[ junsu looks so happy. his smile is small, but his eyes say it all as he takes kwang's hand, squeezing it. he wants to hold it all day, but as they go through rows and rows of books trying to make some sense of where the book they want might be, he's forced to let go.
he stays close instead, often shoulder to shoulder, sometimes pointing out stuff he's read and liked and recommends, other times asking kwang his opinion or listening to his own suggestion.
they don't find the book, but after a while junsu has a couple to buy, and he looks over at kwang, holding out his hand. ]
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he stays close instead, often shoulder to shoulder, sometimes pointing out stuff he's read and liked and recommends, other times asking kwang his opinion or listening to his own suggestion.
they don't find the book, but after a while junsu has a couple to buy, and he looks over at kwang, holding out his hand. ]
Give me those so I can get them for you.