i grabbed his face gently with both hands, staring as every aspect of his well-sculpted face
"your face, it's so pretty," i smiled
he blinked twice
caught of guard
and then his soft lips planted a gentle kiss on my lips, and then on my cheek, forehead, every part of my face was planted with small kisses
i erupted in fits of giggles as he continued
my hearts going crazy
and i'm sure his is to.

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quiet // taeyong ff
Non-Fictionlonely, together "i don't like the phrase i love you,"