Vogue × Hyunin

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the sun blistered his porcelain white skin as he walked around summery seoul. yang jeongin wore chunky sunglasses as a statement, pairing it with a navy blue stripped shirt and khaki shorts, his dark green converse tying the look altogether

the boy walked through the high ended side of seoul purposely to bump into the only person he ever cared about

no bodyguards to protect the young adult, he went scamping off with his iced americano in hand, the smell of flowers being left as his train

he knew he had no chance seeing hwang hyunjin on a wednesday afternoon as the young lad would probably be in his office bombarded by meetings

he hopped to the other's property, taking his chances and ringing the doorbell with no hesitation

they had been seeing each other little by little, going on innocent high school type dates to the movie theatre or the arcade

two months of full bliss and purity, something that both boys were proud of

it didn't really take much for hyunjin to win jeongin's heart, the boy was just too oblivious when it came to THE hwang hyunjin himself

they weren't exclusive, but the public is still informed that they are. both didn't want to cave in and start a relationship, they both had to be mentally ready for quite the challenge

jeongin's intrusive thoughts were interrupted when a freshly blonde opened the door, the boy was instantly drooling as his mouth practically fell to the ground

"if you like it that much why don't you touch it? there's no point in owning something if you don't use it dollface," hwang hyunjin, you're such a fucking tease

the boy was now blonde, towel around his bare waist as water driplets were still clinging for their lives on his toned torso, his hand firmly clasping the widely open door frame

"okaaay, im just going to turn around hwang and don't worry i'll pretend not to see it-" flushed in bright red across his cheeks, the younger turned around and was about to leave the property

the older was faster, he always was. his arms were wrapped around jeongin's petite waist within seconds, engulfing his floral scent as hyunjin leaned his chin on the younger's shoulder

"stay, please. its nothing you haven't seen before princess~" the whispers meant nothing, but how can jeongin resist the temptation of such a man

a man that aphrodite created herself, the epitomy of aphrodisiacs

'who, who woulda thought i got you?'

Yes an unexpected update to show you lovelies that I am indeed alive. 🤍