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“Oh, wait. We haven’t been properly introduced,” he said, gliding across the black and white tiled floor. “My name is Choi San.” Stopping toe to toe with him, San raised his hands and cupped them under Wooyoung's ears with a light yet firm hold. “And you, darling?”
“J-Jung Wooyoung,” he stuttered.
“Well, Jung Wooyoung,” San brought his lips to Woo’s left cheek, pressing in a soft kiss. Then his face glided to the other side, warm breath ghosting Wooyoung's cupid’s bow. “I’ll see you soon~” Another quick touch of lips to flushed skin and he was pulling away.
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San is a hairstylist. Wooyoung learns he likes getting his hair pulled.
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23 Apr 2020
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“why are you frowning? why did you cry?”
“uh, i...i don’t know.” san shakes his head, and looks at his jeans, running a hand over the hole in his knee and feeling the threading and the fabric that he came to hate in a short span of time. “i don’t know.”
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or, san learns to fall in love with the world he’s come to hate, while wooyoung was made of roses and moons and fit right in with the way the stars flickered beautifully on empty nights.
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11 Apr 2020
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jung wooyoung was addicted to testing his limits, and sometimes, he pushed too far.
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09 Apr 2020
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To San, Wooyoung is a baby blue, a refreshing lemon ice pop on a hot summer day, the scent of a freshly-mowed lawn, and a cotton candy cloud.
To Wooyoung, San is a best friend, a lover, and a soulmate.
And even though Wooyoung can never understand what goes on in San’s brain, he can’t ignore the fluttering butterflies in his bones whenever San talks so wondrously about his intermingling senses that all come together to create the magnificent being that captivated Wooyoung’s own bland, separated senses, and in turn, stole his heart.
or, Wooyoung is head-over-heels in love with San and his unique, incredible, beautiful mind.
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09 Apr 2020