[ it's so, so reassuring. junsu is melting into the touch, the words, the joy of knowing he's special in a unique way compared to everyone else kwang is with. he doesn't mind sharing the title with ten. he just wants to be important, and thought ten was it for kwang, that there was no room for anyone else to be that special.

he shakes his head. kwang doesn't have to apologize. ]

It's okay. I would have deserved it for doing that to you. I'm the one who's sorry. For letting fear take priority.

[ he traces kwang's lips with his fingertips, featherlight. ]

It's you. You're more important than how afraid I am.

[ he smiles a bit, almost shy. ]

You really think it suits me?