Today Hoseok invited me over to his house.
I made sure to wear many layers in attempt to cover up the damage I had done a few days earlier.
But deep down I knew it was no use, Hoseok would know before a word even got out of my mouth. He could read people very well.
He asked me what I can do in place of hurting myself. I told him that I didn't know.
He said that I could try drawing, since I was good at that. I told him that wouldn't work, because it won't feel the same.
He asked me to try.
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Graphite Smudges | YoonSeok
Fanfiction"It's amazing how you can preserve someone's beauty with just the flick of your wrist and some smudges of graphite."
