❝BRUISED CHERUB; ❞ [SOOKAI]

1. I'LL DO YOU DIRTY.

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EVERYTIME - ARIANA GRANDE

They've been dancing with each other for years on end; heartbeats loud enough to alarm enemy war missiles.

And, maybe Soobin's not his true 'the one.'

But it's what he feels is the most right.

Maybe that is more important than whatever fate dictates.

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Huening Kai's subconscious could never conjure up hearing his name being called so salaciously.

The vowels are all wrong. Slurred together and foreign, as if the speaker had been testing out the variations that could have been formed.

The older boy standing in front of him is too elastic. Sweat covered the blunt black hair, sweeping in front of his eyebrows. The tip of his nose has a delve of cartilage placed. Flushed cheeks indented with dimples contrast the particularly strong grip.

His hands are coiled around Huening's body.
Face smashed onto the vest fabric of the high schooler's chest. His form is nabbed and pressed by the steel-eyed older boy.

"The other kids have been talking about you so much! And I-I," words out of breath, "Finally!"

"..."
Huening freezes up.

He finally lets go.

Truth be told, Huening's been eyeing him long before that.

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Yeonjun, an older boy he sees Soobin with is the–, 'James Dean daydream look in your eyyyeeeee,' that Lea screeches in the shower.

The back of Yeonjun DIY haircut was longer than the front, and badly processed because of the splotchy dyed hot pink, fingertips stained to signify as if it wasn't obvious in the first place.

He looked like a teenage wet dream. So if Huening hadn't known any better, he'd catch himself swayed by the boy too.

Soobin's cool older friend, Yeonjun, had not been bad at all to him.