much he yearns for this kind of love.
Myung sighs contently, pressing his nose against the curve of Junsu’s shoulder. ]
Dal said I live you, too. [ He doesn’t know why he doesn’t say that they both said it. ]
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God, you’re cute.
[ And he is, and Myung is so glad things are working out. He used to think Junsu was this mysterious guy, and it made him even hotter, but as he learned to know him better, it became obvious just how soft he is, how gentle, how much he yearns for this kind of love.
Myung sighs contently, pressing his nose against the curve of Junsu’s shoulder. ]
Dal said I live you, too. [ He doesn’t know why he doesn’t say that they both said it. ]