[ kwang's heart is beating fast and so is junsu's. he shakes his head against his chest, then lifts it so he can look at kwang. ]
No.
[ he sniffles, then smiles, even though he bets he looks a bit wrecked, red eyes and wet cheeks and red nose, but he can't exactly stop crying when kwang gifted him something which might be small in his eyes, but huge in junsu's.
after spending his life hearing from the people around him who supposedly loved him that he needed to grow up, that he was delusional, that he was crazy, that magic was never something he could have — being gifted it is beyond measure. ]
[ The worry recedes a little when Junsu insists that it's not too much - that was the part that had gripped Kwang the most, that maybe he'd scare him away by going too far too fast.
It's not small, in Kwang's eyes. It's huge. It's important, because it's more than just magic. He's giving away a piece of himself, and giving it t Junsu to guard and care for. It's definitely not small.
Kwang takes a small breath, and finally smiles, looking down at Junsu, leaning in for a gentle kiss. ]
I'm glad you like it. It was important for me that you have this.
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No.
[ he sniffles, then smiles, even though he bets he looks a bit wrecked, red eyes and wet cheeks and red nose, but he can't exactly stop crying when kwang gifted him something which might be small in his eyes, but huge in junsu's.
after spending his life hearing from the people around him who supposedly loved him that he needed to grow up, that he was delusional, that he was crazy, that magic was never something he could have — being gifted it is beyond measure. ]
It's perfect.
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It's not small, in Kwang's eyes. It's huge. It's important, because it's more than just magic. He's giving away a piece of himself, and giving it t Junsu to guard and care for. It's definitely not small.
Kwang takes a small breath, and finally smiles, looking down at Junsu, leaning in for a gentle kiss. ]
I'm glad you like it. It was important for me that you have this.