𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒㆐JIHAN

⌗색안경ᵎ ִֶָ

There are many styles in today's world of fashion: Art Hoe, Baddie, Grunge, E-girl & E-boy and Y2K Pop Punk to name a few. All different and special in their own way.

Some extravagant, others discreet and even classified as tasteless by some. Each one shone in his own way and Joshua Hong adored that, who dared to pass through each one of them.

That afternoon he had decided to try Cottagecore mainly motivated by being invited by Jeong Han to a picnic date.

Ji Soo proudly wore a baggy shirt with some discreet flowery details in pastel tones, accompanied by light blue denim shorts that ended at knee level, the outfit made the surnamed Yoon sigh, who guaranteed that his boyfriend looked like an angel himself.

If you asked Yoon Jeong Han, he would never deny that he loved Ji Soo with all his heart no matter how unusual some of his Joshuji's outfits could be, who loved going through every phase of fashion and Jeong Han I would be by his side cheering him on.

From the VSCO style to even the Soft Boy had gone in search of what many called originality.

For some Ji Soo or Joshua, as they also called him, he was nothing more than an outgoing boy who loved to be the center of attention, that's what they saw in him, someone superficial, someone who knew his beauty and style, someone who seemed always be seducing

Jeong Han would never forget the first words that the cat-eyed man said to him on their first day of engagement.

" I do not want you to see me with polarized glasses , nor that you judge me with prejudiced eyes . I am like this, this is my undecorated self, just the way I am, I hope you like it. Even if I look like someone flashy, I swear I'm still cute, I want you to know this ." That had been what marked an important point in their relationship, hearing that Jeong Han hugged the boy, seeing those cats for the first time eyes that flashed confidence some insecurity and loneliness.

No matter how crazy fashions or styles Ji Soo dared to try, he would be by his side basking in that joy.

He adored the real Ji Soo the one who was a bit clumsy, who created different sketches and claimed to be a designer, he loved it when the younger one decorated both of their faces with some drawings made of bright makeup.

He could hear Ji Soo's voice laughing next to him, being so sparkling and unique.

Unique, that was the word that described the young man with feline eyes and puffy lips who somehow or another had gotten used to walking the corridors of the Institute being the target of many glances directly proportional to the confidence he was gaining.

That day especially Ji Soo wished that the wind would blow the sweet scent of him. He loved to dress that way, being elegant and original. He liked being that pretty, but there was a part of that whole story that he was afraid of.

He was adapted to modeling in the halls, being the center of attention, and those looks that surrounded him as flattering himself could judge him, that was Ji Soo's fear.

Those people who used to look over his shoulder at him, whispered his name in dark corners, creating an image of someone self-centered. He was sick of it, none of those people knew him enough to talk about him like that.

He thought that it would be best to stop involuntarily attracting so much attention by wearing his picturesque clothes or perhaps adorning the rims of his feline eyes with some decorative figures.

He knew perfectly well that voice in his head called common sense, and that many claimed that in him, Hong Ji Soo, did not exist.

Given that, Jeong Han could only deny, he would not let those strangers dictate the life of his boyfriend, much less encourage him to abandon that something that makes him unique.