[ it's almost hard to believe. maybe because junsu wants it so much. he'd been jealous, sometimes. of dae and myung. of myung leaving him to go spend time with dae instead. he'd wanted to be that special someone for him.
more than just an agreement to keep myung from hurting himself.
he's become more to him, apparently, but junsu's scared he's saying because dae is gone. scared he'll get his heart broken if he gives into it fully. ]
I'm here for you, sweetpea.
[ he can't not be. myung is one of his favorite people. myung is one of his best friends. myung knows him, and he knows myung. and his words make him feel pleased and warm all over.
he can give a little of himself to this. and see how myung feels a few weeks down the line, after dae's absence has begun to shrink.
junsu buries his hand in myung's hair, fingers rubbing soothing circles at his scalp. ]
I'm happy if I make you feel good. That's what I want.
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more than just an agreement to keep myung from hurting himself.
he's become more to him, apparently, but junsu's scared he's saying because dae is gone. scared he'll get his heart broken if he gives into it fully. ]
I'm here for you, sweetpea.
[ he can't not be. myung is one of his favorite people. myung is one of his best friends. myung knows him, and he knows myung. and his words make him feel pleased and warm all over.
he can give a little of himself to this. and see how myung feels a few weeks down the line, after dae's absence has begun to shrink.
junsu buries his hand in myung's hair, fingers rubbing soothing circles at his scalp. ]
I'm happy if I make you feel good. That's what I want.