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The only one that seemed to be there for Soobin was the moon, with its round face and all. Sometimes he would see half of him, the man's face on the moon, and other times Soobin saw none of him.
He was a come-and-go type of friend, never staying for too long after Soobin finished talking to him. He never said anything, just listened. And maybe he liked that the moon listened and never spoke. Maybe that's why he spent his nights talking to him instead of real people.
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“I believe in love,” he started, arms crossed over the railing of the balcony. “But I believe that only some people are meant to fall in love. Everyone can love, but falling — well that’s a different story.”
“Do you believe you’re able to fall in love?” he asked quietly, and Soobin was so lost in his own thoughts that he almost didn’t hear him.
He hummed. “Maybe,” he said, turning back to look down at the city.
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Soobin is looking for something he left in Paris, and finds it in the form of Yeonjun.
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Their noses touched, lips ghosting over each other. Taehyun could smell the sun, the flowers, the birds, the oak — as if his senses had heightened because of their proximity.
Or maybe because Beomgyu was all of that.
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Soobin’s face glowed, puffiness still present, but beautiful nonetheless. His eyes sparkled, and the golden specks became more evident with the soft light the sun was radiating. His parted lips and cheeks were tainted pink, a color Yeonjun thought always looked gorgeous against his pale skin.
It was as if this color pallet of oranges and pinks and yellows were made specifically for Soobin, as if they only existed for him. A color pallet Yeonjun wasn’t always fond of before, until he had realized how well it suited the younger boy beside him.