[ junsu bites his lip the whole time minsu's undressing him, breathing a little uneven just from that as he his hand fusses at the sheets, the other going from minsu's arm to his hair, not knowing where to rest. he wants to touch minsu everywhere. he wants to feel him everywhere.
junsu gasps when minsu kisses so low and yet comes back up, but he's patient. for this, his patience is infinite. to kiss minsu is just as good as having his mouth on his cock, if not better. everything counts, because this isn't about forgetting who he is, what he's lying about. it isn't about forgetting that his feelings for minsu are growing and might not be returned.
it's about loving each other.
his eyes widen, lips parted as he takes in those words. ]
Now I'm the one that feels like he's dreaming.
[ he takes minsu's face into his hands, tracing his features with his eyes, over and over. how can he say what this means to him? what minsu means to him? ]
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junsu gasps when minsu kisses so low and yet comes back up, but he's patient. for this, his patience is infinite. to kiss minsu is just as good as having his mouth on his cock, if not better. everything counts, because this isn't about forgetting who he is, what he's lying about. it isn't about forgetting that his feelings for minsu are growing and might not be returned.
it's about loving each other.
his eyes widen, lips parted as he takes in those words. ]
Now I'm the one that feels like he's dreaming.
[ he takes minsu's face into his hands, tracing his features with his eyes, over and over. how can he say what this means to him? what minsu means to him? ]
I adore you beyond measure.