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The first time Cale met Kim Roksu, the first thing he noticed were the pecs.
It was hard not to.
The man is built like a greek god, tall and noticeably muscular even beneath a turtleneck and a trench coat, just standing still there on the other side of the road like a statue of a carved marble sculpted by hands blessed by the heavens.
"Ah. I want my face on that."
That was his thought. Kim Roksu's chest at that moment was exactly the type of thing Cale would want to squish his face on, ideally as soon as possible.
Cale decided then and there, sitting inside a café with a forgotten drink in his hand, oggling a still then stranger on the other side of the street, that he'd do just that.
He is going to ask that man out and he is going to shove his face on that man's rippling pectorals the moment the opportunity presents itself.
However, fate had other plans.
Cale would lose sight of the buff stranger when he exited that café, and it would take a long time (months) before Cale would see him again.
It would take longer before Cale finally laid his visage upon the delectable mound of muscles, but by then his attraction for Roksu has surpassed from mere physical attraction, and they had officially became a couple.
Still, perks of having a big buff boyfriend?
Getting to stuff your face between his perfect pecs, of course!
"Ah~ this is the best..."
Cale, currently laying ontop of Roksu with his face squished onto his boyfriend's chest, sighs in contentment.
Below him Roksu let's out a soft huff, expressing in his own stoic way his exasperation with Cale's antics, although the soft blush on his ears and a hand gently petting Cale's hair belie his true feelings.
Cale smiles.
Adorable. His big buff boyfriend is not only the best pillow and bed anyone can ask for, but also so fuckin' adorable.
Cale nuzzles further into Roksu's chest, completely and utterly content where he is right now.
What was that quote that Roksu and his teammates likes to say again?
Ah. That's right.
Being alive is the best!