My Daily Dose of Suga [Yoonseok]

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I stare out my window looking into his. I see him working on his computer again, probably going to pull another all nighter. I see his shoulders fall as a sigh escapes his lips.

Those lips that look so soft and kissable. Pale pink to go with his white skin and dark black hair. The lips that I dream about kissing, the lips that make me addicted to him.

Even through we never kissed -or even talked before- I'm in love with him. I always watch from afar, admiring him at all different angles and distaces. Only to find out he looks perfect anywhere he is.

I see him look around his room, an uneasy look on his face. He gets up and checks the window he's sitting in front of, checking to make sure it's locked then closed the curtains. He moves to the window by his side. He looks outside and makes eye contact with me, but it's so dark he doesn't know.

I look into his dark eyes, wishing he would notice me as much as I notice him. His eyes searching the blind darkness before he shuts his dark blue curtains. Cutting off my perfect view of him.