[ It matters more, to him, that Junsu finds the book(s) he wants. This is why they're here, from him, more than for Kwang. Kwang wanted to be able to witness this - Junsu happy, content, feeling like he belongs. Because he does. He belongs here, and in the house, and with Kwang, and with anyone else he wants, too.
But before all that, Kwang lips quirk into a smile as he leans in, closer and closer still, crowding Junsu against the shelves as he kisses him, not really chastely at all. ]
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[ It matters more, to him, that Junsu finds the book(s) he wants. This is why they're here, from him, more than for Kwang. Kwang wanted to be able to witness this - Junsu happy, content, feeling like he belongs. Because he does. He belongs here, and in the house, and with Kwang, and with anyone else he wants, too.
But before all that, Kwang lips quirk into a smile as he leans in, closer and closer still, crowding Junsu against the shelves as he kisses him, not really chastely at all. ]